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A Catskills Pet Rescue Mystery #2

November 2021
On Sale: November 16, 2021
288 pages
ISBN: 0593201523
EAN: 9780593201527
Kindle: B08VRRS1YK
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Also by Deborah Blake:
Claws for Suspicion, May 2022
Doggone Deadly, November 2021
Furbidden Fatality, March 2021
Dangerously Driven, August 2018

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“Quick, hide me!” Suz said as she ran into the large white tent.

Kari Stuart looked up from where she was positioning a freestanding wall featuring pictures of animals currently up for adoption at the Serenity Sanctuary, almost dropping the display on her foot. Kari wasn’t sure which amazed her more--that her best friend, who was six feet tall with spiky lavender hair, thought she could actually hide behind five-foot-five, brown-haired Kari, or that there was something Suz would feel the need to hide from at all. They’d been friends since grade school and as far as Kari knew, Suz wasn’t afraid of anything.

“Is there a demon chasing you?’ Kari asked, shifting one side of the hinged board so the whole thing was more stable. They were on the park-like grounds of the two year state college in Perryville, not far from their home town of Lakeview, for the annual Tri-county Kennel Club Show. Suz was a member of the local kennel club, one of three clubs putting on the event, and she’d been roped into taking on the coordinator role when someone else backed out at the last minute. In turn, she’d persuaded (okay, bribed) Kari into helping, by giving her the chance to have a fundraising and awareness raising booth for the shelter.

“Worse,” Suz said as she ducked behind one of the two long folding tables covered with white cloths. “You haven’t seen me. You don’t know where I am.” A pile of adoption application forms on top of the table quivered, threatening to topple over into the volunteer sign-up sheet next to them.

The set-up was fairly simple, in part because it had been thrown together quickly, and in part because AKC rules said that no unregistered dogs could be allowed onto the show grounds. That meant that Kari had only been able to bring photos of the dogs they currently had up for adoption, along with two metal cages—now perched atop the table not lined with application and information sheets--holding four adorable kittens each.

A third cage held a half-grown black kitten named Queenie, who was definitely not up for adoption, since she belonged to Kari. Or vice versa. It was often hard to tell. Queenie had insisted on coming along, so she was currently lounging on a cat bed, supervising Kari as she arranged the rest of the displays.

“Miss Stuart,” a piercing voice said as a statuesque and well-preserved woman in her mid sixties strode into the tent as if she owned it. “I am looking for Suzanne. Have you seen her?”

“Apparently not,” Kari said, suddenly understanding why her friend was hiding behind a table. “Is there anything I can help you with, Mrs. Weiner?”

Olivia Weiner was well known in Lakeview, and probably admired and dreaded in about equal measure. Not only was she the president of the garden club, the literary book club, and the kennel club, but her husband Jack Weiner had a used car “empire” that stretched over a half a dozen counties.

Olivia, with her professionally cut and dyed blonde hair, piercing hazel eyes, and perfect figure maintained it with rigorous dieting and the religious use of a personal trainer, appeared in all of his ads along with her purebred dogs. She was wearing a floral skirt and jacket suit that had “designer” written all over it, a sharp contrast to Kari’s jeans and tee shirt. No doubt Olivia achieved many good things with all the committees she worked on, but Kari had always found her a little intimidating.

“For goodness sake,” Olivia said, looking around the tent with disapproval radiating from her rigid posture. “I can’t imagine why the show committee agreed to allow this. As you may know, I voted against it.” She frowned at the donation jar on the end of one table, and the pictures of three grinning pit bulls, an elderly beagle with lopsided ears, and some sort of poodle-schnauzer-wandering hound mix. “Why, most of those dogs aren’t even purebred. Plus that jar is just undignified.”

“And what on earth are those things?” she pointed at the cages, as if offended by the existence of their non-canine occupants. An orange ball of fur opened its tiny mouth and let out a yawn, clearly unimpressed with this loud human.

Kari choked back a laugh and said with a straight face, “Those are kittens. They’re kind of like dogs, only smaller. Most people find them quite adorable.”

Olivia snorted. “At an AKC dog show? It hardly seems suitable.” She turned around and behind her back, Queenie hissed. Kari made a shushing motion. The kitten ignored her, as usual.

The older woman shook her head and sighed. “Well, it’s done now. What isn’t done, unfortunately, are half the tasks your friend Suzanne was supposed to have taken care of before we open the gates in thirty minutes.” Olivia waved a clipboard through the air, as if to prove her point. “The show judges will be arriving any minute now, and there are no water bottles in their tent. What kind of an impression is it going to make, I ask you? We have been hosting this show for over thirty years, and we are renowned for our hospitality.”

“I’m sure Suz is doing her best, Mrs. Weiner,” Kari said. “After all, she just got handed all this extra responsibility two days ago.

“Well, I don’t have time to look for her,” Olivia said, straightening her jacket. “I am being interviewed by the local paper, then recording a video for one of my husband’s commercials, and I need to walk around and make sure everything looks just right. If you see her, tell her that all the remaining items on this checklist need to be completed immediately.” She shoved the clipboard in Kari’s direction. “And remind her that I will be at her tent to get Snowball’s final grooming in exactly one hour.” She took one last look at her expensive watch and stalked out.

As soon as she was gone, Suz straightened up from behind the tablecloth, rubbing grass stains off the knees of her jeans and tugging down the bottom of her red Lakeview Kennel Club tee shirt. “Sorry,” she said with a wry smile. “But I was afraid if I had to talk to Olivia one more time this morning, I was going to end up killing the woman. She has been driving me around the bend.”

