Sneaky Interviews Cupcake the Bassett Hound from Six Dogs ‘Til Sunday by Lia Farrell

I’ve been interviewing quite a few dogs lately. Today I have the pleasure to chat with the Bassett Hound from Six Dogs ‘Til Sunday that is on a blog tour with Escape with Dollycas into a Good Book.

Hi, Pup. Welcome to my library cat blog. What is your name and your author’s name?

My author’s name is Lia Farrell and my name is Cupcake. I’m a young Bassett hound and I’m still growing into my extra-long ears and tail.

I can see that. Mice to meet you.

What book(s) have you appeared in? Please list them and their genre.

I’ve appeared in “Four Dog’s Sake” and in “Six Dogs ‘Til Sunday.” Both books are cozy mysteries.

My favorite books.

Are you in a series? If so, please give information about it.

Yes, I’m in a series of cozies called the Mae December mysteries. They feature Mae December, an extra-sweet dog lover, who runs a boarding kennel in Rosedale, Tennessee. We have six dogs in our family, although some of them are babies and will soon go to their new homes. I belong to Matt. I was his 5th birthday present. Mae and Ben and Matt are keeping me forever!

Sounds purrfect.

Are you based on a real animal such as your author’s? If so, please give further details.

My author’s best friend in high school had a pregnant basset hound. Lia got to see the babies being born. She wanted to take one home, but her father said “no.” I’m lucky that Matt’s father, Sheriff Ben Bradley, said “yes.”

Great story. I think real life pets have a way of infiltrating themselves into their author’s books whether or not they have lived with them.

Can you share an excerpt from one of your books that features you in an important scene? If so, please include it.

This scene is important because the house Mae and her friend are viewing is the venue for a movie called “Murder in Music City.” It’s a story about a missing girl who is presumed dead and the bad guy who kidnapped her is caught in the house.

“Mae clipped a leash on Cupcake the basset hound (that’s me!). Cupcake was still young enough to be excited about going anywhere (true). Looking at her, Mae smiled. She was small for a basset but well-endowed in the ears department. “I’m glad we don’t have to tie those ears up anymore, Cupcake.” (me, too) At the sound of her name, the dog looked up and wagged her tail so hard it thumped her ribs on either side. “Still have to grow into that tail a bit I see.” Mae reached the bottom of her long driveway and turned left, heading down toward the river. She paused to let Cupcake relieve herself on a long clump of grass. When Cupcake was ready, they followed the narrow drive up to the wraparound porch on the old ramshackle place. ‘Hi Mae, this place is a pit,’ Mae’s friend Connie said in a cheerful voice. ‘But if you think those movie people will like it, I can write up their lease today.’ She crouched down next to Cupcake, seemingly unconcerned about the dirty floor or getting dog hair on her black wool coat. ‘Hello, Precious,’ she said. Cupcake licked her cheek and Connie laughed. (I’m loving the attention) ‘I’m just getting back on track after the holidays. Did you have a good Christmas?’ Mae asked her friend. ‘We did, but I was more than ready for my kids to go back to school yesterday. All three of them were disappointed that Rob and I didn’t get them a puppy for Christmas and they weren’t shy about letting us know.’ (More parents who say “no” to acquiring puppies. Silly people. Puppies are great)

Pawsome excerpt!

What do you like most about your role in your authors’ books?

My favorite scene in the series was when I got to be in Mae and Ben’s wedding! Here’s my grand entrance. “All the guests were standing there was a collective aww as Matthew and Cupcake the basset hound (that’s me!) made their entrance. Matthew looked so handsome in his tuxedo. Showing no trace of nerves, he led his little dog straight to the assembled wedding party. “Good job, Buddy,” Ben whispered to his little boy when the pair reached him. Matt smiled and Cupcake wagged her tail. “You too, Cupcake.” (I beamed)

That’s a pawsome scene, too.

Are you a talking dog in your books or just a silent petlike I am?

I’m silent, but pretty darn good at expressing my emotions and getting what I want in terms of food and cuddling.

Good for you. I’m the same.

What advice would you give other dog characters?

Have fun being famous! Everyone pets you and you get extra treats when they find out you are in a book!

What pet character can resist treats?

Do you have any new books coming out? Please give dates and details.

“Six Dogs ‘Til Sunday” by Lia Farrell was just released.

Condogalations!

Are you and/or your author on social media? If so, please list your links.

https://www.liafarrell.net/

https://www.facebook.com/liafarrellauthor/?ref=bookmarks

Thank you so much for chatting with me, Cupcake, and best tail wags to you and your author on your new release and blog tour. I’m including the rafflecopter link for people who want enter your giveaway. http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/02887792680/?widget_template=56d5f80dbc544fb30fda66f0

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Sneaky Interviews Socrates, the Dog from Paws and Predicaments by Bethany Blake

Meow there. It’s Sneaky with another character pet interview. Today, I chatted with the dog from Paws and Predicaments by Bethany Blake. This new cozy mystery is on tour with Escape with Dollycas Into a Good Book.

Hello, pup. Please tell me your name and your author’s name.

My name is Socrates, and my author’s name is Bethany Blake.

What book(s) have you appeared in?

I have appeared in Death by Chocolate Lab, Dial Meow for Murder and Pawprints & Predicaments. These are all “cozy mysteries,” although I am not a cuddly, cozy kind of canine.

I see. Tell me about your series.

The series is called the Lucky Paws Petsitting Mysteries. My person, Daphne Templeton, is a pet sitter who solves murders on the side, although I know she sees me rolling my eyes and hears me growling to let her know that I think she should leave the investigating to Detective Jonathan Black. He rolls his eyes and grumbles a lot, too. Which doesn’t hide the fact that he’s very fond of her.

