What You Don’t Expect When You’re Expecting

When you're expecting your first child any day now, you don’t expect to deal with . . .

•  A femme fatale French bulldog who likes designer clothes cut down to size
•  A diva Afghan hound with a penchant for escape and sexual escapades
• A musician husband who fails to tell you he’s recording with the hottest girl group around
•  A mother who tracks your every move with her smart phone’s spy app
• A grandmotherly chauffeur who wants to hand-feed you
• A hometown that’s re-branding itself as a pet-friendly resort
• A trusted worker who might be a corporate spy  
• An arson investigator who may not exist
• A social media account designed to destroy you

And I haven’t even mentioned the double murder. Or the rumors about your unfortunate incarceration. Or the fact that you’re due to deliver, and you’ve never even changed a diaper; the good news is your husband’s French bulldog will let you practice on her.

Thirty-eight weeks pregnant, Whiskey Mattimoe must deal with all that and much more in Whiskey, Large, the 7^th book in the series.