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The first book of the New York Times bestselling Chet and Bernie mystery series, an “enchanting one-of-a-kind novel” (Stephen King) that is “nothing short of masterful” (Los Angeles Times).

Chet, the wise and lovable canine narrator of Dog on It, and Bernie, a down-on-his-luck private investigator, are quick to take a new case involving a frantic mother searching for her teenage daughter. This well-behaved and gifted student may or may not have been kidnapped, but she has ...

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Overview

The first book of the New York Times bestselling Chet and Bernie mystery series, an “enchanting one-of-a-kind novel” (Stephen King) that is “nothing short of masterful” (Los Angeles Times).

Chet, the wise and lovable canine narrator of Dog on It, and Bernie, a down-on-his-luck private investigator, are quick to take a new case involving a frantic mother searching for her teenage daughter. This well-behaved and gifted student may or may not have been kidnapped, but she has definitely gotten mixed up with some very unsavory characters. With Chet’s highly trained nose leading the way, their hunt for clues takes them into the desert to biker bars and other exotic locales—until the bad guys try to turn the tables and the resourceful duo lands in the paws of peril. Spencer Quinn’s irresistible mystery kicks off a delightful new series that will have readers panting for more.

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As sidekicks, Maxwell Smart and Agent 99 have nothing on Chet and Bernie. This charming detective duo make their debut in Dog On It, the first volume in Spencer Quinn's new mystery series. The fast-paced and funny tale is narrated by the inimitable Chet, Bernie's best friend and canine partner, whose personality and preferences are never in doubt: "I liked to sleep at the foot of Bernie's bed, but my favorite napping spot was in the breakfast nook, under the table with my back against the wall, all cool and shady, plus there was often good snacking around Bernie's chair."

Bernie's enterprise, the Little Detective Agency, limps along, waiting for the next job to arrive. While Chet freely admits that he doesn't always understand the humans around him, the mutt who failed to graduate from the police academy quickly establishes that he's got a nose made for sniffing out trouble -- as well as the tasty morsel.

When the story begins, Chet and Bernie are settled into the companionable routine they established when Bernie got divorced and lost custody of his son. Riding shotgun for stakeouts in Bernie's beat-up convertible (and snarfing up doughnuts and beef jerky) is the perfect life for Chet, though he knows Bernie's worried about cash flow.

But their luck is about to change. During a nighttime stroll through the neighborhood -- an older enclave in the southwestern desert that Bernie fears will soon be eclipsed by new development -- the pair encounter a panicked neighbor, Cynthia Chambliss. Waving a wad of bills, she beseeches Bernie to find her daughter, Madison, a 15-year-old who has been missing for several hours.

Bernie heeds the call of cash and the urgency of parental concern, but Madison soon returns home on her own, only to disappear again in short order -- this time for several days. Cynthia frantically rehires Bernie, but her ex, Damon Keefer, refuses to cooperate, insisting that Bernie be taken off the investigation. Nevertheless, intrigued by the young girl's apparent connections to a group of Russian thugs, Bernie and Chet follow a trail of clues that leads them into more danger than they'd bargained for.

As Chet and Bernie race across the desert toward Las Vegas in their sandblasted Porsche, Quinn's narrative unfolds with mounting suspense. At every stage of their journey, readers will warm to Chet's loyalty and courage -- to say nothing of his delightfully doggy digressions -- and be captivated by Spencer Quinn's deft blend of humor and thrills in this enormously entertaining tale, bound to be the first of many adventures.

About the Author
The pseudonymous Spencer Quinn lives with his dog, Audrey, in Cape Cod, where he is hard at work on the next Chet and Bernie adventure.

From Our Booksellers
There is nothing like seeing the world from a dog's point of view. --Kat Marchand, Ellicott City, MD

Chet's sweetness, honesty, and spot-on assessment of the idiosyncrasies of human behavior won me over. Dog On It was not only unputdownable, it was stay-up-all-night-reading-but-save-the-last-few-chapters-for-the-next-day-because-you-don't-want-it-to-be-over good. --Angela Corpus, Washington, DC

In his character Chet, Spencer Quinn has created a 21st-century Lassie, with a heart of gold, a sense of humor, and a mind of his own. --Patricia Sanders, Towson, MD

Hilarious and refreshing. I haven't giggled this much while reading since I first discovered My Family and Other Animals by Gerald Durrell. I look forward to reading more of Chet's adventures! --Elayne Carringer, Devon, PA

