Christmas had settled gently over the neighborhood. Lights glowed in the windows. Snow fell without urgency. Doors opened more easily this time of year. That’s how the knock came. Not sharp. Not hurried. Just grateful. Mr. and Mrs. Smart opened the door to find a neighbor standing there, bundled in a winter coat, holding a familiar calico cat close to her chest. “I just wanted to thank you,” she said warmly. “Your cats helped guide her home when she slipped out back. She foll

📅 Monday, December 15 The neighborhood was buzzing — and not in a cheerful, holiday way. Mr. Smart stood at the mailbox chatting with Mr. Alvarez from two houses down. “First it was my gardening gloves,” Mr. Alvarez said, scratching his head. “Then my ladder was moved. I found it leaning against the fence like someone borrowed it… and forgot to ask.” Mrs. Smart joined them, arms folded. “You’re not the only one. Mrs. Chen’s holiday wreath disappeared for a whole day. And som

📅 Monday, December 8 The morning sun had barely touched the rooftops when the Smarts stepped outside and found their neighbor, Mrs. Delaney, pacing beside her vegetable planters. Mr. Smart called out, “Everything alright?” Mrs. Delaney huffed. “No! Something keeps stealing from my garden. First the tomatoes… then the squash… and last night, my biggest bell pepper just disappeared!” Mrs. Smart leaned sympathetically over the fence. “That’s awful — it sounds like more than jus

Mr. Smart sighed as he dropped the meeting packet onto the table."Missing gardening gloves on Maple Street… vanished pumpkins… a kid lost his sneaker… someone’s chalk drawings disappeared overnight.” Mrs. Smart added, “And Mrs. Vargas misplaced her glasses again.” They both shook their heads, wondering how so many things could go missing in one small community. But someone else was listening. Frankie Sinatro, P.I., crouched beside the chair, ears perked, whiskers forward, abs

In the Smart household, there is a special jar that sits right by the front door — a jar filled with whiskers that Mr. Smart discovers while vacuuming and Mrs. Smart saves with love. Some say whiskers placed by the door keep the home safe from wandering spirits and unknown visitors. But Frankie Sinatro, P.I. has his own  take on things. He claims the jar is his evidence vault. He claims every whisker inside holds a clue. He claims that he  alone is the guardian of the Smart

Previously on Frankie Sinatro, P.I.: Episode 5 — * The Case of the Brave Heart* : Frankie uncovered not a crime… but a miracle — Deano’s brave FIP survivor story. The softest, most powerful mystery yet. ⭐ The Case of the Missing Turkey Leg ⭐ Thanksgiving week had arrived, and the Smart household smelled like heaven. Roasted vegetables, cinnamon rolls cooling on the counter, and one very important object of feline interest: Mr. Smart's special turkey leg. It sat proudly on

Not all cases start with clues. Some start with a heartbeat. It was early morning — the kind of soft golden light that makes the whole house feel like it’s holding its breath. I padded down the hallway, and that’s when I saw him. Deano. Sitting by the closet. Quiet. But not sad — thoughtful. We haven’t always understood each other. He’s the sunshine-orange optimist, and I’m the trenchcoat, moonlight type. But lately, something’s been changing between us. A comfort. A knowing

Welcome to Monday Mystery Blog with Frankie Sinatro, P.I. 🕵️‍♂️The coffee’s brewing, the night is quiet, and somewhere in the Smart household… mischief is afoot. Each Monday, our favorite feline detective invites you to tag along on another whisker-tingling case — where clues hide in the shadows, and justice is always served (with a side of tuna). Previously on Frankie Sinatro, P.I.: The red-yarn case was tied up neat, but a detective’s whiskers never rest. Especially when t

🕵️‍♂️ The pantry’s been raided. The cookies are crumbs. And my magnifying glass smells suspiciously like tuna. Midnight’s calling… and so is the next case. The Smart household’s gone quiet — maybe too  quiet. But when the fridge light flickers at midnight and cookie crumbs lead straight to the cat door, Detective Frankie Sinatro grabs his magnifying glass and gets to work. 🕵️‍♂️🍪Was it Deano? Oreo? Or something with a mask and a sweet tooth?Find out this Monday in “The Cas

Nov. 3 Season 1 Episode 1 Previously on Frankie Sinatro, P.I.: The private investigator found more than a clue last time — he found a porch, a family, and maybe even a forever home. But a detective’s work is never done… The morning started with a breeze — the kind that flips fallen leaves and trouble at the same time. I was lounging by the porch window, half-watching the neighborhood, half-dreaming about breakfast number two, when Mrs. Smart’s voice cut through the calm. “Oh

🕵️‍♂️ Episode 3: “The Case of the Vanishing Yarn” Premieres Monday, November 3 🗓️ 🎙️ Frankie Sinatro here… I thought it’d be a quiet week on the porch — until a red yarn ball went missing and the whole neighborhood started pointing paws. Billie swears it rolled away. Oreo blames the wind. But me? I smell feathers. 🐦 Join me this Monday for another Whisker Winks Press Monday Mystery  — where no clue is too small, and every tail has a twist. 📚 Read the full case at:   Whis

It was one of those nights — crisp air, rustling leaves, and pumpkins grinning like they knew something I didn’t. The porch light flickered once, twice, then steadied. Billie was watching from her favorite corner, eyes half-open but ears twitching. Oreo sat proudly beside the candy bowl like a security guard with a sweet tooth. Samy, of course, was snoring in rhythm with the wind. I adjusted my fedora and squinted into the yard. Something moved. Slow. Slippery. Sneaky. A shad

The Case of the Creeping Shadow The pumpkins are lit. The shadows are moving. And Frankie Sinatro’s whiskers are tingling. When the porch grows quiet and the wind starts to whisper… you know it’s time for another case. 🎃 👀 Don’t miss midnight spooky mystery on the blog! 🕯️ New episode drops at midnight — only at WhiskerWinksPress.com 🏷️ Hashtags #FrankieSinatroPI #WhiskerWinksPress #HalloweenMystery #TheCaseOfTheCreepingShadow #WhiskerWinksWorld #CatDetective #WhiskerWink

✨ New Blog Every Monday | Whisker Winks Press The streets are quiet, the porch light’s glowing… and Detective Frankie Sinatro is back on the case. Every Monday, follow the tuxedo cat with a heart of gold as he uncovers life’s little mysteries — one pawprint, one clue, and one heartwarming twist at a time. ❤️ Whether it’s a case of missing treats or a creeping Halloween shadow, there’s always more to the story under the whiskers. 🎩 Read the new blog every Monday 🐾 Follow Fra

✨ A Whisker Winks Press Production | Monday Mystery Series Meet Frankie Sinatro — tuxedo cat, streetwise detective, and the newest heart of the Whisker Winks world.Once a wanderer with a suitcase full of stories, Frankie’s found his forever porch… and a new mission: solving life’s little mysteries, one whisker at a time. From lost treats to haunted pumpkins, every Monday brings a new case — filled with warmth, wit, and a touch of magic.Because in Frankie’s world, even the sma

A Whisker Winks Press Productions | Monday Mystery Series The day started quiet — too quiet. I was sittin’ by the sidewalk, my old case file — a beat-up little suitcase — resting beside me. My tuxedo coat was dusty from the road, and my tie had seen better days. The streets had gone cold and so had my luck. I wasn’t looking for clues anymore. I was just looking for a sign. That’s when I heard them — two familiar voices full of excitement and hope. Billie and Oreo. Then I saw