This book alternated between being compulsively readable and making me wonder where the heck the author was trying to go with things. There is a lot of interesting information but sometimes it was like the author was confused about whether he should be arguing to deal with cats in a certain way, or he'd bounce around topics while really you just wanted to know whether he found his cat Augusta safe and sound in the end after one of her little escapades. I really wish he had just stopped letting her go outside. I couldn't take the suspense.
The infamous chapter 7, while sad, was quite good, and made me bump up my rating from 2.5 stars.
I guess I'd describe the book as being about understanding cats rather than being about cats, with a bit of science thrown in.
72 of 235 pages (Balou likes to be loud)
7 of 235 pages (questionable cat hearing data)