From Writers and Reviewers
Spencer Quinn speaks two languages -- suspense and dog -- fluently. Sometimes funny, sometimes touching, and in a few places terrifying. My sincere advice to you is to rush to your nearest bookstore and put your paws on this enchanting one-of-a-kind novel. --Stephen King

I love this book. I devoured it in one night. It is like Philip Marlowe working for Mma Ramotswe from The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency spun out by Charlotte on her beautiful web. --Cathleen Schine

Sit and stay! You're going to love Dog On It as much as I did, because it confirms what every dog fan has long suspected -- that our dogs are not only more fun than we are, they're smarter! --Lisa Scottoline
Publishers Weekly

Set in the Valley of an unnamed Western state, Quinn's winning debut introduces one smart canine detective and his partner, PI Bernie Little of the Little Detective Agency, who's pretty quick on the uptake himself. Chet, a "lively mongrel" with one white ear and one black ear, serves as the book's narrator, communicating with Bert via doggy methods that verge on the telepathic ("I wagged my tail, that quick one-two wag meaning yes, not the over-the-top one that wags itself and can mean lots of things"). Wealthy divorcée Cynthia Chambliss hires Bernie, a former cop, to find her missing 15-year-old daughter, Madison, whose father is a real estate developer who smells suspiciously of cat. (Chet's keen sense of smell comes in handy.) When Madison reappears and disappears again, her dad says she's just a runaway, though Bernie thinks otherwise. Chet must use all his superdog tricks to extricate Bernie from a mighty tight fix in a climax that fans of classic mysteries are sure to appreciate. (Feb.)

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Library Journal

At last, a dog lover's mystery that portrays dogs as they really are. Chet, the canine narrator, forgets he isn't supposed to bark. He doesn't remember the choker chain is around his neck. He wonders what the noise is when he finds himself growling and questions where the breeze is coming from when his tail is wagging. Although ideas may not remain in his head for long, his loyalty to and love for his owner, Bernie, a divorced, financially strapped PI, are forever in his heart. A teenage girl, Madison, goes missing and might have been kidnapped, and Bernie takes the case. Bernie, Chet, and Suzie, a newspaper investigative reporter, follow the clues to an abandoned ghost town and mine. Quinn's characters are endearing, and his narrative is intriguing, fast-moving, and well written. Even cat lovers will find it entertaining. This first in a projected series by newcomer Quinn is highly recommended.
—Susan Hayes

Kirkus Reviews
A hard-bitten private eye and his loyal pooch refuse to give up on a tricky case. Short on cash, Bernie Little, in his debut appearance, hesitates to take on the case of a missing teen. When Madison Chambliss turns up, Bernie doesn't buy her story, but it doesn't matter; he's off the case. One of his hated divorce assignments, however, looks much more promising when Bernie develops a crush on reporter Suzie Sanchez, who joins him and his dog Chet on a stakeout. After Madison disappears a second time, Chet and Bernie follow her trail. Soon they fall victim to some nasty attacks. Madison's father, a developer in major financial trouble, may be involved with the Russian mafia. Was Madison kidnapped to put pressure on him? When Chet is dognapped and spirited away, he sees Madison held prisoner. Chet escapes, only to end up at a shelter where he's marked for death until Suzie, who luckily happens to be writing a story on shelters, rescues him. Unfortunately, he can't tell Bernie what he saw. The police think Madison has run away, but Bernie, who has a hunch she's in trouble, refuses to let go even when he's fired. The invaluable Chet has to pull him out of trouble repeatedly before the case is solved. Stalwart, often mischievous narrator Chet's amusing, perceptive canine take on the human characters should appeal to hard-boiled fans and canine fanciers alike. Agent: Molly Friedrich/Friedrich Agency
From the Publisher
"Nothing short of masterful.... Sequels are a given, and a must. " — Los Angeles Times

"A winning debut...that fans of classic mysteries are sure to appreciate." — Publishers Weekly (starred review)

"Stalwart, often mischevious narrator Chet's amusing, perceptive canine take on [the novel's] human characters should appeal to hard-boiled fans and canine fanciers alike." — Kirkus Reviews

