A rolicking holiday novella I’d heard the term “howl at the moon” before. But how was I supposed to know my little demon dog, Vel, would turn it into a compulsion? Moon Madness has hit Croakies like an out-of-control freight train. My demon dog is howling at the moon. Somebody ate one of my neighbors. And things are falling apart in the city of Enchanted. Buckle up lunar lovers. This ride is about to get bumpy.