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Betty and Rita Go To Paris by Judith E. Hughes

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Wavy Paws. Today, I am reviewing a picture book travelogue for Meet Me At The Bookshelf called Betty and Rita Go to Paris with Text by Judith E. Hughes and Photographs by Michael Malyszko.

Ah, Paris. What could be better?

The French Crown Jewels, you say?

A little robbery at the Louvre, you say.

No, indeed. Just feast your eyes on the 84 pages of the City of Lights as seen by two adorable black labradors, Betty, age 11, and Rita, age 7.

Woof, what? You saw a picture of Betty and Rita lingering outside the Louvre?

*Cough* Well, page 26, right? They look thrilled there.

Um, no.

No one they know planned that heist. This is way before that event.

This 1999 book is a gorgeous photo journal instead; indeed, it’s a love note to dogs and travel.

I give it five paws way up.

Paris lends itself to great photography. These top dogs enliven Paris, featuring joyous photos alongside poetic writings within the pages. You will dream of big-city lights and your own furry friend.

Did you ever wish you could see Jim Morrison’s grave with your peeps?

Enjoy the Eiffel Tower all lit up at night?

Do you ever want to see the original Notre Dame Cathedral?

Sniff out a Hunchback or a baguette?

I do. I think books transport us into worlds we would love to explore. You may reside in Paris briefly, nods, if you suspend reality.

Sort of like you must suspend disbelief when the peeps tell you your dinner bowl is late, da nerve, because of a random “time change.”

As we move into fall and my favorite season, winter with all the snow, we like to look at this book to inspire my pup outings.

My momma reads this lovely book aloud to me and did it for all my sisfurs before me. In fact, my biggest sisfur, woo do not know her, she got to travel with my peeps to Paris, nod, nod. Her picture gives me joy, picturing them present in April, with budding trees, my dish full, on schedule, dear woman.

Oh, I digress. 

Betty and Rita pose at all the most important Parisian places.

My crucial locale, however, exists here, alongside Momma.

Betty and Rita, like all pups, pose while eating, romping, wrestling, and leaping about in fountains. They no doubt got treats for all the posing *looks longingly at my dinner bowl*.

I loved these two Labradors, and I know you will too.

Ooh look, dinner is here. Gotta run. See you next time when you Meet Me At The Bookshelf.

Wuv You.

Kissy Noses and Deeper Thoughts

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Do you ever notice that your peeps do not know the names of the other peeps at the dog park and just call them Sparky’s dad and Ike’s mom?

Do you ever wonder why the eggs come in a carton with twelve in them, but the peeps act like a hero when giving you one whole, big-deal egg? #danerve #moreplease

Do you ever wonder what peeps dream about when they go sleepies? Is it rabbits, squirrels, and running through lakes, like us?

Do you ever wonder why your closet is a millionth the size of your peeps’? #dogmariekondoit

Do you ever wonder why we must get a bath when we roll in fun, delightfully free items at the park?

Do you ever wonder why dogs must fly in a tiny cage on the airplane when the humans are the ones ready to rumble, misbehaving, and tossing drinks at each other?

Do you ever wonder why your peeps close the restroom door when the two of woo are home alone, but when you are on your walkies, they constantly stare right at you, steal your droppings, and give you no privacy at all?

Do you ever wonder why your peeps place a container full of tasty delights they call leftovers in the middle of the room where you eat and then yell at you when you jump up and eat it?

Do you ever wonder what those water drops are coming out of Momma’s eyes and how easily a hug from me just makes it stop? #Sassysuperpower

Do you ever wonder why your peeps cut down a gigantic tree, place it in a bowl and put attractive, shiny balls, strings of popcorn and cranberries on it but yell at you when you pounce it to the ground and eat the tree?

Do you ever wonder why it is more fun to play with the box your toy comes in instead of the actual toy?

Do you ever notice that we can smell someone opening a packet of chips a mile out and can be there in under a second to ask for one?