"[Dog On It] will delight dog-loving mystery readers, but the book is also an excellent PI tale, dogs aside....A great sleuth and always upbeat, Chet may well be one of the most appealing new detectives on the block, but Bernie us a close runner-up. Excellent and fully fleshed primary and secondary characters, a consistently doggy view of the world, and a sprightly pace make this a not-to-be-missed debut. Essential for all mystery collections and for dog lovers everywhere." — Booklist (starred review)

"At last, a dog lover's mystery that portrays dogs as they really are....Quinn's characters are endearing, and his narrative is intriguing, fast-moving, and well written. Even cat lovers will find it entertaining. [Dog On It] is highly recommend." — Library Journal (starred review)

"[Dog On It] features the most winning narrator I've come across in a long time...[and] manages to ratchet up some real suspense." — Christian Science Monitor

"I'm not a dog fancier, but I had a great time reading this book....Chet is a hoot — or should I say a howl." — Boston Globe

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781416585831
  • Publisher: Atria Books
  • Publication date: 2/10/2009
  • Series: Chet and Bernie Series , #1
  • Pages: 320
  • Product dimensions: 5.90 (w) x 8.50 (h) x 1.30 (d)

Meet the Author

Spencer Quinn

Spencer Quinn is the author of six Chet and Bernie mystery novels: Dog on It, Thereby Hangs a Tail, To Fetch a Thief, The Dog Who Knew Too Much, A Fistful of Collars, and The Sound and the Furry. He lives on Cape Cod with his dogs Audrey and Pearl. When not keeping them out of mischief, he is hard at work on the next Chet and Bernie mystery. Keep up with him—and with Chet and Bernie—by visiting ChetTheDog.com.

Biography

Pseudonymous author Spencer Quinn zoomed to bestsellerdom with his wry, entertaining Chet and Bernie series, featuring one of the most delightful sleuthing duos in mystery history—an intrepid K-9 police academy dropout and his hapless private detective owner. An Agatha Award-winning writer (under his given name, Peter Abrahams), Quinn lives on Cape Cod.

Good To Know

Some fascinating outtakes from our interview with Spencer Quinn:
"My mother, also a writer, taught me just about everything I know about writing when I was nine or ten years old. For example: Try not to use connecting words like however, nevertheless, to be sure. Sentences should connect through the force of the ideas connecting, and if you find yourself using a lot of connecting words, then maybe your ideas are wrong. Also, really important: push every situation as far as you can. Without crossng the credibilty line, of course. That's a continuing challenge."

"The best thing I've done in my life is raise four happy kids."

"My first job was as a spearfisherman in the Bahamas. This is done free-diving (no scuba). We would often work depths in excess of 70 feet. Sometimes we disputed the catch with sharks. I much prefer dogs to sharks."

"My favorite way to unwind is playing tennis. I love the game even though I consider myself a hacker. My forehand was always decent but it took years for my backhand to get where it is now—still nothing to write home about. So humbling to be such a slow learner at something, and so good for me. I love the competition, too, and the camaraderie. A lot of the guys have no clear idea about what I actually do for a living and aren't interested. I love that, too."

"It turns out to be true that writing novels is a lonely occupation. It changes you. I was very gregarious when I was younger (way too much, I'm sure people who knew me then would say). Now I'm much less so."

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    1. Also Known As:
      Peter Abrahams
    2. Hometown:
      Falmouth, Massachusetts
    1. Date of Birth:
      June 28, 1947
    2. Place of Birth:
      Brooklline, Massachusetts
    1. Education:
      BA, Williams College, 1968
    2. Website:

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ONE

I could smell him — or rather the booze on his breath — before he even opened the door, but my sense of smell is pretty good, probably better than yours. The key scratched against the lock, finally found the slot. The door opened and in, with a little stumble, came Bernie Little, founder and part owner (his ex-wife, Leda, walked off with the rest) of the Little Detective Agency. I'd seen him look worse, but not often.

He mustered a weak smile. "Hey, Chet."

I raised my tail and let it thump down on the rug, just so, sending a message.

"I'm a little late, sorry. Need to go out?"

Why would that be? Just because my back teeth were floating? But then I thought, What the hell, the poor guy, and I went over and pressed my head against the side of his leg. He scratched between my ears, really digging his fingers in, the way I like. Bliss. How about a little more, down the back of the neck? I hunched my shoulders a bit, giving him the idea. Ah, nice. Very nice.

