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In this latest whodunit, Rita Mae Brown and her feline partner-in-crime-detection, Sneaky Pie Brown, return to the scene of their bestselling crimes?picturesque Crozet, Virginia. Love is in the air as spring comes to the small town, but no sooner has Mary Minor ?Harry? Haristeen remarried than she is rudely interrupted?by murder. And no sooner does the trouble start than curious cats Mrs. Murphy and Pewter, along with corgi Tee Tucker, sink ...
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Overview

In this latest whodunit, Rita Mae Brown and her feline partner-in-crime-detection, Sneaky Pie Brown, return to the scene of their bestselling crimes—picturesque Crozet, Virginia. Love is in the air as spring comes to the small town, but no sooner has Mary Minor “Harry” Haristeen remarried than she is rudely interrupted—by murder. And no sooner does the trouble start than curious cats Mrs. Murphy and Pewter, along with corgi Tee Tucker, sink their claws into the case.…

After an unexpected rekindling of their romance, Harry and her veterinarian ex-husband, Fair Haristeen, have happily remarried. But the excitement of their nuptials is quickly overshadowed by the murder of Professor Vincent Forland, a world-famous grape and fungal expert who was in town visiting the local vineyards.

Within days of giving a lecture on how distilled fungus and cattle diseases are the current basis of chemical warfare, Forland’s decapitated body is discovered. After their initial fright, the residents of Crozet believe that this was a political murder and settle back into their routines–until a local is also found dead, killed in the same gruesome manner as Professor Forland. Now residents can’t help wondering, is this really the work of an outsider—or one of their own?

No longer working in the post office, Harry had just planted a quarter acre of grapes, which fuels her natural curiosity over just what the two murder victims knew and had in common. Once the warmth of spring arrives, the grapevines blossom and Harry’s furry entourage discovers the first critical clue. But how can they show the humans what they’ve learned? And how can they—or anyone—stop the killing?

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Wouldn't you know it: Just when Harry Haristeen is rekindling her romance with the good veterinarian Fair, somebody has to get murdered. The "somebody" in this case is Dr. Vincent Forland, a world-famous grape and fungal expert visiting on a tour of local Virginia vineyards. Then a Crozet resident turns up equally dead, and love takes a backseat to homicide. Fortunately, Harry's crime-sniffing felines, Mrs. Murphy, Pewter, and Tucker, are on the case.
Publishers Weekly
The 13th Mrs. Murphy mystery from bestseller Brown and her feline collaborator (after 2005's Cat's Eyewitness) opens with the comic-opera remarriage of series heroine Harry Haristeen and Fair, Harry's veterinarian ex-husband, reintroducing at length some familiar characters before turning to the novel's main focus-the vagaries of the burgeoning wine industry in the Virginia Piedmont. The prospect of having your own label or selling at a profit to another winery is too good to pass up, and even Harry and Fair have put in a quarter acre of Petit Manseng grapes. But someone is trying to scare off the competition, and the disappearance of a respected expert in the mutation of toxins sets Harry's talking pets-cats Mrs. Murphy and Pewter and corgi Tee Tucker-on the sleuthing trail. When a longstanding feud between rival vintners leads to murder, Harry has to read the clues before attrition gives us the answers. Brown provides a captivating look at grape growing and the passionate dedication it requires. (Mar.) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
Rivalries between vintners cause blood to flow like Italian red in the viticulture region near Crozet, Va. Harry (nee Mary) Minor Haristeen (The Tail of the Tip-Off, 2003, etc.), newly remarried to Fair, her favorite veterinarian, is devoted heart and soul to Fair, her farm, horses, her sleuthing pets-felines Mrs. Murphy and Pewter and their corgi pal Tee Tucker-and her latest addition, a quarter-acre of Petit Manseng wine grapes. Darkness falls when Prof. Vincent Forland delivers a lecture on the use of fungi in bio-terrorism and vanishes on his way home to Virginia Tech. Tucker sniffs out his body in Harry's peach orchard-a discovery that aggravates the strange behavior of Forland's former students Toby Pittman, a brilliant but mentally disturbed viticulturist/oenologist, and his rival Arch Saunders. Arch, who had a brief affair with Harry after her divorce, runs the Spring Hill vineyard for Rollie Barnes, a cunning businessman of dubious character. When Toby is shot, the police suspect French wine expert Hy Maudant and Fair, who discovered the body. Harry, unable to let the problem rest, finally realizes who's guilty. Only her brave pets and a coterie of barn-dwellers save her from death. Perhaps too much on the burgeoning wine business, but the delightful banter between the animals is sure to please fans who don't mind watching interesting human characters take a back seat to clever critters.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780553902389
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 2/28/2006
  • Series: Mrs. Murphy Series , #14
  • Sold by: Random House
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 256
  • Sales rank: 80,282
  • File size: 890 KB

