Three mystery novels. Three (or more) murders. Three animal witnesses. Let the fun begin. It all begins with a murdered woman, a frightened dog, and a fake pet psychic who is in for the surprise of her life. Barking Mad at Murder Frankie Chandler is a charlatan. Though she promotes herself as a pet psychic, her profound revelations come from animal behavior books and her ability to interpret the owner’s body language. Then an appointment with a new client goes horribly wrong and leaves her with images of a woman’s murder. Images that came from her canine client. Images that match the description of a body discovered in the Arizona desert. Being a real pet psychic doesn’t come with a manual. Frankie’s overwhelmed by messages from every passing pooch and cranky cat. If she doesn’t figure out how to control her new ability, she’ll go mad. She’ll also miss additional clues that could help catch the killer, and catch the killer she must, because the skeptical detective in charge of the case doesn’t believe she can communicate with the crime’s only witness. But the killer does, and Frankie must convince the frightened dog to reveal the whole story before it's too late...for both of them. A Bird’s Eye View of Murder Pet psychic Frankie Chandler is feeling frazzled. Ever since the night she lost her ability to communicate with animals--and wound up reading the minds of two potential dates--nothing seems to be going right. Her new animal behavior business is a dud, and her love life is as dry as the Arizona desert. To top it off, Frankie's assertive Aunt Gertrude is in town to attend the premiere of Blue-Ribbon Babes, the Baking Channel's latest show. When Frankie and Auntie stumble over the body of the newly appointed Blue-Ribbon Queen, Detective Martin Bowers suspects that Auntie knows more about the victim than she's admitting. The only witness to the murder is an unfriendly cockatoo that's obsessed with cats. Frankie scrambles to revive her talent for talking to animals before the police arrest Aunt Gertrude, but the more she finds out about the victim, the more she wonders if Auntie is guilty. An Almost Purrfect Murder When Frankie Chandler boards an Alaskan cruise ship, she’s hardly a cheerful advertisement for sailing the ocean blue. Her best (and only) friend is getting married, which means the end of impromptu girl’s nights. Her only consolation is the all-night buffet, but even that can’t make up for the body she discovers below her balcony. The only witnesses are a troupe of performing cats. Just when things can’t get any more bizarre, Detective Martin Bowers joins the cruise in Juneau, and the investigation isn’t the only thing about to heat up. Mystery meets romance in these comedic romps through the minds of furry and feathered friends.