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Finally, a candidate representing all Americans - both predator and prey!

Tired of politics as usual? Despair not: This election year, Rita Mae Brown has thrown her cat into the ring. Her intrepid feline co-author, Sneaky Pie Brown, is taking time off from her busy schedule writing bestselling mysteries to run for President of the United States.

Hail to the Chief: Sneaky Pie heads to the Oval Office with an animal-friendly agenda to unify all Americans - regardless of whether they walk on two or four feet or even if they fly.

With help from her friends - the irascible gray cat Pewter, the wise Corgi Tee Tucker, and Tally, the exuberant Jack Russell - Sneaky crisscrosses her home state of Virginia hoping to go where no cat since Socks Clinton has gone: 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. In the tradition of her heroine, Sojourner Truth, she takes her case to the masses. Journeying from the lair of the red-shouldered hawk to the nest of the tufted titmouse, from a pasture full of curmudgeonly cows to the stately halls of Monticello, the tenacious tiger cat even secures the chattering support of Thomas Jefferson's mice.

Mice backing a cat for president? Yes, we can!

Now, if Sneaky can get the animal community to band together for the common good, why not the humans? After all, who better to get the economy purring again than an honest tabby with authentic political stripes? Human candidates have had their chance in Washington, with dubious results of late: nowhere does it say in the Constitution that the president cannot be a cat.

Isn't it time for real change? Vote Sneaky!

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Rita Mae Brown is the bestselling author of the Sneaky Pie Brown series; the Sister Jane series; the first two books in her new Nevada series: A Nose for Justice and Murder Unleashed; Rubyfruit Jungle; In Her Day; and Six of One, as well as several other novels. An Emmy-nominated screenwriter and a poet, Brown 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 twenty previous Mrs. Murphy mysteries: 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; Cat’s Eyewitness; Sour Puss; Puss ’n Cahoots; The Purrfect Murder; Santa Clawed; Cat of the Century; Hiss of Death; and The Big Cat Nap, in addition to Sneaky Pie’s Cookbook for Mystery Lovers.

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C H A P T E R 1
A United Front, with Tails

"When in the Course of human events." Sneaky Pie took a breath. The cat paused in her reciting. "There's the fatal flaw right there! Human. The Declaration of Independence limits itself to a species that has weak senses and is highly irrational."
"Well, there's nothing we can do about it," Pewter re- plied to the sleek tiger cat. She had just found the perfect spot of sunlight to relax in. "Why get worked up over it? " But the gray cat's political apathy did not at all slow down the now-worked-up Sneaky Pie. "Leave these hu- mans to their own devices and eventually laws will be passed forcing us to wear clothes."
"You can't be serious." Pewter's voice rose sharply. "Underpants? " Awakened by the talk, Tally, the Jack Russell, roused herself. "Underpants. I'm not wearing underpants."
"Oh, I can see you now, a lovely floral pair of silk panties with precious lace." Pewter licked her lips, a hint of malice enlivening her face.
"Panties! Panties! Never." The pint-sized dynamo ran in circles as if chasing her tail.
"Sit down, idiot," Tee Tucker, the corgi, commanded her housemate.
"I am not an idiot." Tally sat, but not before baring her impressive white fangs.
"Dogs forced to wear silly outfits is not so far-fetched," said Sneaky Pie. "You've listened to the presidential de- bates. One Bible-thumping fellow thinks if gay marriage is passed, humans will want to marry animals. Making us wear clothes might just be the next step after that." Sneaky imagined the future with such a president.
"Gross!" Pewter spat out.
"Sex. Sex. Sex!" Tally jumped up, running in circles again.
"Sit down, for Christ's sake. You're making me dizzy," Tucker again commanded.
"Underpants, sex." The pretty little rough-coated Jack Russell raised her eyebrows. "This is just too weird." "That's my point." Sneaky Pie walked over to the distressed dog. "If a human running for president wastes everyone's time yammering about deviant sex, politics has gone truly off the rails."
"Zoom!" Tucker moved her head as though watching a speeding train, lowering her voice. She asked her three friend animals, "Have you had deviant sex? "
Sneaky Pie swatted her right on the rump. "Of course not! Among us, let's raise the tone, please!"
"Sex! Sex! Sex!" Tally shrieked in opposition.
"Will you sit down!" Both cats shouted at the young un- spayed female dog.
Tears came to Tally's soft brown eyes. "I don't want to wear frilly underpants. What can we do? "
"How about a Declaration of Independence for animals? " Pewter sensibly suggested. "People revere Thomas Jefferson's writing on humans' so-called inalienable rights, or they pretend to do so, anyway."
"Pretend is the operative word. Believe me, if he came back and tried to run as a candidate today, they'd throw him out of Convention Hall," Tucker declared.
"Back to my original thought, there's nothing we can do about it," said Pewter.
"Pewts, if these humans destroy their political system, it's going to affect us one way or the other. We are Americats, after all."
Tally jumped up in excitement, then sat right back down when she noticed all the others giving her the evil eye. "I'm an Ameridog."
"Doesn't sound as cool," Pewter scoffed, casually licking her front paw.
"Still counts." Tally took on a belligerent tone.
"She's right. We&rsquo

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