Meet the Author

Rita Mae Brown is the bestselling author of several books. An Emmy-nominated screenwriter and a poet, she lives in Afton, Virginia.

Sneaky Pie Brown, a tiger cat born somewhere in Albemarle County, Virginia, was discovered by Rita Mae Brown at her local SPCA. They have collaborated on fourteen previous Mrs. Murphy mysteries: Sour Puss; Wish You Were Here; Rest in Pieces; Murder at Monticello; Pay Dirt; Murder, She Meowed; Murder on the Prowl; Cat on the Scent; Pawing Through the Past; Claws and Effect; Catch as Cat Can; The Tail of the Tip-Off; Whisker of Evil; and Cat’s Eyewitness, in addition to Sneaky Pie’s Cookbook for Mystery Lovers.

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Chapter One


"Mary Minor, wilt thou have this man to be thy wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance, in the holy estate of Matrimony? Wilt thou love him, comfort him, honor and keep him in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, keep thee only to him, so long as ye both shall live?"

"I will," Harry answered in a clear voice.

The Reverend Herbert Jones, in his sonorous tone, then asked, "Who giveth this woman to be married to this man?"

Susan Tucker, next to Harry, said, "I do."

Fair, smiling, repeated what he had memorized. "I, Pharamond Haristeen, take thee, Mary Minor, to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I plight thee my troth."

Perched on the balcony ledge, Mrs. Murphy, Harry's tiger cat, and Pewter, the roly-poly gray cat, observed intently. Tucker, the corgi, sat on a bench next to Mildred, the organist.

"Finally," the dog sighed.

"They're right for each other." Mrs. Murphy had cat's intuition about such matters.

"They tried it once, the second time should be the charm." Pewter wished the ceremony would speed along, because she was eager to attend the reception. The extravagance of foods thrilled her far more than contemplating human rituals.

"If you think the farm runs along like a top now, you just wait until Fair puts his back into it. He's strong as an ox." Tucker had always loved the six-foot-five-inch veterinarian. The feeling was mutual.

"Does this mean we won't be sleeping on the bed? I mean, do we have to put up with their thrashing around and all that moaning and groaning?" Pewter cherished sleep almost as much as food.

"Why would it be any different now, Pewts? Flop on the end of the bed and when they're done then go up and sleep on the pillow," Mrs. Murphy replied.

"Well, if they're married maybe they'll be doing it more, you know?" Pewter considered human physical intimacy an irritation. Then she giggled. "Or less."

"Won't be any different, except he'll be more relaxed. He's worked so hard to win her back. He'll be happy. Harry really is his great passion." Mrs. Murphy watched as Herb blessed the rings.

"Is Fair her great passion?" Pewter cocked her head.

Neither Mrs. Murphy nor Tucker said anything. After long thought, Tucker finally responded, "That's a hard question to answer."

