Black Poodle Over Seven Hills

Soubrette knew the language of love—as long as it was aimed at a pitch-black teacup poodle. But baby talk didn’t get her very far when she handed the puppy over to the new owner. One hint of “does itsy wittle Fufu want a kiss from her aunty Soubrette?” and Timothy Marsh was running for Seattle’s seven hills. The poodle wasn’t the only one with baggage. Soubrette was running away from the only family she had left- her greasy blot of a cousin. Soon Timothy was involved in everything—car chases, evading P.I.’s, and flirty visuals involving French maids and feather dusters.

The last confrontation between her and her cousin takes place on the Seattle Waterfront—but will it be Timothy or the black poodle that saves the day?