After solving two small-town murders, I’d thought I’d seen everything. Cue the last thing I ever expected to happen—a dog wedding.

Of course, my best friend is bothered when the owner-of-the-bride selects her rival baker to make the posh cake for her poodle pair. So when said rival turns up dead, everyone is quick to point their fingers straight at my bestie.

I, for one, know everyone’s barking up the wrong tree, but the evidence against her is already stacking up like layers of one magnificent murder cake.

Doggone it, I can’t keep my nose out of this one, no matter what my kind-of, sort-of detective boyfriend demands. It’s time to put all my hard-earned skills as an amateur sleuth to the test. My best friend’s career—and her freedom—is riding on it.

My dog grooming business has picked up big time, thanks in part to my role in solving a local murder. Now I’ve got more dogs than I can handle—and a fresh case to solve. Who needs time for a personal life, am I right?

Unfortunately, it seems like everyone had a bone to pick with Joey Atkins, local dog breeder and recent murder victim. Yup, his list of disgruntled clients is more than I can shake a stick at, including a good friend of mine who just might be the prime suspect.

It’s enough to make me barking mad, especially when the situation turns ruff. Can I sniff out the killer, or will this case have me running away with my tail between my legs?

Hi, I’m Leslie Winters, and when I left Houston for my hometown of Pecan, Texas, I needed a do-over in a big way. So I set up shop in my dad’s old shed and took on clients less likely to run off with now-cheating exes.

My pet-grooming business turned out to be a pretty fun way to make ends meet… until I dropped off two tough Pomeranian clients at their home, and found their dead owner waiting for us.

Then local law enforcement finds me at the scene, and my dachshund finds the murder weapon right in front of them. Oh, boy!

Now I’m out to solve the crime before a certain dreamy detective tries to collar me for the crime. But someone is on my tail, and they’re making it clear they don’t want me to investigate.

After a few close shaves, I’m now more determined than ever to solve this case. Can I figure out whodunnit before I wind up in deep do-do or worse?