Kinky Friedman is a Jewish Texan country-and-western singer tunred Greenwich Village amateur detective, with a collection of smelly cigars, a cat, and two former—but simultaneous—girlfriends named Judy. Shortly after the possibly suspicious death of one of his closest friends, Kinky finds himself short one Judy, as Uptown Judy vanishes under mysterious circumstances. Before long, the death and the disappearance seem to be connected, along with Elvis impersonators, a missing documentary film, and a five-year-old mob murder. It’ll take the Kinkster, with an assist from the Village Irregulars and Downtown Judy, to wrap this case like a New York Tex-Mex, decidedly nonkosher burrito. “Kinky is a hip hybrid of Groucho Marx and Sam Spade.”—Chicago Tribune

A story featuring the foul-mouthed Kinky Friedman, ace private eye. Little old ladies are dropping dead at an alarming rate in the vicinity of the family's ranch/summer camp in Texas, and Kinky is asked to investigate. A faded photograph of ten pretty girls is just the clue he needs.

Cowboy Logic is filled with the bons mots of our favorite Texas legend, "the oldest Jew in Texas who doesn't own real estate." Complementing his ageless (and outrageous) maxims organized thematically are original cartoons and illustrations by the brilliant Ace Reid. For example: *Always respect your superiors, if you have any.*Where there's a will, there's a lawyer.*A happy childhood is the worst possible preparation for life.*Trust me. I'm a Jew. I'll hire good people.*Happiness is a moving target. Kinky is famous for his one-liners, and here are the best of them.

A blow on the head sends PI Kinky Friedman back in time to his early days as a private eye. One of his first cases involved his girlfriend, Judy, claiming to have seen her old lover, Tom, alive. Officially, he was killed during the Vietnam War and was buried with full military honors.

The place is New York City's Greenwich Village. The corpse is found holding 11 pink roses. The suspects are as strange as the crime. And the detective just happens to be a country singer named Kinky Friedman in his wild, witty, and wisecracking debut novel.

Kinky Friedman, the poet of country music, the misogynist of mystery, the writer, musician and all-rounder, is the author of this collection of tales of murder, mystery and general screwing around.

A moggy is stolen from a pet show, and when Kinky is persuaded to search for it, he happens across a dead body and a murderer with a strange sense of humour.