Sounds pawsome.

Are you based on a real dog such as your author’s? If so, please give further details.

No! I am very stoic and well behaved. My author’s dog likes to jump the fence and crash the neighbors’ barbecues. Not dignified behavior at all!

That’s the advantage of being a character dog and not a real one, although I’m not too impressed with dogs in general. Cats are way superior, both real and character. Just my feline opinion.

Can you share an excerpt from one of your books that features you in an important scene? If so, please include it.

Actually, I have three pivotal scenes in three different books! I have rescued Daphne on several occasions, once by running from our lovely town of Sylvan Creek halfway to Lake Wallapawakee. And I do not normally run, nor cavort—unless I’m with my best friend, Artie the one-eared Chihuahua. But I’d rather not talk about that.

Okay. We can keep that off the record.

What do you like most about your role in your authors’ books?

I am the steadying force, and the bark of reason. My person, Daphne, is a bit flighty—although she continually matures. However, I think it will always be up to me to keep her safe and remind her that solving murders can be dangerous.

Daphne sounds like Gilly, Alicia’s friend who takes on the role of amateur sleuth as our series progresses. I continue to help direct both of them to clues, of claws.

Are you a talking pet in your books or just a silent one like I am who just meows occasionally?

I live with a very vocal feline named Tinkleston, although he doesn’t speak English. Nor do I. I am largely silent. I only woof when necessary.

So you do have a cat in your books. Purrfect.

What advice would you give other dog characters?

1. Don’t drool. 2. Don’t jump up on people. 3. Don’t wear novelty sweaters. 4. Don’t drool.

Glad you repeated “don’t drool.” I can’t stand it when my dog co-star Fido slobbers all over the place.

Do you have any new books coming out? Please give dates and details.

My new book is Pawprints & Predicaments. It comes out February 27th, and it’s all about a murder that takes place at a Polar Bear Plunge. I think the human habit of jumping into half-frozen lakes is ridiculous, so, to be honest, I had my back turned the whole time.

Are you and/or your author on social media? If so, please list your links.

My author is very social.

She can be found at:

https://www.facebook.com/bethanyblakewriter

https://twitter.com/bethanyblakeau1

https://www.goodreads.com/bethanyblake

https://instagram.com/bethanyblakemysteries

Very mice. I’m sure my author will follow yours and the readers of this blog, too. Best dog bones on your new release and tail wags to a great blog tour. Here’s the link to your tour’s rafflecopter for those who wish to enter:

http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/02887792679/?widget_template=56d5f80dbc544fb30fda66f0

Sneaky Interviews Beast from Lena Gregory’s Bay Island Psychic Mysteries

I’m excited to have a new guest here today, even though he’s a dog. What is your name and your author’s name, canine sir?

I’m Beast, and my author is Lena Gregory.

Ah, yes, my author interviewed your author on her other blog.

What book(s) have you appeared in? Please list them and their genre.

I appear regularly in Lena’s cozy mysteries, Death at First Sight, Occult and Battery, and Clairvoyant and Present Danger. All of the books are from the Bay Island Psychic Mysteries series.

How doggone nice. I have two dog  co-stars in my Cobble Cove mysteries – Fido is a regular character, and Ruby is has some cameo scenes. Of claus, I am the cat star.

Are you based on a real dog such as your author’s? If so, please give further details.

I’m a Leonberger, so part of my personality is based on my breed, and part is based on a combination of the dogs my author has had over the years. Some of my mishaps actually happened, especially some of the things I get into.

Dogs aren’t quite as good at cats at mishaps, but I’m sure you’ve had your share.

Talking about sharing, can you share an excerpt from one of your books that features you in an important scene? If so, please include it.

This is a scene from Occult and Battery, when Cass’s friend Bee decides to take me for a walk. Of course, this was before I started my training classes. Right before. So you’ll have to forgive my manners. Though I have to admit, I still laugh every time I think about it.

Beast danced around in circles while Bee tried to clip the leash onto his collar. “Will you stay still already?”

“Sit.”

Beast ignored Cass’s command/request/whatever.

Bee paused for a minute to stare at her, brow lifted in a you’ve-got-to-be-kidding-me look.

She rolled her eyes and turned to open the door.

Beast shot through the gap before she had it fully open, dragging Bee behind him. Even with his two-handed grip on the leash, Bee couldn’t slow the fleeing animal.

Ugh . . .

Stephanie burst out laughing.

“Not funny,” Bee called over his shoulder as he tried to stop Beast before they reached the back stairway. They rounded the corner at the end of the hall, and Beast launched himself down the stairs.

Bee’s shoulder hit the wall, and he ricocheted off. A tremendous racket—filled with bangs and curses—followed.

Ah jeez. Resisting the urge to go back to bed and pull the covers over her head, Cass ran down the remainder of the hallway. She skidded to a stop, with Stephanie breathing down her neck, when she reached the top of the stairs.

Bee lay in a heap at the bottom, leash tangled around him, Beast licking his face.

“Are you all right?” Cass yelled down.

“That is a rhetorical question, right?” Bee pushed up to sit, lifted one foot, and started untangling the leash.

Cass and Stephanie pounded down the stairs. When they reached him, they each grabbed one arm and helped haul him to his feet.

Once he was standing, Bee smoothed his jacket, adjusted his scarf, and tousled his hair.

“Are you hurt?” Grabbing the leash, Cass helped him disentangle himself.

Beast dropped his tongue out of the side of his mouth, panting frantically.

“I don’t think so.”

Stephanie handed Bee one of his shoes.

He took it and bent to put it back on.