We went outside, me and Bernie. There were three trees out front, my favorite being a big shady one just perfect for napping under. I lifted my leg against it. Wow. Hadn't realized I was that close to desperation. The night filled with splashing sounds and I zoned out a little, listening to them. I managed to stop the flow — not easy — and save some for dampening the rock at the end of the driveway and the wooden fence that separated our property from old man Heydrich's next door, plus a squirt or two between the slats. Only doing my job, but don't get me started on old man Heydrich.

Bernie was gazing up at the sky. A beautiful night — soft breeze, lots of stars, lights twinkling down the canyon, and what was this? A new tennis ball on the lawn. I went over and sniffed it. Not one of mine, not anyone's I knew.

"Wanna play fetch?"

I pawed the thing. How did it get here? Cooped up all day, but I'd kept an ear cocked; except for when I dozed off, of course.

"Bring it here, Chet."

I didn't want to, not with this stranger's smell on it.

"Come on."

But I never said no to Bernie. I gave the ball a lick or two, making it mine, then took it over to Bernie and dropped it at his feet. Bernie reared back and threw the ball up the canyon road.

"Uh-oh — where'd it go?"

Where'd it go? He really couldn't see it? That never failed to surprise me, how poorly he saw after the sun went down. I tore after the ball, bouncing up the middle of the road in plain sight, got my back feet way forward and sprang, totally airborne, snaring it on the short hop, the way I like, then wheeling around in one skidding motion and racing full speed, head low, ears flattened by the wind I was making, and dropped it at Bernie's feet, putting on the brakes at the last moment. If you know something more fun than this, let me in on the secret.

"Got it on the short hop? Couldn't tell from here."

I wagged my tail, that quick one-two wag meaning yes, not the over-the-top one that wags itself and can mean lots of things, some of which I'm not too clear on myself.

"Nice." He picked up the ball and was rearing back again when a car came slowly down the street and stopped in front of us.

The window slid down and a woman leaned out. "Is this thirteen-three-oh-nine?"

Bernie nodded.

"I'm looking for Bernie Little, the detective."

"You found him."

She opened the door, started to get out, then saw me. "Is the dog all right?"

Bernie stiffened. I felt it; he was standing right beside me. "Depends what you mean."

"You know, is he safe, does he bite? I'm not that comfortable around dogs."

"He won't bite you."

Of course I wouldn't. But the idea was planted in my head, for sure. I could tell by all the saliva suddenly pooling in my mouth.

"Thanks. You never know about dogs."

Bernie said something under his breath, too low for even me to hear; but I knew I liked it, whatever it was.

She got out of the car, a tall woman with long fair hair and a smell of flowers and lemons, plus a trace of another smell that reminded me of what happens only sometimes to the females in my world. What would that be like, having it turned on all the time? Probably drive you crazy. I glanced at Bernie, watching her, patting his hair into place. Oh, Bernie.

"I'm not sure where to begin. Nothing like this has ever happened to me."

"Nothing like what?"

She wrung her hands. Hands are the weirdest things about humans, and the best: you can find out just about everything you need to know by watching them. "I live over on El Presidente." She waved vaguely.

El Presidente: Was that the one where the sewer pipes were still going in? I was bad on street names — except our own, Mesquite Road — but why not? I didn't need them to find my way.

"My name's Cynthia Chambliss. I work with a woman you helped."

"Who?"

"Angela DiPesto."

Mercy. I remembered endless nights parked in front of motels up and down the state. We hated divorce work, me and Bernie, never even accepted any in the old days. But now we were having cash-flow problems, as Bernie put it. The truth was, I didn't really know what "cash-flow problems" meant, but whatever they were, they woke Bernie in the night, made him get up and pace around, sometimes lighting a cigarette, even though he'd worked so hard to stop.

Bernie didn't commit to anything about Angela DiPesto, just gave one of those little nods of his. Bernie was a great nodder. He had several different nods I could think of off the top of my head, all very readable once you knew what to look for. This particular nod meant: strike one.

"The fact is, Angie spoke of you highly — how you stuck it to that creep of a husband." She gave herself a little shake. I can do that way, way better. "So when this happened, and you being practically in the neighborhood and all...anyway, here I am." She rocked back and forth slightly, the way humans do when they're very nervous.

"When what happened?"

"This thing with Madison. She's disappeared."

"Madison is your daughter?"

"Didn't I say that? Sorry. I'm just so upset, I don't know what I'm..."