"See, I don't think he is, even if she is marrying him," Pewter blurted out. "Look at Miranda and Tracy. He's loony about her and she swoons every time she looks at him. I mean, BoomBoom and Alicia, besotted with each other. Cow eyes, you know. But I never see that in Harry."

"Too rational." Tucker understood Pewter's point.

"Oh, we've all seen Harry toss reason to the winds. Not often, granted, but she can lose her temper or let her curiosity get the better of her. Judgment flies right out the window." Mrs. Murphy, too, pondered Pewter's observation. "She loves him. She wouldn't be standing there in that pretty dress if she didn't love him. She's," Mrs. Murphy paused, "diffident. Our dear mother gets more excited about ideas, about building a shed or planting redbud clover than she does about people. She likes people well enough and, like I said, she truly loves Fair, but her passions aren't about people. But he knows that. He knows just what he's getting."

"Guess so. They've known each other since before kindergarten." Tucker noticed Miranda wiping her eyes with a Belgian lace handkerchief. She also saw Paul de Silva holding Tazio Chappars's hand. He obviously was wildly in love with the young, talented architect. Alicia and BoomBoom didn't hold hands, but she saw Alicia give BoomBoom a handkerchief, as the Junoesque blonde was crying, too.

"Funny, BoomBoom crying, since everyone blamed her for the breakup of Harry's marriage even though they were separated," Tucker remarked.

"No one can seduce a man who doesn't want to be seduced. Fair was wrong and he paid penance. I say we forget the whole thing. Harry finally has." Mrs. Murphy was glad that Harry and BoomBoom had reclaimed a friendship out of painful circumstances.

"Guess BoomBoom and Alicia can't get married, huh?" Pewter twitched her tail, massive boredom setting in along with a grumbling stomach.

"They can, sort of, but the state doesn't recognize it." Tucker shifted her weight on the bench, which made Mildred Potter, the organist, pat her on the head.

"Why do people get married? We don't. It's such an expense, a big public display, and it costs a bloody fortune. Can't they just pair off and be done with it? Think of all the chicken and salmon and tuna and catnip you could buy with that money." Pewter honed in on her passion.

"This wedding isn't that expensive, because it's a remarriage." Tucker was getting hungry herself.

"Ha. The reception is going to cost about six thousand dollars. Probably more once the bar bill comes in. That's a lot of tuna," Pewter said.

"There's more than tuna at stake for humans. Marriage establishes paternity so a man isn't putting a nickel in another man's meter." Mrs. Murphy laughed. " 'Course, now with DNA, paternity can be established in ways that don't please all men. You play, you pay. They can no longer claim the baby isn't theirs." She paused. "The whole marriage thing is so ingrained in society that they can't really do without it. Doesn't even matter if they have children. It's something you've got to do."

"Like death and taxes." Pewter giggled.

"Aren't you glad you don't have to go through all this rigmarole?" Tucker sighed. "I'm happy Harry is marrying Fair, but it is exhausting."

"Who wants to be human? If there is reincarnation I'm coming back as myself." Pewter puffed out her gray chest.

"My, my, don't we think a lot of ourselves." Mrs. Murphy slyly batted at Pewter.

"Oh, and you'd like to come back as a caterpillar?" Pewter sassed.

Mrs. Murphy lashed out, a real whack.

Pewter struck back.

"Hey, hey, you two!" Mildred cautioned them, because it would be a long tumble down into the congregation.

Just as Herb uttered, "Those whom God hath joined together let no man put asunder," the people gathered below were treated to a hissing fit of such volume that a few heads tilted upward. Harry cast her eyes to behold the spectacle of Pewter giving Mrs. Murphy such a swat that the tiger cat slipped over the side of the balcony, hanging on by her claws.

"Dear God," she sighed.

"Little pagans," Herb whispered, which made Fair laugh.

With heroic effort, Mrs. Murphy hoisted herself up onto the balcony railing. Pewter shot off the railing, hit the organist's bench with all fours, endured a reprimand from Mildred and a yap from Tucker as she leapt onto the keys, which produced a mass of discordant notes throughout lovely St. Luke's Lutheran Church.

