Spring fever comes to the smalltown of Crozet, Virginia. As theannual Dogwood Festivalapproaches, postmistress MaryMinor “Harry” Haristeen feelsher own mating instincts stir. As for tiger cat Mrs. Murphy,feline intuition tells her there’smore in the air than justpheromones. It begins with acase of stolen hubcaps andproceeds to the mysterious death of a dissolute youngmechanic over a sobering cup ofcoffee. Then another death anda shooting lead to the discoveryof a half-million crisp, cleandollar bills that look to be very dirty.Now Harry is on the trail of acold-blooded murderer. Mrs.Murphy already knows who itis--and who’s next in line. Shealso knows that Harry, curious as a cat, does not have ninelives. And the one she does haveis hanging by the thinnest ofthreads.