This book reminded me a lot of middle school English class, when we read 'The Hound of the Baskervilles', as Conant mentioned that work and many of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's other Sherlock Holmes books often throughout this book. That said, I haven't read any of his other works and 6th grade was over 15 years ago, so my memory of it was a bit faded, so had I kept up on my Sherlock Holmes, I may have enjoyed this book more.
By no means was the book bad, I just felt it would have been enhanced by knowing as much about the Sherlock Holmes stories as the main characters do. In this book, Holly Winter, magazine author and owner of championship Malamutes, is working to get one of her malamutes a therapy dog certification by taking him to visit residents of a nursing home. They befriend a lady named Althea, who is well-versed in the writings of Doyle but has found few of her fellow residents who share her interest, instead inviting two of her dearest male friends to visit often, elderly men who seem even more passionate than Althea. When Althea's great-nephew dies while visiting her sister CiCi, the men encourage Holly and her dogs to join in a Holmes-style investigation into whether the man was the victim of an accident or something more sinister.
Holly, meanwhile, has taken up an interest in a woman named Irene, who was supposedly channeling the spirit of CiCi's former dog to bring him back to visit in a series of séance-like sessions. This same woman also convinced clients of Holly's veterinarian boyfriend, Steve, that their show dog was a victim of malpractice at the hands of Steve, and Holly is convinced that the woman is a kook. She believes the great-nephew felt the same way about the 'pet psychic', but can't figure out how a slight woman like Irene could kill a large man. Other suspects emerge as Holly ponders CiCi's inheritance from her husband and realizes that with the great-nephew dead, the elderly sisters are each other's sole heir, and thus someone with a desire for the money and a close enough connection to either woman could want the great-nephew out of the picture.
Like most of Conant's books, the story seems to be woven a little too tight, and things that should be coincidental are actually intentional in the end. I enjoyed the resolution of the case, but as mentioned earlier, think it would have made more sense if I too was a fan of the Sherlock Holmes mysteries.