It's all about milking it... when you're The Dairy Queen

Want to know what I, said queen, wish for?

• World peace.
• A positive pregnancy test for my sister.
• A best friend who suffers momentary sanity.
• A lifetime supply of "treaties" for my dog.
• And something---anything-----that would erase this capital L from my forehead.

Not necessarily in that order.

Dicey doesn't remember the exact moment her world went splashing counterclockwise down the toilets of Australia. But it must have been somewhere between breaking up with her husband during an anniversary dinner, losing her pajama empire and being evicted from her beautiful house. Yet now that it's just her, a bottle of red and a bucket of pistachios (yum, dinner), is there anything beyond rock bottom?

Yes. It's called Moo.

Dicey knows running home to the cow-obsessed town with her sister, best friend and hulking Irish wolfhound is madness. But when the girls are soon overwhelmed, er, embraced by the locals, Dicey realizes the quiet anonymity she was planning on milking won't be possible. Especially when her sour city life suddenly invades and she discovers going home isn't the same thing as giving up.

Not even close.