Do you ever wonder why the human takes all the gorgeous snow and grumbles and groans while making a space for peeps to walk in, rather than pounce through it with his tongue hanging out, like you do?

Do you ever wonder why the peeps squeeze you into a tiny sweater to go out in the snow, when you have two pounds of fur on already?

Do you ever wonder what is in that big, humming box and why you don’t have one? You live here, too.

The Secret of Secrets by Dan Brown

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Wavy paws. Today, we have a mystery thriller to review for Meet Me At the Bookshelf.

The author of The DaVinci Code, Angels and Demons, and Origin, Dan Brown, authored this 671-page novel called The Secret of Secrets.

Fifty millionty billion walkies could have occurred during Momma’s reading of this dud.

Nod, nod. Two stars, tops.

Prague is where the story unfolds. A gorgeous city that is up to date with top-notch science, surveillance, and technology. Robert Langdon, in his sixth installment of these books, has fallen in love with a talented noetic scientist named Katherine Solomon. She is attending the Charles University Lecture series to present her new and exciting theory and book on human consciousness.

Katherine dreamt of a woman, crowned radiantly like Liberty, who smelled of death, wielding a spear. Thereafter, Langdon senses the hotel’s impending explosion, triggers an alarm that clears it, and then jumps from the window into the water. Katherine is nowhere to be found. Langdon gets a note stating that Katherine is being held and to venture to an assigned location. He does, and trouble ensues.

Langdon found that someone tortured and killed Doctor Brigita Gessner, an eminent Czech neuroscientist, in her lab. She had invited Solomon to speak in the series. Local authorities appear complicit; the Golem, protector of Jewish lore, might be involved. Where, however, could Katherine be?

Dr. Gessner’s assistant, Sasha, tries to help Langdon find the killer. Sasha owns two Siamese cats, Harry and Sally, and she named them after the movie. She met the doctor there after being institutionalized for seizures.

I would chase these two cats.

Sasha has a pretty tame fling with embassy staffer Michael and tells Langdon they are in danger. The two cats often watch out the window, waiting for things to happen, much like Momma and me.

Sasha is soon missing as well.

Who is feeding Harry and Sally?

Will the police arrest Langdon and try to pin Dr. Gessner’s death on him?

Indeed, back at Katherine’s publishing house in America, someone has breached security and deleted Katherine Solomon’s new manuscript. The book publisher cannot reach her to raise any concerns. In fact, someone kidnapped her editor, took him for a joyride around town, and interrogated him to ensure no other copies of the manuscript existed.

The author based the editor on the real-life Dan Brown editor, and the editor should have spent his time editing the book instead of acting as a character within it. Nod, nod. From here, the editor could cut 350 pages.

The Golem is protecting someone in the book. He is a deadly protector. The two cats and I, I think, liked him.

I give the Golem five paws up, and this book only two paws.

I loved the symbolism and new theories in the book. Science is fun, and The Secret of Secrets blends current accepted ideas with new theory. The best parts were the Golem and various embassies and police chases. Very exciting. The book is heavy on the human consciousness theory and gets boring and long-winded.

Dan Brown tries to create a love affair, but it is bland and uninspiring.

Harry and Sally might’ve solved the mystery faster, with increased enjoyment, compared to Robert Langdon.

Where The DaVinci Code was epic, creating controversy and deep discussions for many years, this book falls short, even if better edited. No one will discuss this book in cafes worldwide.

The secret is to take a fun walkie with your dog or cat instead.

Wavy paws and next time being treats to Meet Me at the Bookshelf.

Kissy noses.

Giant Pumpkin

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Did you ever wonder why your peeps take a carefully selected, perfectly tasty, giant pumpkin and carve it like a crazy person, stick it in the yard, and tell you to stay away from it? #doneanddone

–Kissy Noses and Deeper Thoughts by Sassy

The Busybody Book Club by Freya Sampson

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Hi! I’m Sassy, @3phibotticelli on Twitter/X. My momma reads about one hundred books a year *proud ears*. So today, I am gonna review one for woo that has a doggy, Craddock the bulldog, in it. Enjoy!