With a quick look over Bee’s back at Cass, Stephanie caught her lip between her teeth to keep from laughing. She couldn’t stop the laughter from reaching her eyes, though.

Cass bit the inside of her cheek.

“Don’t think I don’t know what the two of you are doing,” Bee said. If looks could kill . . .

Laughter blurted out, and Cass slapped a hand over her mouth. “I’m . . .” She sucked in a breath and tried to control herself. “Sorry.”

“No you’re not.” He pointed at her. “You. Better. Get. This. Dog. Trained!”

She nodded, her head bobbing like a bobblehead, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Stephanie hiccupped as she tried to contain her own outburst.

A smile tugged at the corners of Bee’s mouth. “I think it was the shoe bouncing down that made all that noise.”

“Really?” Laughter erupted. This time Cass made no attempt to restrain it. “Was it the shoe cursing up a storm too?”

“Ha ha.” Finally Bee joined their laughter. “Just schedule some kind of obedience classes for this animal. Before he hurts somebody.”

Beast tipped his head innocently to the side, his eyes wide.

“Yeah, right.” Taking the leash from her once more, Bee eyed the dog warily. “That innocent routine doesn’t work with me, buddy.”

“Are you sure you still want to walk him? I can do it.” Cass said.

He waved her off and headed for the back of the house. “Even a tumble down the stairs is better than a conversation with the police.”

Wow! You deserve a juicy bone for that.

Thank you, Sneaky.

What do you like most about your role in your authors’ books?

I always have fun, and I’m always loved. No matter that Cass has never had a pet before, and just between us has no clue what she’s doing, she loves me with all of her heart.

You’re a lucky pup. Alicia’s had cats before, but none at this point in her life. Even though I live in the library, I get to go home with her once in a while. When I went missing in her last book, she searched high and low for me, so I know she cares a lot for me.

Are you a talking dog in your books or just a silent one?

Well, I’m pretty much a silent dog, but I do get my point across when needed

A good bark will do that, although cats have many more sound options that dogs. We can purr, hiss, meow, screech, etc.

What advice would you give other pet characters?

I would probably tell other pet characters to make sure their voices are heard. Heros and heroines are quite chatty, so make sure your author hears from you too.

I like that. High Paws to you, Beast.

Do you have any new books coming out? Please give dates and details.

Clairvoyant and Present Danger, the third book in the Bay Island Psychic Mysteries series was just released.

Are you and/or your author on social media? If so, please list your links.

My author and I love hanging out on social media. You can find us at:

Website:  http://www.lenagregory.com/

Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/lena.gregory.986

Facebook Page:  https://www.facebook.com/Lena.Gregory.Author/?fref=ts

Twitter:  https://twitter.com/LenaGregory03

Goodreads:  https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/14956514.Lena_Gregory?from_search=true

Pinterest:  https://www.pinterest.com/lenagregoryauth/

Sneaky’s Interview of Paw from the Dog Detective Cozy Mysteries by Sandra Baublitz

Good day, fellow readers. If you haven’t noticed, my blog is now devoted to all pet litterature not just that of cat writing. It’s my pleasure to again feature a guest of the canine persuasion. What is your name, Mr. Dog, and your author’s name?

My name is Paudius Pernivious, Paw for short. My author’s name is Sandra Baublitz.

Paws up, Paw! What book(s) have you appeared in? Please list them and their genre.

 

 

 

I am in The Dog Detective cozy mysteries: Mastiffs, Mystery, and Murder (Novel 1), and the following short stories – The Mystery of the Blue Dolphins (1), The Mystery of Aunt Carol’s Disappearance (2), The Mystery of the Body in the Shed (3), The Mystery of the Missing Bear (4), and The Mystery of the Missing Actor (5). Mastiffs, Mystery, and Murder is available in audio too.

That’s pawsome. Please give information about your tails. I mean tales.

I sniff out clues to help my amateur sleuth owner in the Dog Detective Series. You see (pauses while he scratches his ear), sorry about that, it’s fleas. The bane of every dog I know. Now, where was I… Oh right. You see I bark and dig and find clues that my owner might miss. Plus, I protect her from criminals and killers. A loyal dog’s job is to guard his owner.

(Sneaky moves to another spot). Sorry, I don’t want to catch your fleas. Now tell me are you based on a real dog such as your author’s? If so, please give further details.

I’m based on a puppy my owner met years ago and wanted to own. The puppy was owned by her co-worker. Plus, I’m based on the Beethoven movies. I think I look a lot like the handsome Saint Bernard who played the lead in Beethoven.

I’m not familiar with that  production because I prefer to see cat movies, but you are quite cute for a dog. Can you share an excerpt from one of your books that features you in an important scene? If so, please include it.

I lost my grip on Paw’s collar, and he jerked from my grasp. I landed on the hall floor with Bruce on top of me.

Oomph! My breath rushed out of me. As I tried to sit up, one of Matt’s Chihuahuas raced past me, chasing after Paw and the mastiff.

I turned in time to see the dogs reach the elevator.

By now, the guard and manager had risen to their feet, and Matt had stumbled out of his room. But Bruce and I were still half-lying in the middle of the hallway.

Shelbee and Jac were trapped in our hotel room by Bruce’s and my legs.

Bruce and I scurried to our feet in time to the ping of the elevator arriving.

The elevator doors opened, and I breathed a sigh of relief that no one was on it.

Who knew what the mastiff would do in his frantic state?

The night manager and guard along with Matt and Bruce started running to the elevators. It looked like they were going to be able to corner the dogs safely. I assumed Paw was going to try to stop the mastiff from getting away.

Imagine my surprise when Paw barked and led the dogs into the elevator.

