
I finally found her again in Feet of Clay. In fact, she's one of the major characters and develops greatly over the course of the story. The story starts with the bludgeoning deaths of two old men and the poisoning of Lord Vetinari. Angua's lupine nature means that she's got a few very useful skills and an excellent sense of smell, but even she can't track this killer.
In the meantime Captain Vimes, otherwise known as Sir James, is adjusting to his new life as landed nobility. Part of that is getting his very own coat of arms. Except the college of Heralds won't give him one because his several times removed Great Grandfather killed the last king of Ankh-Morpork. It shouldn't matter to him, but somehow it gets right in under the skin.
This is a kind of anti-Sherlock Holmes mystery. Vimes hates cleverness and favors dogged persistence, but the mystery of how Vetinari is being continually poisoned under the noses of the watch just bothers him no end while the city's golems running amok just adds insult to injury. Of course, it all falls together in the end.
I loved this book. I usually enjoy Pratchett's novels, but I rarely get truly enthusiastic about them. This one really resonated. Possibly because it was new ground, but I think it's more that I really like the golems and I like Angua.
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