Harriet is Caught Out

Me: Have you seen Harriet this morning?

Nell: I have.

Me: Is she alright? Only, she didn’t come upstairs after breakfast for her usual cuddle.

Nell: I’m afraid cuddles are out of the question at the moment.

Me: Why?

Nell: Harriet is being interviewed by the police.

Me: What?

Nell: Harriet has been a very naughty animal.

Me: What’s she supposed to have done?

Nell: CCTV footage shows a chocolate Labrador with an extremely sandy tennis ball on the steps to the beach yesterday evening.

Me: But Harriet was out the front on the terrace with Dave, wasn’t she?

Nell: I’m afraid she wasn’t.

Me: Are you sure?

Nell: Yes. I quote: ‘When questioned, Mr David Martin was forced to admit that his darling sister Harriet was not with him all evening.’

Me: Darling sister. Bless him.

Nell: ‘Mr Martin thought the accused was in the back garden visiting Beauregard and Mrs King.’

Me: Are they being questioned too?

Nell: We all are.

Me: But what’s Harriet supposed to have done?

Nell; She went to the beach alone.

Me: She shouldn’t have done that.

Nell: No, she shouldn’t.

Me: I bet she was spying for Sally.

Nell: I’ve spoken to Sally. This was not a spying mission.

Me: Oh dear.

Nell: It seems that Harriet went to the beach alone simply to have fun.

Me: She does love the sea.

Nell: Beach visits are not allowed without supervision. Everyone knows that. All dogs must be accompanied by a responsible adult.

Me: Hang on a minute. There aren’t any CCTV cameras on the beach.

Nell: Well, someone took photos of Harriet and sent them to the police.

Me: But who would want to harm sweet Harriet?

Nell: Come on Sherlock Martin. Who recently opened a beach bar?

Me: Of course. Sorry.

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