I stood in shock. I didn’t know what Paw thought he was doing. It looked, though, like the guys were still going to be able to catch them.

Then Paw gave me a pointed look as if to say “follow me” and jumped up, hitting the inside panel of buttons on the elevator.

The doors closed a second before the guys reached them.

The indicator light’s down arrow turned green, and the elevator began its descent.

Had Paw meant to do that?

Not bad. About on the par as Fido, my dog co-star’s acting in our Cobble Cove mystery series. Of Claws, it doesn’t come close to mine, but I’m a cat.

What do you like most about your role in your authors’ books?

I like finding the clues. I love my owner and want her to reach her goals. The more clues I find, the quicker she solves the mystery and that makes her happy.

A typical canine response. I find clues, too, and I hope my humans notice them, although they’re pretty naive. Alicia’s smart for a woman, but she often misinterprets what I try to show her. Then she wants to take all the credit when she figures it out.

Are you a talking dog in your books or just a silent one like I am who just meows and purrs occasionally?

I woof and bark.

The dogs I’ve encountered don’t have much a repertoire of sounds that we felines do. My meows alone can vary in dozens of pitches and tones from hisses to yowls.

What advice would you give other dog characters?

Protect your sleuth, work hard, and have some fun. A little mischief now and then enlivens your author’s life and her book.

Another typical canine reply. My advice has always been to aim for the best parts in the mystery and your photo on the cover. I also managed to purrsuade my author to create this pawsome blog for me.

Do you have any new books coming out? Please give dates and details.

I’m in the next Dog Detective novel which is book 2. My author hopes to have it out by March. She hasn’t given it a title yet, but in this one, my owner and her friends are staying at our local Bed and Breakfast. They’re acting in a murder mystery game, but one of the guests dies before the game begins. I put my nose to the ground to track the killer. Wink. Wink. And I’m joined by some new pet characters. A Bassett hound named Henry and two cats, Rascal and Saber. Plus, Samuel and Bitsy from the first book are back.

Ah, so you have cat co-stars. Very mice. I like the idea of a murder mystery mystery.

Are you and/or your author on social media? If so, please list your links.

We’re on Facebook, Twitter. We love to visit with our readers.

Great! Best tail wags to you and your author on your series and future writings. I also have an interview scheduled with your author and her cats that I’m looking forward to.

Sneaky’s Interview of Mouse from Pre-Meditated Murder by Tracy Weber

It’s my lucky day.  I have another pet here on blog tour for her new book with Escape with Dollycas Into a Good Book. Hello, there, Kitty. What is your name and your author’s name?

My name is an unpronounceable combination of purrs, head butts, growls, and smells. Humans, however call me Mouse. I’m a calico Hemingway cat. I have seven toes on each of my front paws. The author who writes about me is Tracy Weber.

How very interesting. I’ve heard about the Hemingway cats. I bet it’s nice having an extra toe. What book(s) have you appeared in? Please list them and their genre.

I’m a new arrival to Tracy’s mystery series, and my first appearance is in her newest Downward Dog Mystery, Pre-Meditated Murder. Tracy’s series is a cozy mystery series.

Very mice. My author Debbie writes the cozy series I’m in, the Cobble Cove mystery series. My co-star is a dog also. Fido is a golden retriever, and I’m a Siamese. Can you tell us more information about your series?

The Downward Dog Mysteries feature yoga teacher/sleuth Kate Davidson and her ferocious-looking German shepherd, Bella. I think Bella is a sweetheart, but she doesn’t like other dogs or most bearded men. I’m hoping that she and I will eventually become fast friends.

I”m sure you will. Fido and I get along quite well. It’s the humans you have to watch out for.

Are you based on a real cat such as your author’s? If so, please give further details.

My author friend Tracy rescued an orange semi-feral kittem named Devil-cat when it was about four months old. Tracy loved Devil-cat, and they lived together in Tracy’s house for sixteen years. Devil-cat on the other hand, didn’t like humans very much, including Tracy and her husband. So Tracy never got to pet her or cuddle with her until the last few months of Devil-cat’s life. The vet thinks Devil-cat probably had a brain tumor near the end, but one of its side effects was that it made her suddenly friendly. So Tracy and Devil-cat got some good bonding in before she passed away a few years ago. Tracy still misses her.

Aw what a touching story. Devil-cat must’ve had a bad experience with humans at a young age. That happens sometimes. I’m so glad your author got to bond with her at the end, and I understand how much she must miss her kitty. My author recently lost her 17-year old cat who was Siamese like me. In fact, my character is based on him. His name was Oliver, and he was the friendliest cat. Everybody loved him especially Debbie, so she misses him a lot, too.

Can you share an excerpt from one of your books that features you in an important scene? If so, please include it.

In this scene, Kate is getting a haircut from the woman who adopted me.

Crystal grasped a large chunk of my hair and prepared to make a few final cuts.

Everything next seemed to happen at once.

The door behind me opened and Rene’s voice called, “Aren’t you about done in here? We’re bored.”

Bella—who stood on leash next to her—spied Mouse, or more accurately, Mouse spied Bella. The calico kitten arched her back like a Halloween decoration, let out a loud yowl, and dove into the hole behind the shampoo bowl.

“Oh no, a cat!” Rene screamed. She broke into a sneezing fit and dropped Bella’s leash.

Bella froze for a moment, torn. On the left was a delectable calico morsel, hers for the eating. On the right, a complete stranger, who held a sharp cutting instrument close to her human’s throat. For a self-proclaimed German shepherd guard dog, the decision was obvious.

Protect the one who feeds you.

Bella dove for Crystal, growling and snapping her teeth. Crystal screamed. Her hand spasmed. The scissors closed, cutting a three-inch-wide swath from my hair. “Help!” she yelled. “Keep that vicious dog away from me!”