She then soared off the organ as Mrs. Murphy, in hot pursuit, gained on her. Up to the last row of the balcony, down to the exit, thundering down the carpeted stairs, Pewter skidded across the highly polished vestibule floor, knocking over the lectern with the red leather visitor's book opened. The book hit the floor. Mrs. Murphy left a few claw marks as she scrambled over the book. Pewter then turned a ninety-degree angle, bolting down the center aisle of the church.

BoomBoom reached out to grab her, but Pewter eluded the bejeweled hand, as did Mrs. Murphy. The two crazed felines headed straight for the nuptial pair.

Tucker had sense enough not to stop either cat. She watched with fascination, as did Mildred.

"You're a good doggy," Mildred crooned between her laughs.

"Yes, I am."

"I will kill you. I will kill you on Harry's wedding day!" Mrs. Murphy shouted.

"Gotta catch me first." Pewter, realizing she was the center of attention, was loving the limelight, quite oblivious to the discipline that might follow.

Herb bravely continued, and as he was pronouncing Fair and Harry husband and wife he rolled his eyes skyward, imploring the Lord not only to bless those two humans but to bless the two cats in quite a different way.

Pewter ducked under Harry's train. Mrs. Murphy wiggled right under. Pewter then emerged from the back of Harry's train with such force that Fair held on to her as Herb ended the ceremony with ". . . that in the world to come ye may have life everlasting. Amen."

Before Fair kissed his bride, they both watched Pewter land on the altar. She crouched behind the large gold cross. Mrs. Murphy landed on the altar, as well, the two towering floral displays on either side of the cross swaying unpredictably. The cats fought each other on either side of the cross.

Fair whispered, "Honey, let me kiss you before they wreck the place."

He kissed her and she kissed back, and when they broke the kiss, they just laughed until the tears came to their eyes. By now everyone was mesmerized, and it was dawning on Pewter that as much as she adored all these eyes upon her there might be hell to pay.

"She started it!" Pewter bellowed.

"I did not, you fat fat water rat!" Mrs. Murphy aimed a precise blow across the top of the cross.

Rushing in from the back to the side of the altar were Herb's cats, Elocution, Cazenovia, and Lucy Fur.

"What are you doing?" Cazenovia called to the warring kitties.

"You'd better stop or there will be blue murder," Lucy Fur, a sensible type, admonished.

"I'll kill her for sure!" Mrs. Murphy, livid, agreed to the murder rap.

The three church cats positioned themselves in front of the altar.

Elocution very sweetly pleaded, "If you don't stop, Poppy will get awfully upset. Come on." She loved Herb.

Mrs. Murphy, her back to the congregation, turned to look down at the three cats. Then she looked at all the people. She'd forgotten about them.

"Holy shit!" She leapt down.

"See, not only did she start it, she's a blasphemer." Pewter rejoiced in this moment.

With three strides of his long legs, Fair walked up and scooped Mrs. Murphy, ears flat against her head, into his arms.

"Pewter, you get out from behind the cross," Fair commanded.

Harry lifted her train, joining her husband. "Pewter, come on now. We'll forgive you if you come off the altar. Remember, forgiveness is Christian."

"Do it." Cazenovia added to Harry's plea.

Pewter slunk out from behind the cross. "I am innocent."

"That's what they all say." Fair laughed as though he understood Pewter's meow.

Bride and groom, each carrying an extremely naughty cat, walked down the center aisle as Mildred hit the keys.

Miranda, the lead singer in the choir of the charismatic Church of the Holy Light, said as the bride and groom walked by, "My delight is in the Lord; because He hath heard the voice of my prayer."

"Happy that they're finally married, honeybun?" Tracy held her hand.

"Yes, but my prayer was those two bad cats would get caught," Miranda replied.