The Busybody Book Club by Freya Sampson

In this fast-action mystery novel, Craddock the bulldog keeps a watchful eye as a woman gets murdered, money gets stolen from the community center, a wedding progresses rapidly, and new romances begin.

Nova is a lovely young bride-to-be. She works at the local community center and hosts a sparsely attended book club.

She shares a scary past with her fiancé and beau, Craig, and someone blamed her for leaving the Center’s door unlocked when thieves stole the roof repair fund money, ten thousand pounds, and suspended her from work.

The St. Tredock Community Book Club members rally to clear Nova’s name. They gather for an emergency book club meeting and examine the facts.

Phyllis recounts the situation. Many suspects exist, but Michael, the newest book club attendee, is foremost among them. At a recent book club meeting, new member Michael had plenty to say about the mother leaving her child behind in the book, Where the Crawdads Sing. After several negative remarks about the fictional mother, Phyllis says, Michael got a text, leapt up, and ran out of the book club.

Arthur, whose wife has gone blind, so he reads to her daily, feels the mother is getting a bad rap in Crawdads, and usually waits for the others to weigh in. Arthur cannot believe Michael would take the roof fund money.

Ash, a young, timid book reader, listens to the group. He knows he can help flush out the criminal.

But Phyllis Hudson is in charge. She is Craddock the bulldog’s momma. She is fearless.

Phyllis is an outspoken book club member and mystery crime aficionado. She loves Agatha Christie; in fact, she fancies herself as a novice detective. Miss Maple is her hero, and though she will not admit it, she is definitely not a fan of Hercule Poirot.

Pointing to Michael’s actions that evening, she proclaims her intent to recover the funds, locate the culprit, and preserve Nova’s employment and the Community Center.

Phyllis finds Michael rude and insignificant. Craddock agrees and shows it by tooting and asking for more treats.

Phyllis and Craddock set out to scope Michael’s house.

When they arrive, the police are wheeling a body out of the house, which Phyllis presumes is Michael. Michael’s wife, Cynthia, allegedly shoved his mother down the stairs.

At the funeral, Phyllis hides in a closet when Cynthia and another man appear to be canoodling in the bedroom. Cynthia then tosses Phyllis out of the house.

Phyllis pledges to solve this cash grab-and-files, Miss Maple style. Phyllis goes with Nova, Craddock, and Arthur to Michael’s home to pay their respects.

Cynthia, not amused, tells them to leave.

Ash and Arthur discover that the man Cynthia was canoodling with is a PI. They make an appointment under false pretenses and head to his office.

Phyllis and Craddock attend a meditation class at the center to distract themselves while they meet the PI, but after frequent and hilarious flatulence by Caddock, the instructor asks them to leave.

Phyllis begrudgingly leaves the session and sees Cynthia charging into the Community Center to complain about Phyllis and her so-called foul-smelling bulldog, and the others turning up at her mother-in-law’s and stalking her.

Nova seethes at Phyllis when she arrives. She then learns that Craddock is very ill. Phyllis had tied Craddock to the fence so she could intrude and eavesdrop on Nova and Cynthia. According to Phyllis, when she returned to Craddock, the English bulldog was horribly ill and shaking and had to be rushed to the vet. Phyllis thinks someone poisoned him!

Phyllis learned that the police brought Nova in for questioning because someone attacked Nova’s boss, Sandy, at the community center. The police say that someone wearing a red coat similar to Nova’s fled the scene.

Ash reports he has broken into the PI’s files and that the missing Michael is indeed his client and has paid the PI for stalking photos of none other than Phyllis.

One thing is clear: the book group is being warned.

This book has everything: theft, murder, romance, weddings, book clubs, and a beloved adopted dog!

I give it five paws up! Try it and enjoy your fall days.

See you next time at Meet Me At the Bookshelf.

Sassy Kisses