“Bella, stop,” I yelled in return. “This is our friend!”

Bella skidded to a stop beside me, then took off after the kitten. She sniffed back and forth between the shampoo bowl and the cabinet, whining.

I gasped at my reflection in the mirror. “My hair!”

The left side of my hair floated down past my shoulders. The right ended at the top of my ear.

Crystal pointed at my right ear and proclaimed, “This isn’t my fault. The dog attacked me!”

I bared my teeth at Rene. She replied with a submissive grin. “At least asymmetrical haircuts are in style.”

What a pawsome scene. Thanks for sharing it.

What do you like most about your role in your authors’ books?

I play a very important role in this book, and it’s nice to be taken seriously. When you’re a semi-feral kitten, people just want to catch you and touch you all the time. They don’t necessarily see how intelligent you are or value what you’re trying to tell them, including “Keep your hands to yourself!” In Tracy’s book, I get to be myself, yet still be the center of attention, at least for a few pivotal scenes. I like that.

I imagine that must be enjoyable. Even though I was found at the Cobble Cove library, I was never feral, but my background is a mystery.

Are you a talking cat in your books or just a silent one like I am who just meows occasionally?

If you mean do I speak English, of course not. What self-respecting kitty would lower herself to use the language of humans?

Well, there are some character cats who talk, but they are mostly in children’s books and animated films.

What advice would you give other cat characters?

Get a good agent and hold out for tuna. Lots and lots of tuna.

Purrfect advice.

Do you have any new books coming out? Please give dates and details.

My book, Pre-Meditated Murder, releases today, January 8th. I’m not mentioned in this blurb about the book, but believe me, I’m an important part of it.

If Kate Doesn’t Act Fast, the Only “I Do” in Michael’s Future Will Be at His Trial

Yoga instructor Kate Davidson is ready to marry her boyfriend Michael, so she’s disappointed when a special dinner doesn’t end with a proposal. But disappointment turns to dismay and outrage as she learns the real problem: Michael is already married and his estranged wife is blackmailing him.

When his wife’s body is found―by Kate and her dog, no less―Michael is strangely unable to remember where he was the night she died. Since Michael has no alibi, Kate steps up to uncover what happened. What she walks into is a tangled web of deceit, obsession, and immigration fraud . . . with Michael trapped in the middle.

Wow, Meow. That sounds pawsome. I wish you and your author luck with it.

Are you and/or your author on social media? If so, please list your links.

I’m not, but my author friend Tracy is. Please friend her at https://www.facebook.com/tracywe.  You can sign up for her author newsletter at http://tracyweberauthor.com/newsletter.html.

I also know you and Tracy are on blog tour for Pre-Meditated Murder. Here is the link to the rafflectopter prize for those who wish to enter: here: http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/02887792660/?widget_template=56d5f80dbc544fb30fda66f0

Thanks for the great interview, Mouse (what an interesting name for a cat) and best whiskers to you and your author on your new release.

Sneaky Interviews Elmer, the beagle puppy from Kappy King and the Puppy Kaper by Amy Lillard

Wow, Meow. It’s my honor to interview another pet character today and one who is on a blog tour. Hello, little doggy, can you introduce yourself and your author, please?

My name is Elmer and I’m a beagle puppy. I live with a woman named Kathryn King, but no one calls her that. She was supposed to be called Kathy, but her youngest brother couldn’t say that and she became Kappy. Plus she makes all the payer kapps in our district. My author’s name is Amy Lillard.

It’s doggone good to meet you, Elmer. What book(s) have you appeared in? Please list them and their genre.

Kappy King and the Puppy Kaper is the first book I’ve appeared in of Amy’s but she’s already recorded a second story with me and she’s working on a third.

That’s pawsome. Are you in a series? If so, please give information about it.

I am in a series. We’re calling it An Amish Mystery series, but Amy refers to them as the Kappy books. They are set in Kishacoquillas Valley, Pennsylvania. Also called Big Valley or Kish Valley. It’s very pretty here, and there are lots of Amish folks.

My author loves the Pennsylvania Dutch country. She even featured shoofly pie in one of our mysteries at the Cobble Cove Inn when the innkeeper served it for Thanksgiving.

Are you based on a real dog such as your author’s? If so, please give further details.

I think so, at least a little bit. Amy used to have a beagle, but he went to doggie heaven last year. He was a good dog, or so she says. She even dedicated the first Kappy book to him. His name was Ammo.Though between you and me, I think she’s more of a cat person. She has three of them living in the house!

So sorry about Ammo, but Amy sounds like my author who is a cat person but also likes dogs. Her cat Oliver whom I am based on went to kitty heaven this past November, but she still has his younger brother, Stripey. By the way, there are also two dogs in our mysteries. My co-star Fido is a golden retriever, but there is also a beagle, Ruby, who belongs to our main character’s best friend, Gilly.

Can you share an excerpt from one of your books that features you in an important scene? If so, please include it.

I would call all the scenes with me in them important, but Kappy and Amy might disagree.

Right now, I’m still a puppy, but I was the means for Kappy and her friend Edie to go see the vet and question him. They think he might have murdered Ruth. She was the breeder where I used to live. It’s across from Kappy, so we’re all neighbors.

Here’s a little scene from the book with me in it.

“Wait,” Edie said. “There’s a young Dr. Brewer?”

The receptionist smiled. Kappy noted that the name on her badge said Bonnie. “That’s right.”

“And he’s a veterinarian as well?” Edie pressed.

“Oh, yes. He took over the practice several years ago. The elder Dr. Brewer only comes in on Mondays and Friday afternoons.”

