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Posted on October 4, 2014 - by

Schnootie the Schnauzer Has Her Say #cozy #mystery

 

Schnootie with her family

by Schnootie the Schnauzer and Evinrude the cat from Lucy Burdette’s Key West food critic mysteries

Schnootie: “Woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, bacon, woof, woof. Woof, woof, Evinrude. Woof, woof, woof, Santa, woof woof! Damn cat!

Evinrude: “That dumb dog can’t even speak English. And she gets riled up in the flick of a cat’s tail. I think she’s trying to tell you that she has a big part in the next book. I’ll show you–big deal.”

Evinrude looking fierce

From DEATH WITH ALL THE TRIMMINGS, coming December 2:

Schnootie began to bark furiously and flung herself to the end of her leash. She choked and sputtered and started to bark again.

Mr. Renhart, who had been sleeping in a hammock on their boat, struggled to sit up, finally tipping out of the sling and slamming onto the deck. “Shut up, damn dog!” he yelped.

Mrs. Renhart rushed out to check on the commotion.

“What’s the problem, silver beastie?” she asked as she scooped up the dog and buried her nose in her fur. “Did Daddy scare you?”

Mr. Renhart struggled to his feet, scowling, and stomped back indoors. Schnootie tried to wiggle out of her arms, still barking. Mrs. Renhart looked over at us.

“Schnootie,” she said, “it’s only Santa’s elves. Were you a good doggie this year? Mommy’s going to take you to the drag bar later to have your picture taken with Santa and those great big pretty ladies.” She cracked a huge smile. “That’s going to be our Christmas card photo this year.”

Miss Gloria burst out laughing. I bit my lip to keep from joining her, not wanting to hurt our neighbor’s feelings. But Schnootie posing with drag queens? I started to giggle.

“Anyway, so sorry about all the ruckus,” Mrs. Renhart said. “Schnootie didn’t recognize you in those outfits. She must have thought you were men. She doesn’t even like Mr. R., especially since he’s started growing that silly beard.” 
She ducked her chin at the door through which her outraged husband had retreated.

Schnootie wasn’t the only one with mixed feelings about Mr. Renhart.

Still chuckling, Miss Gloria and I both removed our hats and the dog quieted immediately. Mrs. Renhart motioned good-bye with Schnootie’s paw and returned to her houseboat’s cabin.

DEATH WITH ALL THE TRIMMINGS is available for pre-order at your favorite independent bookstore, or Barnes and Noble, or Amazon, or wherever books are sold!


Posted on August 24, 2014 - by

You Can Lead a Cat to Water by Lucy Burdette

 

Lucy Burdette (1985) with Jack the cat, model for Evinrude

 

A post written by Evinrude the cat, from Lucy Burdette‘s Key West food critic mysteries

You’ve probably heard it said that cats aren’t flexible; that we don’t travel well. I, Evinrude, handsome gray tiger, am here to say it all depends on how our people handle things. Take my person, Hayley Snow. First she pops off and moves us from New Jersey to Key West to live with some guy she hardly knows, who can’t stand cats because of our litter boxes. Believe me, there were plenty of other places I was thinking of going by the time we left his inhospitable home–like in his polished oxfords or his basket of clean laundry.

Anyway, I digress. Anyone with four feet and a tail could have told you that relationship wasn’t going to work out. So then she moved us to her friend Connie’s houseboat. After I got over the shock of me, Evinrude, a cat from Jersey, living on the water, I’ve gotten to enjoy the lifestyle. There was a murder of course (AN APPETITE FOR MURDER), and as one fan so kindly pointed out, it would have been nice if Hayley had looked a little harder when I went missing.

But now all is forgiven and we’re living on Miss Gloria’s houseboat (DEATH IN FOUR COURSES) with her pesky little cat Sparky. Don’t tell Hayley, but it’s kind of fun to have someone to pal around with. The only thing I don’t like about the whole Key West situation is how Hayley comes back from the sunset celebration all worked up about Dominque and his flying house cats. If she thinks I’m going to jump through flaming hoops for a little taste of sushi, let’s just say she’s meowing up the wrong tree.

How about you cats? Have your people put you through more than you should be expected to handle?

The Key West food critic mysteries featuring Evinrude the cat are available wherever books are sold. You can also follow Lucy on Twitter @lucyburdette, “like” her on Facebook, follow her on Pinterest



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