The reception, held at the farm, exceeded everyone's expectations for a perfect April day. Small tables set up under the trees each had a lovely spring-flower arrangement. The food was truly superb, and Patricia Kluge and Bill Moses supplied all the wines from their Kluge Estates Vineyard. Over two hundred guests came to celebrate this glorious day. Even Mrs. Murphy and Pewter were forgiven as Harry fed them bits of turkey, ham, roast pork, and salmon.

She said to Fair, "No one will forget our wedding day."

He'd just given Tucker a whole sweet potato as people toasted the bride and groom. "I know I won't."

It was all seemingly perfect.

Chapter Two

The heaven-sent warmth and sunshine of Sunday, April 16, Harry and Fair's wedding day, evaporated on April 17 as a cold front swept down from Canada, bringing glowering skies, a drop in temperature, and cool showers.

T. S. Eliot wrote, "April is the cruelest month." It is doubtful he had agriculture in mind when he penned that immortal line, the beginning to one of the most famous poems in English letters, but any farmer in Virginia can tell you he was right.

A sixty-eight-degree day can be followed by a blizzard. This Monday, while not blizzard weather, proved cold enough for scarf, gloves, Barbour coat, and Thinsulate-lined work boots, all of which Harry wore as she checked the mares and foals. The mares, bequeathed to her and Fair by a friend who died quite young, unexpectedly, each delivered beautiful foals. Harry could never have afforded the stud fees. She marveled at how correct the three fillies and one colt were as they nuzzled up to their respective mothers.

Most couples marry in June; October is the second-most popular month, and the Christmas season is also popular. Since Harry worked the farm and Fair, a vet, specialized in equine reproduction, April was the best choice. The crush of delivering foals at two in the morning abated for him; the press of farm chores remained relatively light.

Harry walked the paddock fence lines. So many horse injuries are fence-related. Checking the fences every day was part of her routine. The health of her animals came first.

Tucker trotted behind Harry. Mrs. Murphy and Pewter stayed in the barn, the excuse being that the mouse population had mushroomed out of control. The reality was that Pewter didn't like cold and Mrs. Murphy wanted a good gossip with Simon, the possum living in the hayloft.

Also living in the hayloft was Flatface, a great horned owl, and Matilda, a huge slumbering blacksnake.

In Pewter's defense, she did perch on the tack trunk in the heated tack room, peering down at the cleverly hidden mouse hole behind the trunk. Her whiskers swept forward in anticipation of seeing a mouse snout appear. So far, the mice, smelling her, elected to stay put.

In the hayloft, Simon, a kleptomaniac, displayed his latest treasure for Mrs. Murphy.

"Doesn't it sparkle?" He proudly pushed forward a little clear tube of iridescent sunscreen.

"Where'd you find that?"

"In the old bucket full of the natural sponges."

"Hmm, Harry must have dropped it last summer. She rarely uses sunscreen. She should but, well, she gets busy and forgets those things."

"How was the wedding?"

Mrs. Murphy declined to relate her participation in the ceremony. "Harry was a beautiful bride. Just seeing her in a dress was worth the trip, and Fair wore a morning suit, which makes him more handsome, if that's possible."

"He is a handsome fellow. How come they didn't take a honeymoon?"

"Ha," Mrs. Murphy laughed. "Harry told Fair that every day with him was a honeymoon, besides which they'd been married before so why not just press on? I think they'll take a little vacation midsummer. Anyway, Simon, it was pretty good. I'm surprised you didn't come out for the party yesterday. Lots of little tidbits on the grass."

