Voegeli's literary salute to cats features an array of twenty poems dedicated to the furry domesticated creatures, interspersed with prints of visual art also paying homage to Felis catus. The beginning poem, entitled "I Am The Night Watchman," is spoken in the first-person narrative of the cat herself. It describes the pet as a "useful and valuable friend," whose nightly role is to protect sleeping humans inside the home. Searching the basement for critters and ever on the prowl for signs of domestic disturbance, the "watchman" is portrayed as a loyal, trustworthy addition to family homes' security. Other poems pay homage to beloved pet cats who have passed away. "Halloween Howl" tells the spooky tale of forty cats perched upon an old wooden fence, while other pieces describe the playfulness of kittens in summertime, and the cuddly comforts and "hypnotic" effect of snuggle-time with one's cat.

This poetic celebration achieves a pleasant balance of poems evoking domestic scenes of warmth and comfort, alongside pieces perhaps painting a more thorough—and realistic—portrait of cat ownership, including, for example, the ever-present risk of cat-scratches, biting, and the like. Humor, too, is well-employed by the author, as in the poem "Asleep," where Voegeli entertains the familiar territorial possessiveness many cats exhibit inside the home, such as "owning" the pillow, chair, bed, and other furniture. "Can't you see I'm sleeping?" is slightly disturbing in its feline candor: "I have one eye open and / I'm watching you / Do not underestimate me, human. / I am your rival." The collection's general aesthetic evokes a gratifying sense of nostalgia for yesterday, as all the pages contain a full-bleed sepia tone, and the accompanying artwork has a vintage appeal, celebrating at once both an era of yesteryear and eternal timelessness.

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