“And the young Dr. Brewer?” Edie asked.

“He works the rest of the time.” She smiled and pushed their statement across the counter toward the two of them.

Kappy could only give it a cursory glance. She was too busy assessing the information she had just received. Ruth was killed on a Tuesday, and if she had an appointment with a Dr. Brewer, chances are it was the young Dr. Brewer and not the fragile man they had just met.

“Does the doctor make house calls?” Edie asked.

Kappy juggled Elmer in her arms as Edie took the necessary bills out of her wallet. She pushed the money across the counter toward the receptionist.

“Just the young doctor.” She smiled at them. “Let me get you a receipt.”

Kappy nodded, then caught Edie’s stare.

Now what do we do? Edie mouthed.

“Is by chance the young doctor here today?” Kappy asked.

Bonnie counted out her change and shook her head. “Not today. But he does live around back if you ever need him for anything else.”

Kappy wasn’t sure if anything else also included a murder investigation, but she really wanted to talk to the young Dr. Carlton Brewer.

“Thank you.” Edie flashed her a quick smile, and together she and Kappy walked Elmer out to the car.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Edie asked.

“I am if you’re thinking we should go around the back and see if we can find the young Dr. Brewer.” With any luck he would be outside mowing his grass or even watering his garden or something where they could get a good look at him. Maybe even talk to him for just a moment.

Edie thoughtfully tapped her chin. “We have to have a reason . . . ” she said. “So we take Elmer back there to show him how big he’s gotten and just bring up Ruth from there.”

Kappy frowned. She wasn’t sure that would actually work, but she couldn’t come up with anything better. “Let’s go.”

Once again Kappy wished she had brought a collar and leash for the little pup. He didn’t weigh hardly anything, but he wanted down so bad to sniff the ground and see what was new around him that her arms began to ache as she held him in place.

She would definitely have to invest in a leash when she took him home—She reined her thoughts to a quick stop. She wasn’t taking Elmer home. She might like him and she might have even been contemplating getting a dog the night before, but the reality was . . .

Well, the reality was she lived alone, she had no friends except for Edie, who would be leaving soon, and she lived alone. Wait. She’d already said that. It wasn’t like Elmer would fill in the spots when she came home alone. But she knew he would fill other voids.

“There he is.” Edie cocked her head in the direction of the large Victorian-style house. It was painted pale yellow and looked similar to Amish houses other than the color and the ornate trim that seemed to drip from every flat surface. A man sat on the front porch in the rocking chair, a glass of tea on the table at his side and a cell phone pressed to his ear.

“Should we go talk to him?” Kappy asked.

“We’ve come this far,” Edie replied.

The man caught sight of them and seemed to understand their intentions. He held up one finger as if to say he would be off the call shortly and didn’t protest as they climbed the porch steps.

“I’ll call you back,” he said into the receiver. “Yes, that’s right. Okay then. Bye.”

He tapped the phone off, then turned to Edie and Kappy with a smile. “Is that one of Ruth’s puppies?”

“Yes.” Edie spoke as Kappy took one giant step forward and pressed Elmer toward the young Dr. Brewer.

He accepted the dog without complaint, scratching him behind the ears.

A barking good scene. Thank you.

Are you a talking animal in your books or just a silent one like I am who just meows occasionally?

I just bark when strange people come to the house, but I’m hoping to have a bigger role as the series grows. After all, who doesn’t love a beagle?

You must let your author know. I purrsuaded Debbie not only to put my picture on our latest book but also to let me have my own blog.

What advice would you give other dog characters?

Just keep on being the best dog you can be.

That’s definitely something to chew on.

Do you have any new books coming out? Please give dates and details.

Kappy King and the Pickle Kaper comes out June 26, 2018. And if you look, you can see me on the cover next to Kappy. Sally June Esh was delivering the white church pickles known here in Big Valley when she was run off the road and killed. Now Kappy and Edie are trying to figure out if there’s a sinister pickle conspiracy at hand or if young Sally June’s death was an unfortunate accident.

Paws up!

Are you and/or your author on social media? If so, please list your links.

Amy is on social media. I made her paste the links here. I would have, but…well, I don’t have thumbs.

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AmyLillard918/

Twitter:  https://twitter.com/AmyLillard918

Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/AmyLillard918/

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/amylillardauthor/

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5809947.Amy_Lillard

She also has two really fun websites. One for all her books and another for those interested in Amish life and Amy’s travels to Amish communities across the country.

www.amywritesromance.com

www.amysamishadventures.com

You can also follow her on amazon:

https://www.amazon.com/Amy-Lillard/e/B0088FX7FY/

And Bookbub:

https://www.bookbub.com/authors/amy-lillard

Thank you for the interview, Elmer, and best tail wags to you and your author on your series and your blog tour with Escape with Dollycas into a Good Book.

Interview with Sabrina, Pug Daughter of Author Loretta Reilly

Meow, there. It’s Sneaky. It’s been awhile since I’ve interviewed a furry guest, but today I am pleased to have a cute Pug dog to chat with. Now I admit I prefer kitty guests, but all pets are welcome here on Sneaky’s blog.

 So, let’s get started. What is your name and your author’s name, doggie?

Sabrina

Hi Sneaky! I am Sabrina, beloved pug daughter of Loretta Reilly whose talent I’ve nurtured into existence.  She never had a child, and considered me and all of her pugs her babies.

Isn’t that sweet? I know a lot of humans who consider their pets their fur kids.

What book(s) have you appeared in? Please list them and their genre.