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  • Posted October 26, 2009

    Execellent light and funny reading

    My favorite books to read are those that take you away to a beautiful place you can picture in your mind. They need to be funny, a good plot twist and I don't want to have to figure anything out after I finish reading it. I used these books while I was in the process of quitting smoking. They gave ma a light escape from the world, took my mind off of wanting a cigarette and made me laugh out loud many times in each book. These are simply fun books to read. They are not heavy in thought and no descript violence. I am waiting for the next book to come out in paperback in November. Can't wait! I recommend the entire series, but start at the beginning if you can.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 10, 2007

    A real disappointment

    After reading and enjoying the first 13 books in the Mrs. Murphy series, I must say #14 is a real disappointment! Most of the characters didn't even have the same 'personality' that we have come to know. Terrorists, chemical warfare, grapes and their diseases it read like she published her research papers. It really didn't have her style of writing. If some one else wrote it, they should have asked for a little more help from 'Sneaky Pie'!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 25, 2014

    Quailfeather and Robinpaw

    Quailfeather jumps into the air.<p>

    Robinpaw widens his eyes in surprise, landing in the sand once more.<p>

    While her apprentice was caught off guard, Quailfeather landed on Robinpaw's back, pinning him down. "Try not to put yourself in a postion where you could easily be pinned," she suggests, stepping off.<p>

    Robinpaw nods, rising to his paws.<p>

    {The pair trained for hours until the sun was beginning to dip below the horizon.}<p>

    "Let's get back to camp," Quailfeather meows. "You've trained very hard today." She heads back to camp, beconing with her tail for her son to follow.<p>

    Robinpaw follows his mother, panting.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 2, 2012

    Fox scent

    A milky fox scent leads to a book in HorseClan territory...

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 11, 2012

    Daplepaw

    Dapplepaw ran in buzzing wuth excitement. She sniffed the air. There was a robin ad a mouse. Dapplepaw leaned down and leaped and the mouse. She landed on it and niped its neck. Dapplepaw burried it and got inti her crouch. She salked the robin. Dapplew jumped high and caught the robuns neck and landed on her feet. She burried the robin and ran to another result.

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  • Posted May 4, 2009

    Got to love Mrs. Murphy

    I'm a big fan of Mrs. Murphy and Rita and this book didn't disappoint me!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 19, 2007

    Dreary book, dreary writing

    I thought it was just me until I ready the other reviews. This book is extremely boring. Ms. Brown seems enthralled with Patricia Kluge (a very real person) to the point she obviously wrote the book entirely for her and not the reader. The book was all about snobbery and very little to do with the characters we all have come to know and like.This book seemed to have its own agenda. I hope she gets back on track in the next one.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 3, 2007

    A reviewer

    There was the potential for a good story here, but between all the bioterrorism talk & the usual brand-name-dropping (I hope Brown gets paid extra for it at least), this book was more headache than entertainment.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 29, 2006

    Purr-fect

    It's aboout time Harry and Fair remarried.I most say I had a feeling(he)was the one who killed them but I didn't think(he)would try to frame Fair and try to kill Harry.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 26, 2006

    Very disappointing

    I usually love these book but this is the worst book I have ever read. I did not even finish it. I am not sure what happened, but hope the next one in the series is back to old Rita Mae Brown.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 28, 2006

    Not sure what happened to one of my favorite authors.

    I looked forward to the latest book but once started it I was very disappointed. The foul language and the topic of bioterroism went on and on. I hear enough of both on TV and in the movies, I don't want to read it in one of my favorite series of books.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 13, 2006

    The Great Disappointment

    An environmental dissertation, very little story line, unacceptable language. Skimmed to the end just to be rid of it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 22, 2006

