“My ex-girlfriend? She was a real wildcat in bed. Now I know when a man says that, it’s usually a good thing. But she was a REAL wildcat. One minute we were having a good time, the next she was sprouting fur and the nails raking down my chest turned to claws. She tore me right open, panicked, and left me there to die. Thank God my neighbor saw the door open and found me. I’ll never complain about nosy neighbors again. The doc was shocked that I lived. He didn’t say it, but you could see it in his eyes. Next full moon, I found out the hard way just what had saved me when I found myself becoming a big white cat...”