The Typo is my first book.  I believe it to be a sophisticated Chic Lit genre.  Very smart, sassy, sexy and a speedy read!   I play “Mini” in the book now on Amazon (hint, Precilla Mack loves short skirts).   Alas, I was just 4 when I was taken from my Mom, but our love was so big, only The Typo could do it justice, and boy has it! I keep re-reading it myself.  I’ve dog-eared (pardon) all my lines and still laugh at my panache.

If you like it, I’m sure it’s great. You look like a dog with discerning taste. Even though I’m not a real cat, I certainly appreciate the great way my author Debbie depicts my character in our cozy mysteries.

Are you a talking pet in your books or just a silent one like I am who just meows occasionally?

Of course, Sneaky!  I speak several languages fluently….yawn, pant, snort, cry, whine, wheeze, eye rolling and, my pièce de résistance:  throwing shade with precise comedic timing!

MOL (Meow Out Loud), you have quite the sense of humor, Sabrina.

What advice would you give other pet characters?

We are a very sought after commodity, so don’t take just any “roll” you are presented.  Make sure they have meat and bones, preferably!

Well said for a dog. I actually convinced Debbie to “beef” up my role in our latest book, Written in Stone, and boy did she. Not only did I go missing and cause much concern among residents of Cobble Cove, but I later found the best clue to the murder when pitted against Fido, the golden retriever (no offense, but that saying, “Cats rule, Dogs Drool” is true at least IMHCO, in my humble cat opinion).

Are you in a series? If so, please give information about it.

Sabrina and Spencer
Mack

 For now I want to let other canines’ light shine so I am very excited to let you in on what Loretta is up to now.  She has almost completed Book One of a new series….that’s all I can say….but you did not hear that from me — just in case the tryptophan from the amazing turkey she will be roasting silences her keyboard for large chunks of time over the holiday weekend.

That’s very respectful of you. I hate to let the cat out of the bag, too, but Debbie has also started a new series without me, but she plans to keep our Cobble Cove mysteries going, as well. She had to put aside Book 4, but she will return to it. I will make sure of that.

Are you based on a real pet such as your author’s? If so, please give further details.

While I am now in the spirit world I stay very close to my Mom, Loretta who wrote The Typo about me and our amazing relationship.  It still makes me cry to be away from her or to know she cries pathetically sometimes when she sees my picture.  She always kisses it and she doesn’t know this, but I feel that too.

Awww. Do you know Debbie recently lost her beloved Oliver, the cat I was based on? She has his pictures everywhere and thinks of him all the time especially since he slept with her every night. I feel so sad for her, but I know our books bring her comfort.

Can you share an excerpt from one of your books that features you in an important scene? If so, please include it.

Can it be a sexy sort of scene…that’s where my star shines!  Well, here goes:

Excerpt from The Typo:

8:00 pm and there was no sign of Dale.  My mood lighting was burning down and my dinner was stewing into a mush by the time I heard Dale’s wheels screech into a U-turn after passing my house.  My heart lurched.

Checking myself out before greeting him at the door, I stopped in front of the bathroom mirror.  I wore black velvet hip-huggers, backless sandals and an off-the-shoulder silk blouse that hugged my waste, revealing my belly button.  My hair was as soft as newborn silk and lay in waves around my shoulders, resting on the middle of my back.

Dale tripped up the stairs as his cold hand grabbed hold of my bare waist when he reached my 2nd floor apartment.  Gently brushing my cheek with a kiss, he stood in the doorway trying to adjust his eyes to the candlelight that gently washed the room in flickers of amber light.  Mini sat by my foot looking up at Dale’s massive presence questionably.

“What’s that?” He laughed looking down at my princess admitting she resembled a rodent.  Offended, I quickly covered her ears to block the insult and cooed “he was not talking about you.”

Trying to brush Mini aside with his foot, I quickly grabbed her and placed her out of his reach.  Dale stepped into the kitchen and took his seat, ignoring the pretty appetizers I had set up in the living room.

Speechless, I filled his plate with my now soupy cuisine as I thought of ways to poison his food for the slight, not just against Mini, but all canines that my heart literally bleeds for.  Defiantly, she dared him to shoo his foot at her again as she shuffled indignantly waiting for her share of my culinary masterpiece.  Dale eyed me incredulously as I placed Mini’s bowl down to share the meal with us.

With a happy sigh, I took my seat ignoring his exasperation as he readied to torch me with a volcanic rant about his disgust for animals in the home.

Instead, like a savage, he inhaled the painstaking meal I prepared, as I ate like a lady bird.  After finishing the last of his food, minus any dinner conversation, he finally spoke by complimenting me on my cooking.

“This was great, aren’t you going to do the dishes?”

I almost broke my plate over his head!

“Well, I didn’t finish yet, but okay.”

Hastily, I rushed through the washing process as Dale stood scanning all the cracks in the plaster, preparing to fill me in on the mistakes the contractor made when building the home.  No sooner did I pat my hands on the dish towel that I was plastered against the bare brick wall that was catching my silky blouse and threatening to injure to my newly loofah’d skin.  Feeling like I was being drowned, I asked if we could sit down for a while and talk.

With that idea not being too appealing, Dale sulked while commenting on the romance playlist I put together for tonight’s festivities.  I started to pout, but he nicked my chin with his finger and gently kissed me.  I climbed over his lap and scooched closer to his chest.  After our lips found each other, he stood up with me suctioned to his torso and carried me to the bedroom.  Of course candles were lit and thank God my ass made it through the door without a bump.  I let him place me on the bed and waited on elbows for his next move.

Standing at the end of my bed, Dale’s eyes penetrated through me, fantasizing about what was to come; his breath becoming heavier as he unbuttoned his shirt.

