She peered through the window. What she saw was a crow holding a slice of cake, a pug wearing a lampshade like a Elizabethan collar, and a tabby trying to flush a squirrel down the toilet.

Not a human kingdom. An Animal House.

Barnaby immediately jumped into his lap. Gus rested a warm, wrinkled head on his shoe. Poe flew down and gently tugged at his cardigan sleeve, as if to say, You’re staying for dinner, aren’t you?

"I’m losing my mind," he muttered.