Her eyes glistened up. This was always pretty interesting, the crying thing; not the sound — I could relate to that — but the waterworks, as Bernie called them, especially when Leda was on the producing end. They get upset, humans, and then water comes out of their eyes, especially the women. What is that all about? Bernie gazed down at the ground, shuffled his feet; he didn't have a handle on it, either, although I'd once seen water seeping out of his own eyes, namely the day Leda had packed up all Charlie's things. Charlie was their kid — Bernie and Leda's — and now lived with Leda except for visits. We missed him, me and Bernie.

This woman — Cynthia? Chambliss? whatever her name was — the truth is, I have trouble catching names at first, sometimes miss other things, too, unless I have a real good view of the speaker's face — took a tissue from a little bag she carried and dabbed at her eyes. "Sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry for. How long has Madison been missing?"

The woman started to answer, but at that moment I heard something rustling in the bushes on the far side of the driveway. The next thing I knew, I was in the bushes myself, sniffing around, maybe even digging, but only the littlest bit. Some kind of smell was in the air, frog or toad, or...uh-oh: snake. I didn't like snakes, didn't like them at —

"Chet? You're not digging in there, are you?"

I backed out of the bushes, trotted over to Bernie. Oops — my tail was down, tucked back in a guilty manner. I stuck it right up, high and innocent.

"Good boy." He patted my head. Thump thump. Ah.

The woman was tapping her foot on the ground. "So you're saying you won't help me?"

Bernie took a deep breath. His eyes looked tired. The booze was wearing off. He'd be sleepy very soon. I was feeling a bit sleepy myself. Plus a little taste of something might be nice. Were there any of those rawhide chew strips left in the top drawer by the kitchen sink, the ones with that Southwestern flav —

"That's not exactly what I said. Your daughter didn't come home from school today. That makes her gone, what, not yet eight hours? The police won't even open a missing-persons file till a full day's gone by."

Eight hours I had trouble with, but a full day I knew very well, from when the sun rose over the hills behind the garage to when it went down behind the hills on the other side.

"But you're not the police."

"True, and we don't always agree, but I agree on this. You say Madison's a sophomore in high school? So she's what? Sixteen?"

"Fifteen. She's in the gifted program."

"In my experience, fifteen-year olds sometimes forget to call home, especially when they're doing something impulsive, like going to the movies, or hanging out, or partying from time to time."

"It's a school night."

"Even on school nights."

"I told you — she's gifted."

"So was Billie Holiday."

"I'm sorry?" The woman looked confused; the confused human face is almost as ugly as the angry one. I didn't get the Billie Holiday thing, either, but at least I knew who she was — this singer Bernie listened to, especially when he was in one of his brooding moods.

But even if no one got what he was talking about, Bernie seemed pleased with himself, like he'd scored some point. I could tell by the smile that crossed his face, a little one, quickly gone. "Tell you what. If you don't hear from her by morning, give me a call." He held out his card.

She gave the card a hostile look, didn't touch it. "By morning? Seventy-six percent of disappearances are solved in the first twelve hours, or they're not..." Her eyes got wet again, and her voice sounded like something was choking her throat. "...solved at all."

"Where'd you hear that?"

"I didn't hear it. I looked it up on the Internet before I drove over. What you don't seem to understand is that Madison has never done anything like this and never would. Maybe if you won't help, you can recommend someone who will."

Recommend another agency? Had this ever happened before? I couldn't read the look on Bernie's face at all.

"If it's money you're worried about, I'm prepared to pay whatever you charge, plus a big bonus the moment you find her." She reached into her bag, pulled out a roll, peeled off some bills. "How's five hundred in advance?"

Bernie's eyes shifted over to the money and stayed there, his face now readable to anyone from any distance, his mind on cash flow. "I'd like to see her room first." When Bernie caved, he did it quickly and all at once. I'd seen it with Leda a thousand times.

Cynthia handed over the money. "Follow me."

Bernie stuffed the bills deep in his pocket. I ran over to our car — an old Porsche convertible, the body sandblasted, waiting a long time now for a new coat of paint — and jumped over the passenger-side door and into my seat.

"Hey. Did you see what your dog just did?"

Bernie nodded, the proud, confident nod, my favorite. "They call him Chet the Jet." Well, Bernie does, anyway, although not often.

