Dear Reader, The guy who usually writes these letters asked me to do it
instead. Maybe he was having a bad writing day. Maybe he wanted me to
play the sap for him. Or maybe he ran into Trouble with a capital T.
Well, Trouble's in my business. I'm a dog. I'm a detective. The name's
Bud Barkin. And this book is about the case I had involving a dame named
Delilah Gorbish, whom I would call Trouble with a capital T except I've
used that metaphor already, and the clown named Crusty Carmady whose
calling card is a teakettle that he heaves through windows. Nice pair of
birds. The mystery deepens with another character called the Big Fish,
who isn't really a fish and who's addicted to the Home Shopping Network.
Hey, I don't write 'em -- I just solve 'em. Yours truly, Bud Barkin,
P.E.