    CATNIP FOR COZY MYSTERY READERS

    Among the top writers of cat mysteries are Lillian Jackson Braun, Shirley Rousseau Murphy and, of course, Rita Mae Brown who co-authors with her tiger cat Sneaky Pie Brown. Each of these authors has gained a loyal following with their warm, witty, suspenseful tales grounded in the relationship between humans and their felines. Titles in this genre are often called ¿cozy mysteries¿ because of the lack of graphic violence. They¿re books that one can almost cuddle up with and enjoy the repartee between felines and their masters. Of course, all of these cats are gifted with speech so they speak freely between themselves and humans. Their opinion of human thought, customs and life is not always flattering but each knows where his or her next dish of tuna is coming from. In the case of ¿Sour Puss¿ readers again find themselves in the small town of Crozet, Virginia, where a wedding is taking place. Mrs. Murphy, a tiger cat belonging to Mary ¿Harry¿ Hairisteen, and Pewter, a rotund gray cat are viewing the joining of Harry and Fair, the local equine veterinarian. Tucker, a corgi, watches the exchange of vows from a bench next to the organist. Marriage to the cats is just one more puzzling aspect of human behavior. As Pewter observes, ¿Why do people get married? We don¿t. It¿s such an expense, a big public display......Can¿t they just pair off and be done with it?¿ Nonetheless, they patiently wait for the reception which means food, one of their prime interests. All went well at the ceremony until Pewter and Mrs. Murphy engaged in a swatting match that propelled Pewter off the balcony and onto the organist¿s bench. That wasn¿t the only interruption to Harry and Fair¿s new state of wedded bliss - a renowned horticulture expert, Professor Vincent Farland, is found dead in a field. Harry well knows that there¿s more to this than a body in a field, so with the help of Mrs. Murphy, Pewter and Tucker she begins her investigation. Readers of Rita Mae Brown¿s cat mysteries find as much enjoyment in the antics of her feline characters as they do in the crime solving. The author does offer a helpful cast of characters at the outset. First time readers would do well to acquaint themselves with this listing as characters, both two and four-legged abound. If you like cat capers this one¿s for you. - Gail Cooke

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 25, 2006

    Another great entry in this series

    Fun, interestng, filled with great characters and timely subject matter. Harry and the other characters are growing. And by having Harry leave the Post Office to devote all her energies to farming, Ms. Brown has broadened her territory. This book is both fresh and familiar. Highly recommended!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 9, 2006

    I give up!

    I have read this series since its inception. I am finally done...boring, boring, boring. She clutters her prose with uninteresting 'facts' and seems to be busy doing 'commercials' (do I really need to read about the downfall of Timberlands..and how they compare with Wolverines or Montrails?) Sorry Ms. Brown..but if you would worry more about your plot line, as opposed to comments about cars, trucks and cigars, etc...the books would benefit greatly.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    charming and intense amateur sleuth mystery

    After Fair cheated on Mary ¿Harry¿ Minor they separated as she nursed her anger and hurt for years. Fair spent years trying to reconcile with Harry and after a few years his perseverance finally paid off. They remarried in a church with all their close friends as witnesses including their pets Mrs. Murphy, Pewter and Tucker. Many of the residents, including Harry are growing grapes so that they can make wine from them. --- Professor Vincent Farland lectures on how bioterrorism can be used to destroy crops. He once taught two vintners in the area Toby Pittman, an unstable person, who thinks people are out to destroy Rockland Vineyards, and Arch Saunders who become the partner of Rollie Barnes, the owner of Spring Hill Vineyard. Arch had an affair with Harry when she divorced Fair and he wants her back. Professor Farland disappears and the police think foul play is involved. Toby calls Fair to look at his donkey¿s cut on his hind leg, but he finds him murdered, by a gunshot. When the professor is found buried on Harry and Fair¿s land, suspicion falls on him. Harry thinks the two murders are linked and the same person who killed them is responsible for the deadly insects planted on their land. When a third vintner is killed, Harry struggles to put the pieces together even if it means exposing herself to danger. --- Once again Rita Mae Brown and her collaboration with Sneaky Pie Brown has written a delightful, charming and intense amateur sleuth mystery. Part of the charm of this series is that the animals can communicate with each other across species lines and their conversations and actions win the hearts of the audience. Now that Harry and Fair are married the love they feel for one another is obvious and adds to the tale. Ms Brown has written another enthralling mystery that makes her readers feel enchanted with her storyline. --- Harriet Klausner

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