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Are you ready for a festive adventure? Join me, Junior, on the most PAWSOME, most BARKTASTIC journey through the HOWLIDAY SEASON.

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy! I've been waiting for ages to tell my story, and now it's finally happening! Being Rafe's dog isn't always easy, but it is always EXCITING! I've got so much to tell you about: How I protect the yard from birds, raccoons, squirrels, raccoons, mail carriers...and did I mention RACCOONS? These were all the most paw-some parts of my doggie life—until the evil Mrs. Stricker threatened to send me back to the pound if I didn't learn to behave. Now Rafe and I have to go to obedience school and win the trophy for Best Trained Dog...or else!

Junior is so excited - his human family is going on vacation, and this time they're taking him with them. And they're going to the most magical place in the world - the woods! All the sticks you could possibly want! Endless raccoons to chase! A lake to doggy-paddle in! It's a canine paradise! But all of Junior's best plans are ruined when Iona Stricker - the most miserable, cruel, and obedience-obsessed human you could ever meet - shows up and puts an end to his fun. That is, until a fugitive from the local animal shelter sneaks into camp and everything changes.

Grab your sunglasses and slather on the sunscreen! In this laugh-out-loud adventure for kids and animal lovers everywhere, summer is here and Junior is getting his very own doggy vacation. It's me, Junior, back again with another tail-wagging tale of mischief-making! I'll tell you all about the fur-raising time I had when my pet humans went on a trip without me, and the horrible place they left me.

Jake Wilson is something peculiar in the deep-south Bible belt town of Warner Robins, GA. He's a single pastor. In his early thirties, he's built a large, contemporary church with plans for an expansive building project. His nine-year-old goddaughter, Boston, lives on the other side of the country. When her parents are killed in a car accident, she becomes an orphan, and Jake becomes an overnight father.

We’re in luck, my person-pal, because we are going to see dino-roars! Yes, we! Including me, Junior, everyone’s favorite pup. Not even the pesky “no dogs in the museum” rule can keep me away from this fossil-tastic feast-a-saurus. It’s going to be a howling good time, so long as my friends and I don’t get caught. Otherwise this fur-raising adventure might end with us in the dog house!

Junior is loving his life with the Khatchadorian family. But his idyllic life soon turns to terror when a mysterious individual begins to make trouble in the neighborhood. It starts with a mysterious howling in the night. And when Junior's pooch pals realize their favorite toys are missing, things get serious. Junior thinks he knows what is happening. He's heard of a mysterious creature called the Howly Wiener that visits town once a year and fills the street with monsters.

Welcome to The Nothing to See Here Hotel! A hotel for magical creatures, where weird is normal for Frankie Banister and his parents, who run the hotel. When a goblin messenger arrives at The Nothing to See Here Hotel, announcing the imminent arrival of the goblin prince Grogbah, Frankie and his family rush into action to get ready for their important guest. But it soon becomes obvious that the Banister family are going to have their work cut out with the demanding prince and his never-ending entourage, especially when it turns out the rude little prince is hiding a secret....

Cheerful in the face of dark opposition. Innovative to improve a backward world. Industrial as a cure for oppressive conditions. Unyielding beneath all who seek to bind and control them. Faithful until they conquer the fear of death and rise to great acts of heroism and service. Mormons and steampunks are two faces of the same coin. Twelve authors spin tales of true believers facing impossible odds, risking this life in the hope of gaining something better after.

Imagine my WAG-NIFICENT excitement when I found out the circus was coming to town! I’d do anything to join those muscly mastiffs, tumbling toy poodles, and clowning corgis. It’s going to be a RE-BARK-ABLE show! With my whole pooch pack alongside me—and, of course, my favorite pet human, RUFF!—what could possibly go wrong?

