Nosey Rosie

Everything was fine. I mean, normal…for us. Faith and I were arguing, as usual, my bossy Gator-in-law was butting his snout in where it didn't belong, and Daisy was runnin' interference when she could keep her eyes open. Just another sunny day in Hairy Wort - ? Sure, but dadgumm, it was shorter lived than a flea fart in a windstorm. Gettin' outta the house (away from Faith), Taffy and I happened upon a dead body in the rubble of the Marshall Mansion that literally got up and walked away when we weren't lookin'. Now, Beau and Faith are losin' their minds, the Dragonettes are beside themselves, and Daisy, well, she's sleepin', but that beside the point. Just when I thought things had fallen to the bottom of the swamp where the creepy crawlies creep and crawl, a tall, handsome Panther with a quick smile and a glint in his gleaming emerald eyes appeared smack dab in the middle of this mess.