A Toot Hansell Christmas Cracker

Rebellious Christmas wreaths.
Mysterious welly-dwelling eggs.
A plague of irate water fowl.
And ten ladies of a certain age who are by no means the least troublesome of Toot Hansell's residents, as far as Detective Inspector Adams is concerned. She's entirely certain her training never covered dealing with the Women's Institute, dragons, or festive magic spills.
Not to mention invisible dogs with caffeine dependencies.
But Christmas is almost here. Things can't go too wrong ... can they?
Well. It is Toot Hansell ...

Kim is owned by a cat, but you probably already guessed that. As well as snarky feline PIs, she also writes about mystery-solving dragons, the dangers posed by determined ladies of a certain age, and friendship. Because all these things are magic.