A coyote shrieked in the canyon, not far from the back of the house. I'd have to deal with that later. I no longer felt tired at all. And Bernie, turning the key in the ignition, looked the same: rarin' to go. We thrived on work, me and Bernie.

Copyright © 2009 by Spencer Quinn

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Questions for Discussion
1.Chet is a thoroughly endearing dog. What devices did the author use to make his canine character so convincing?

2. Private investigators build their careers on careful observation. How does Chet's canine perspective reveal the true personalities of the various characters, despite -- or because of -- their outward appearances?

3. Bernie often trails Chet throughout their adventure. How much of Bernie's story do you know by the end of the book? Did it leave you wanting to learn more?

4. Suspense is an integral part of this story. Which scene did you find the most exciting and why?

5. What moves Bernie to ignore his initial dismissal from the case and to stick with the investigation?

6. Suzie Sanchez, the local reporter, gets pretty close to Bernie during the course of the investigation. Does Chet feel threatened by this?

7. How successfully does Quinn develop Madison's relationship with her parents? Is there anything about them that helps shed light on her behavior?

8. Which character's duplicity or innocence did you find the most unexpected? Which one emerged as your favorite?

9. Have you read other books with animal narrators? How does Chet measure up to them?

Further Reading
Three Bags Full: A Sheep Detective Story by Leonie Swan
The Art of Racing in the Rain by Garth Stein
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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 9, 2009

    Incredibly creative and fun to read

    Incredibly creative and fun to read!!! I love that the book is written from the dogs perspective. Absoultely ingenious. I couldn't stop laughing. If you love dogs, you will love this book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 11, 2009

    I never thought I'd be jealous of a dog

    This book is hysterical because it is from the dogs point of view. Chet, the dog detective, goes on crazy adventures and solves crimes. My life is boring in comparison. It is light hearted and tons of fun to read. At the same time it is a well written mystery novel with great characters and suspense. I'm loving it and highly recommend it.

    39 out of 44 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 21, 2012

    Harriet Klausner needs to be stopped!

    Everytime I see a review by Harriet Klausner, I flag it. I wish other readers would do the same. Perhaps if enough people reported her, B&N would ban her reviews. She spoils books for the rest of us. I try not to read them, but every once in a while, I fail to note her name at the end of the review. I wish this selfish woman would get a different hobby.


    Now about this book, I hate reading about or seeing any type of animal suffering, be it real or imagined and this book has several rather graphic episodes of Chet being injured. I could hardly continue reading. I also hate not finishing a book I start and this one had so many good reviews, I decided to keep going. The editing was good, the plot was good and it was laugh out loud funny. I would recommend this book for mature 13 year old readers and up. Be warned though about Chet getting hurt and in life endandangering situations.

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    23 out of 29 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 20, 2012

    L

    Harriet klausner strikes again, ruining another book with her reveal of the entire book. This poster needs to be stopped. She is vain, egotistical and seems to delight in ruining a book for other readers. Harriet...i can read and actually would prefer to read a book for myself. I do not need you to read tge book, then tell me what happened.

    14 out of 26 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 1, 2010

    Barking Up the Wrong Tree

    Since I'm a dog lover, book lover, particularly mysteries and detective novels,this book caught my eye. Unfortunately, it never caught, much less held my interest. Mr. Quinn had a unique idea to have the dog narrate the story, but I found the dog to be a boring narrator and the mystery one that could have been solved by a very slow thinking cat. Cat-lovers should not be offended.

    Chet was bright enough, but his talent was wasted here and there was not enough sense of humor or irony in the story.

    11 out of 22 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 30, 2009

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    Dog On It - Doggone Good - I want more!

    I fell in love with this book when I realized that the narrator was a dog. Spencer Quinn KNOWS how dogs think & what matters to them (smells, steak, loyalty), develops a good plot and creates really lovable characters. The story was excellent & I really want more...now! I listened to it on recorded book and the narrator, Jim Frangione, also did an excellent job. Please get him to narrate Chet's voice the next time, he really captured it. I under stand Mr. Quinn is working on another Chet & Bernie mystery and all we (my dogs & I) can say is, "Thank Dog!" Two paws up.

    11 out of 12 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 20, 2009

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    Mom's Birthday Gift

    I gave this book to my mom for her birthday. She loved it so much. She was done with it in less than a week. She then gave the book to me to read. I loved it. So much adventure. And seeing through Chet's eyes was amazing. Brilliant writing! Loved every minute! Very hard to put down!

