Ha! Now this is what I mean by a Christopher Moore book. Even Moore so than Fluke, this book is a side-splitting stand-alone slapstick. Sorry, couldn’t resist that one.
This takes place in a sleepy coastal California town, with a toking sheriff, terminator barkeep, and retired Xena-wannabe. And, the Labrador who’s devoted to his Food Guy, within reason.
In rolls an empathic shape-changing lust-inducing aquatic pseudo-dinosaur. What exactly, and why? Don’t ask, just enjoy. Unlike Fluke, the Deus is explained ex machina early and then we get to enjoy the mayhem.