“This is getting good.” I excitedly concluded to myself, when I looked over to the creaking door as Mini made a running dash and plopped herself indignantly between us.  With some embarrassment, I carried Mini out to the living room and explained to her that she needed to behave as I was on a mission.  She blinked an awful lot in another direction but got the gist.

Returning to Dale, I closed the door with a breathless laugh as he kicked off the last pant leg.  Leaving his boxers on, he crawled over to where I lay and gave me a soft kiss that caused me to melt in his arms.  His hands began to roam and search for the opening of my complicated attire.  I thought it most prudent and efficient to give him a hand and we knocked heads with our fumbling.

Once naked and under him in the most complimentary pose, Dale leaned back on his knees and looked me over in stunned silence.  (No compliment forthcoming)  I brushed my hand against his cheek as I was starting to shiver and needed him to lie on top of me to warm up.

We kissed slowly this time with his hands roaming my body causing me to move with the fantasy I was cooking up.  I didn’t want to be the only one completely naked so I got on my knees to help him remove his shorts.  As his hands cradled my head, he pushed me down towards his growing curiosity.  As I acquiesced, I watched his face release all worry while his eyes rolled back in ecstasy.  Suddenly, without warning, he released his pot of gold activating my gag reflex. Immediately I threw up.

“I’m sorry; I was just so worked up.” He offered not seeming too surprised at this atrocity.

I jumped out of bed to get the pail and mop.  When I opened my bedroom door, Mini was waiting lividly, ready to pounce again and I encouraged her to go for his jugular.  I smiled like Betty Davis in Whatever Happened to Baby Jane on my way back to where Dale was splayed on the bed, with Mini backing me up.  Gazing at me in complete satisfaction, Dale shot up like a Murphy bed after I dropped a cloth saturated with freezing cold water on his petting zoo.

That was pawsome and quite funny. Your author has a great sense of humor for a human.

 What do you like most about your role in your authors’ books?

Mack & Precilla

Loretta had a tough time in the love department, from birth you could say.  Part of my job was to help her trust again because I knew she would miss the surprise of her life if she was prevented from sharing the glorious heart that beats inside of her which comes to life in her writing.  So we are getting there!  And, can you keep a secret?  Her current dog Precilla is my niece.  She’s not aware of it though.

Very mice or in your case doggone good.

 Do you have any new books coming out? Please give dates and details.

Yes in a few weeks, we (I say we, because I am the one that got Loretta to write, and I sit right beside her with every tap at her keyboard!) shall launch the first book in thePink Collarseries.  It’s absolutely divine, including Freddie.  He’s on the cover and I wish I too could have been graced on the pages of “It’s All About the Benjamin’s” just to toss in some canine love intrigue!  The cover is heavenly, I must say so….I’ve kissed it many, many times.  Can I show you the cover?  It’s hard to look away right?  Even if you’re a cat!

Condoglations to you. The cover is purrfect if I say so myself.

 Are you and/or your author on social media? If so, please list your links.

Now this is a tough one.  Loretta is not very good on social media.  Remember the trust thing I briefed you on earlier.  She rarely, if ever, sends out a friend request: let’s not even mention confirming requests sent to her!  But since she put me up on Amazon, I would be remiss if I didn’t nudge her a bit to get going on Facebook for cris sake!

ABOUT THE AUTHOR – Loretta J. Reilly on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/loretta.reilly.14

Loretta J. Reilly was born in Jamaica, NY to Irish Catholic parents in 1963. Five siblings preceded her and two followed; with many dogs welcomed along the way. After receiving her diploma from an all-girls Catholic high school in Manhattan, she sprinted to the Big Apple to start earning a paycheck to improve her wardrobe, developing dazzling skills along the way. She has been an Executive Assistant for top law firm partners and C-level executives in NYC for 35 years and counting. She has always dappled in writing, however, has decided to pursue her dream of creating stories and characters that are sure to get your Irish up! Her next book will be part of a trilogy entitled “Pink Collar Sleuth.”

NOW AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: (sample includes music playlist)

As an Executive Assistant at one of the premier law firms in New York, Precilla Mack is growing restless pecking at her keyboard all day long. But after being sequestered by the firm’s MEB (Most Eligible Bachelor), Dale Holden, Precilla discovers that she possesses more lucrative skills than making document revisions. However, when the truth of Dale’s brief materializes, Precilla is put on the defense when her position at the firm is challenged. Without representation, Precilla’s “Happily Ever After” is redacted from her resume forcing her to turn her attention to the only support she has ever known…her pug Mini. Stepping up at all costs to get Precilla on the path to true love, Mini makes the ultimate sacrifice…a verdict that sentences Precilla to a life she’s never known.

COMING SOON FOR THE HOLIDAYS, you will go to sleep with a smile!

   

Thanks so much, Sabrina. I enjoyed our chat. I like to practice my dog speak every so often, and you were a great guest. Best of luck to you and Loretta on both your books and her upcoming series. Paws up to you both.

Feature Friday Film: Giving Thanks To those Who Help The Animals

Yesterday was Thanksgiving, so I thought I’d share videos from two groups whose missions are to help animals. The Best Friends Animal Society aids homeless pets and the Morris Animal Foundation researches ways to keep animals healthy.

During the month of December, the Morris Animal Foundation is matching gifts contributed from donors including those given on Tuesday, November 28, known on twitter as #givingTuesdaygifts. Debbie is donating to both associations in memory of her beloved 17-year old Siamese cat, Oliver who passed away from Kidney disease on November 4th.

There are many other animal associations, shelters, and societies to which contributions can be made including the ASPCA, Bideawee, The Winn Feline Foundation, and local groups such as Forgotten Friends of Long Island and North Shore Animal League.

Please consider helping the animals this holiday season.