Maybe I'm really getting used to the series or I'm really loving Alex and Shelby's dynamics or I think I'm falling for Australia or maybe the writing is just getting that much better, but I love this instalment of the series much more than all the rest. 
 It's not just the talking mice, mind you. It's Helen the Wadjet, Basil the yowie, and the entire freakin clan of the Thirty-Sixers. 
 The novel is kinda a "meet the family" with a truly horrible infestation of werewolves. It worked really, really well. :) I'm stoked and thrilled. :) 
 I'm not just having fun any more. This fourth book commemorates my official and formal status of FANBOY. :) 
 Alex has rapidly and far-outstripped my previous enjoyment of his little sister's adventures. :)