(c) Deborah Blake, 2021. Shared with permission from PenguinRandomHouse.

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DOGGONE DEADLY by Deborah Blake

A Catskills Pet Rescue Mystery #2

Doggone Deadly

Kari Stuart is roped into helping out at a dog show--but soon finds she’s bitten off more than she can chew when her best friend is framed for murder in this new Catskills Pet Rescue Mystery.

When the woman who is supposed to run the local dog show calls out sick, dog groomer Suz is asked to take over. But it's too much for her to handle by herself--especially with the president of the kennel club, Olivia Weiner, criticizing her at every turn--so she calls in her best friend, Kari Stuart, with the promise that Kari can set up a fund-raising and kitten-adoption station at the show.

A long and stressful day goes from bad to worse when a local breeder's body is found in the supply tent, with Suz's signature purple-handled shears embedded in her chest. Kari doesn't think for a second that her friend is capable of murder; the police aren't so sure. But trying to run a dog show and investigate a murder at the same time is like herding cats, and Kari will have to rely on the rest of the Serenity Sanctuary staff to keep things running smoothly while she--and her beloved and clever kitten, Queenie--sniff out the truth.

Series | Mystery Pet Lovers | Mystery Cozy [Berkley, On Sale: November 16, 2021, Mass Market Paperback / e-Book, ISBN: 9780593201527 / eISBN: 9780593201534]

Does a cat find clue that solves murders at the dog show?

About Deborah Blake

Deborah Blake

Deborah Blake is the author of multiple romance series, including the Baba Yaga series, as well as over a dozen nonfiction titles. When not writing, Deborah runs The Artisans' Guild, a cooperative shop she founded with a friend in 1999, and also works as a jewelry maker, tarot reader, and energy healer. She lives in a 130-year-old farmhouse in rural upstate New York with numerous cats who supervise all her activities, both magical and mundane.

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Comments

19 comments posted.

Re: Deborah Blake | Exclusive Excerpt: DOGGONE DEADLY + Giveaway!

We have had many pets over the years, but are down to one geriatric pit bull at
the moment. Her name is Lucinda. We have had 10 rescue dogs (my favorite
was Olivia a lab mix who lived 17 years), 5 rescue cats, a rescue ball python, a
flock of rescue peacocks, and many more. We fostered litters of puppies for
several years. The dogs are my favorite, we have had 4 at the same time and
were still taking in foster puppies, and I am sure we will never be without one.
(Patricia Barraclough 2:17am November 12)

I have 5 dogs ones a foster but we will probably end up
adopting me. 3 of my dogs are foster fails already LOL and a
cat who my brother will say is his but he always comes to me
and calls out MAA all over the house for me.
(Amber Hall 5:01am November 12)

We love our current cat, Kitty, and we have had other pets, cats and dogs, in the
past. Our cat is very feisty, and has tortitude!
(John Smith 5:11am November 12)

We adopted Bella from PA Boxer Rescue ten years ago and she
still makes us laugh everyday with her antics!
(Linda Gawthrop 10:35am November 12)

My son fell in love with a friend's Papillion and told us he
wanted one he'd name Peppe when he was only three years old.
It took us two years to find one we could afford, and he
named him Peppe. We had him for 15 years when he passed over
the Rainbow Bridge.
(Tina Rucci 10:59am November 12)

I have a black cat named Smokey. She has me well trained.
(Anna Speed 11:57am November 12)

We have two grandpups who are very cute! Poppy is a mini pinscher and
Austen is a King Cavalier Charles Spaniel. They bring us lots of smiles and
love!
(Maryann Skaritka 1:43pm November 12)

Our Furbaby is Cooper :-) He's a 5 year old lab/huskey mix that we rescued when
he was a few months old.
(Tracy Urschler 5:33pm November 12)

I have a inside little dog and a outside cat that someone left
behind when they moved 2 yrs ago,so she is mine now,,I feed
her and have a place for her to sleep and when I move she will
be a barn cat
(Vickie Couturier 7:10pm November 12)

I do not have any pets. If I had a dog, I would name her
Lola.
(Tanja Dancy 11:54pm November 12)

We currently have two golden retrievers. Lambeau is gold and
a senior at nearly 11. Jerry is mahogany and just turned two
in August. Seeing them play together is a joy!
(Kathleen Gardiner 12:53pm November 13)

Love our pets - we now have all seniors: 1 dog, 3 cats. They rule the
roost!
(Nancy Reynolds 10:41am November 15)

My dog is an eight month old white poodle named Riley. He is very curious,
loves people and other dogs. I am trying to get him to like riding in a car
because I do travel alot and want to take him with me.
(Jackie Wisherd 12:24pm November 15)

I have a "calico tabby" named Hemi who came to me when she
was just around 8 weeks old, a tiny little runt. Now she's a
big rambunctious 5 year old.
(Alicia Kozak 12:29pm November 15)

We had a black lab for 16 years. She was the best girl ever.
Really miss her.
(Margie Takala 3:45pm November 15)

I had a blue tick hound named Sparky and a border collie
named Barney. Gerald was king of the household and as a
Maine Coon cat was big as Maine Coons are the largest
domestic cats.
(Alyson Widen 11:44pm November 15)

I have a very good dog I got from a rescue place. Lizzie is my girl. I've had her for 10 years now and she is great. Might be spoiled a little but she's worth a little spoiling. Love Her!
(Sharon Extine 6:03am November 16)

Auggie is 14 years old and a good boy!
(Rebecca Shields 6:20am November 17)

We have four cats: Morgan, Chloe, Stewart, and Colby. They
are wonderful kitties!
(Kelly Mcburney 11:35pm November 19)

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