From the rescue—to the rescue! Love talking pets and theme parks? Then welcome to Huckleberry Hollow.**The purrfect crime needs the purrfect detectives.Two cats, nine lives, one murder case.A Note from the Meet my sweet cats! (Yes, the real Fish and Chip are on the COVER!) We can't wait for you to join us on our mew adventure! I adopted Fish and Chip from the local shelter when they were just furry little kittens and I just love them to bits. I hope you will too! _*A Country Cottage Inn Cozy Mysteries CROSSOVER!Book_ My name is Josie Janglewood, and I can read the minds of animals. Not every animal, not every time, but enough to know that my cat Chip thinks my romantic history deserves its own cautionary tale. Especially my latest decision—taking a job managing Huckleberry Hollow Wonderland, a struggling theme park that’s seen better days.After discovering my husband in a compromising position with his yoga instructor, I needed a fresh start. What I got was a dead body in the funhouse on my very first day. Now I’m juggling broken rides, a murder investigation, and two opinionated cats who’ve become the park’s unofficial mascots. Fish, a black and white tabby who belongs to my friend Bizzy Baker Wilder from Cider Cove, and Chip, my food-obsessed orange fluffball, are surprisingly helpful sleuths—when they’re not critiquing my amateur detective skills or my budding attraction to the all-too-handsome Detective Drake. The victim, a notoriously cruel food critic, had plenty of enemies among the travel writers’ conference being hosted at the park. But as mysterious footprints, missing collector pins, and old park secrets begin to surface, I realize someone has gone to elaborate lengths to frame the wrong person. With the help of my feline sidekicks and some eccentric friends, I need to catch a killer before they strike again. Because in Huckleberry Hollow, the rides may be rickety, but the murder plots are perfectly engineered. Meet the cuteWait, we got our own book?Since when are we solving mysteries?Since that food critic turned up dead in the funhouse.That’s right! We’ve got our very own cozy mystery series!Does this mean we get royalties?Preferably in tuna form?Focus, orange one.At least they got the food-obsessed part right for me.Though they failed to mention my award-worthy napping skills.I see they included that handsome detective. The one who keeps making our human blush and drop things.The bacon provider? I approve of him. His treat distribution technique shows promise.**