    10 out of 13 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 1, 2012

    Good

    Harriet Klausner's review is long and one paragraph. It reveals too much plot and her name is written at the end(for those who cant find her review) plz flag it. Now, about the book, it is good, but the mystery is easily solved. I would recommend this book to ages 12+ because there are some swear words. Luckily, there isnt any violence. Chet and Bernie are loveable and funny.


    9 out of 9 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 11, 2009

    Howlistic Woof Woof Woof

    Move over Lassie Chet is here!

    8 out of 15 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 24, 2010

    Loved it....Must Read!!!

    I read the book called "Dog on it" by Spencer Quinn. I can't tell you how much I enjoyed that book. I loved it. I read quite a bit, and this book was just so much fun! I really look forward to reading more books about Chet the dog and really, and any other books written by Spencer Quinn. What a great way for this Author to begin his career with a book like that. Loved it and laughed out loud reading it. Chet cracked me up and I bet any other animal lover laughed out loud too, especially when Chet talks about "thinking real hard" or just saving some (pee) so he can mark up other items and he doesn't know why either! I loved how he referred to his neighbor Iggy too and how they bark back & forth, any dog owner can attest to that going on in real life. Funny. I loved Bernie too, I could date him. I would recommend this book to anyone who wants a good read. I ordered all the other books by Spencer too. Keep on a writing. A true fan. Keep up the good work!! BlackyMN

    6 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 11, 2009

    Chet is a howling mystery

    Picked up this book and started to love this canine character immediately. Love him as the narrator. I rank it with the Spellman Files; its a refreshing slant on light hearted humor (what we think our pets might say) and some mystery.

    6 out of 9 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 1, 2009

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    Hank the Cowdog with some adult passages

    This is a very cute book, but it certainly is not original. Check out the Hank the Cowdog series by Erickson. I believe he wrote nearly 50 of them. This was a pretty pricey hard cover book for a story that has already been told.

    5 out of 18 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 28, 2012

    Price?

    You know what would be awesome? If you're gonna advertise it all week for .99, it would be AWESOME if when i tried every day to buy it that it was ACTUALLY .99 and not 11.99. Fix it.

    4 out of 9 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 26, 2012

    Dog on it

    Did anyone notice it is a special for $1.99 but when you go to buy it it is $11.99


    4 out of 10 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 24, 2012

    Great read

    Surprisingly wonderful!!

    4 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 11, 2010

    most hilarious!

    I thought Dog On It was the most hilarious book that I have ever read. I literally laughed uncontrollably at times until my eyes watered. True, that dog lovers will enjoy the book much more than non dog lovers. I have a dog and I can totally picture her thinking and saying these exact things that Chet comes up with. We have much to learn from dogs and their easy going ways. I ordered #2 well in advance of it's finish and gave it to my husband as a gift. (He also read the first one with me.) I am looking forward to many more books in this series. It takes great talent to write a book soley from a dog's perspective that is still a readable story. Great job Spencer Quinn!! Thank you for your stories!

    4 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 13, 2010

    Life As It Should Be

    Two good friends take on the world - one of them just happens to be a dog.

    4 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted October 5, 2009

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    First book written from a Dogs point of view

    This was a real intresting read. First off the book is told from Chet's point of view. Chet is the dog. And as a dog his mind wanders. He'll be listening to his partner Bernie talk about the case then Chet will smell something and that will take him off on tangent in his mind and will only start listening to Bernie again after Bernie has moved on.

    Also I like the way Chet thinks. When Bernie finds some middle age grooming issues, Chet is like "well I have that to and all I ever get is compliments on it." Also I like that Chet figures things out before Bernie does. It really makes you wonder how much more animals know about our surrondings then humans do.

    I choose this to be the first book in our Store Book Club. I can't wait for the next Chet and Bernie mystery and will totally check out the other books by the authors real name.

    4 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 10, 2009

    Delightful!

    A guaranteed winner. It is impossible not to fall in love with Chet. That, and its ingenious the way the author chose to tell the entire story from the dog's POV. Not a very reliable narrator to say the least. Chet is charming, but easily distracted!

    4 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 26, 2012

    Loved it.

    I always love reading books from an animal's point of view. I loved the concept, and I loved the mystery. This was a very good book!

    3 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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