The first time Gordon Christy saw the Doberman, it was riding in the black MG that forced his car off the road leading to Vail, Colorado. The next time, it had all forty-two teeth bared and was keeping the police from the body that had already turned the pale carpet of the elegant condominium a deep, dark red. Christy was no detective. The new vet in this jet-set ski resort, he had an Old English Sheepdog that needed a psychoanalyst and a Siberian Husky who"d swallowed an elephant (rubber, of course). But he soon found he also had a fascinating case of murder of murder. The mysterious Doberman and a pretty young blonde kept him from letting sleeping dogs lie and plunged him into dangerous pursuit of a viciously clever killer. This is #1 in Gordon Christy, D.V.M. Mystery.