Haroun and the Study of Mischief

<p><strong>Two Very Good Boys might like to fight crime... if there has been a crime other than their fashion sense.</strong></p><p> </p><p><em>Don't get a torch too close to his djellaba.</em></p><p><em>It might catch fire?</em></p><p><em>You might see it.</em></p><p>Venerable Haroun the blind <em>saluqi</em> priest of the dog-headed god Yepuet has come to the wild and collarless Tel-Bastet the City of Cats for an education in mischief. </p><p>And Haroun has never met a crime of fashion he wouldn't commit.</p><p>Shai Madhur the disabled human priest of Upaja thought accepting Haroun's leash meant being Haroun's seeing-eye human. He wasn't prepared for the political machinations... or for Haroun's sense of humor.</p><p>When a kind prophet-prince goes missing Haroun smells iniquity in the air. (Iniquity it turns out smells like <em>kumiss</em> spilled on a tomcat in dire need of a bath.) </p><p>The problem with everyone in Tel-Bastet knowing what a Good Boy their Shai Madhur is is that people keep trying to <em>rescue</em> him whether he needs it or not. Not that he's complaining exactly. But Madhur swears he is <em>never</em> going carousing again... no matter how soulful Haroun's puppydog eyes are.</p><p>With a splash of Studio Ghibli a sprinkle of Roshani Chokshi and a dash of Terry Pratchett when the cats and dogs need to learn to live together Haroun and Madhur take on the difference between what is <em>seen </em>and what is <em>true</em>. </p>