Welcome to The Nothing to See Here Hotel! A hotel for magical creatures run by Frankie Banister and his parents. Frankie Banister and his family are preparing to celebrate Granddad Abraham’s 175th birthday - an occasion that’s going to be even more honkhumptious now that Abe’s ghost has showed up! When the unexpected spook reveals a secret underwater wing of the hotel that’s been hidden away for years, the Banister’s decide there’s only one thing for it...a whopping welcome home bash in the spectacular briny ballroom.

Life is never dull for Frankie Banister and the weird and wonderful guests of the Nothing to See Here Hotel - the number one holiday destination for magicals! But when Frankie is kidnapped and dragged off to a secret cistern-city deep in the dookiest depths of the sewers, things get a whole lot weirder! What has Frankie done to offend the mysterious ‘Boss’? Is he doomed to spend the rest of his life griping in the piping? Will he ever escape the dark and disgusterous dungeons? And what exactly is the gut-gurglingly named Poodly-Pipe?

It's 2105 and Cray has a killer life - literally. He spends every night hunting zombies to keep everyone else in New York safe. Of course he's alone, had a dysfunctional childhood, and could die at any moment, but that's not so bad. Right? After all, thanks to his tireless efforts and the efforts of the other Night Sweepers, society has a fighting chance of recovering from the zombie apocalypse and being normal again. Enter Jonathan Harbin, the son of the psychopath that made the virus that created the zombie horde.

Having just saved the hotel from a goblin prince, Frankie Banister and the guests are looking forward to enjoying themselves and celebrating the summer holiday of Trogmanay! But when Nancy the chef disappears, a snowstorm blows in (complete with Yeti family) and a number of mysterious guests arrive, something sinister seems to be taking over the hotel, and celebrating is the last thing on anyone’s mind....

Hello, my furless friend! Are you ready for a festive adventure? Join me, Junior Catch-A-Doggy-Bone, and my doggy pals on the poochiest, most barktastic journey through the Howliday Season. We’ll learn all about Fangs Giving, Crisp-Mouth and the mysterious Saint Lick. Find out why people called Carol come and sing outside the front door. And why trees suddenly appear inside your kennel!

A hilarious audiobook from the best-selling author of the Middle School series. Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy! I’ve been waiting ages to tell my story, and now it’s finally happening! Being Rafe’s dog isn’t always easy, but it is always exciting! I’ve got so much to tell you about: the amazing Catch-a-Doggy-Bone kennel. My favourite places for hiding snacks. And my ultimate nemesis - the vacuum cleaner! All the most important parts of a dog’s life.

You'll never guess what, my person-pal...I'm going to Hollywood! And, what's even better? All my best mutt-mates are coming with me! But my dreams of being talent-spotted while walking down streets paved with sausage meat don't quite come true. And when the vacation takes a very unexpected turn, I'll need to find a way to escape a living nightmare and get us all home!

I can’t wait to get to the most magical place in the world - the woods! Just imagine all the adventures. But all my best plans are ruined when Iona Stricker - the most miserable, cruel and obedience-loving human you could ever hope not to meet - shows up, making any fun impossible. Until...a canine criminal, escaped from Pooch Prison, sneaks into the camp and changes everything! This vacation might be fun after all!

I have something very im-paw-tant to tell you.... I was with my mutt mates in the dog park when we saw something monstrous through the trees...I recognised it straight away. It was a huge dino-roar! Now, I know what you're thinking - dino-roars don't exist anymore, right? Wrong. I spotted one in the flesh, well in the bone.... And it smelt tail-waggingly tasty! I followed its sniff-a-licious scent to the biggest building I've ever seen, and the smells coming from inside were the most dusty, moldy, oldy, dirt-lectable whiffs I've ever wrapped my snout around.

Something terrible is going on, my person-pal! Something so DREADFUL, it’s enough to curl your tail with TERROR (if you have one, of course)...A spine-jangling howling has been heard in the middle of the night, favorite toys have been stolen, trash bags have been shredded and all the best pee-spots have been re-scented! It must have something to do with the night of the howly wiener, which is only days away....