Senor Piggy turns out to be a witness of sorts in the CAT ON A HOT TIN WOOF case. Here Chet – canine narrator of the Chet and Bernie mysteries but NOT a talking #dog – meets Señor Piggy for the first time. (Coming April 14, no law against preordering.)

He poked his snout, or at least some of it, through one of the squares between the chain links. My, how hot his eyes were! He wanted to take me on, no doubt about it. When some rando wants to take me on I want to take him on right back. I’m sure you’re the same. Since there was no way this dude—basically a huge jiggling barrel—could hop the fence, the fence hopper was going to be me. No problemo, leaping being my very best thing, as I’ve already had the pleasure of mentioning. I bunched up my strength, growled a growl that strikes fear into anyone within hearing distance—although it seemed to make Senor Piggy’s eyes burn even hotter, perhaps something to think about later—and launched myself high into the—

“Ch-et?”