Seamus the private detective is no chicken. He's a turkey. And after the disastrous case of the Rampaging Rhinoceros, his feathers are a little ruffled.
You should never trust a cat in a fur coat, but when Ms Ermine comes slinking in with a clawful of cash, Seamus just can't say no. Soon he's up to his beak in a case involving a sinister snake, pigs with piercings and a meerkat called Elvis.
It's all a bit much for a turkey to handle. Especially because turkeys don't have any hands.