A howl rends the peaceful atmosphere of the night asunder! They come! And there is no way to sate their ravening hunger! They will not be deterred...not until you throw the stick? Heed the old poem, "Even a man who's pure of heart and says his prayers at night, may become a....poodle? Wait, what in the heck is going on here? Christopher Richter might not have said his prayers every night, and his heart was as pure as anyone else. He had a nice normal life. Until the night he was bitten by a Lhasa Apso under the full moon. Now he needs to learn the rules of being a fluffy, curly hound from hell three nights a month. He needs to fear the bigger things that lurk in the night if he's to survive The Curse of the Werepoodle! The newest horror comedy from Paul Lubaczewski, author of The Wild Witches of West Bygod, I Never Eat...Cheesesteak and Brat Out of Hell will make sure the fur flies!