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It’s a Mystery

Nell: You’re up early.

Me: I have a doctor’s appointment.

Nell: Why?

Me: I’m finally having my shingles and pneumonia vaccinations.

Nell: That’s good, I suppose.

Me: Yes. You didn’t feel much like paddling in the river yesterday, did you?

Nell: No. I was a little tired, so I decided to watch the other two from the river bank.

Me: Dave had a swim and a good long drink.

Nell: There’s nothing like the taste of fresh cool water.

Me: I sometimes wonder if Harriet is part otter. She loves the water so much.

Nell: She does.

Me: Do we know who took the biscuits?

Nell: The Stuffed Tiger is looking rather shifty.

Me: You always say that.

Nell: And crumbs were found on the top of the wardrobe.

Me: By whom?

Nell: The Cat, if you must know.

Me: What was The Cat doing on the wardrobe?

Nell: A question many have asked.

Me: Well? Do you know why it was up there?

Nell: It probably wanted a word with the Stuffed Tiger.

Me: The Stuffed Tiger doesn’t speak.

Nell: That doesn’t mean it can’t listen.

Me: True. Have there been any birds in the house, recently?

Nell: Apart from flamingos?

Me: Obviously.

Nell: I think Owl Pacino and Tawny Tim might have popped in to see Harriet about something, but they didn’t fly upstairs.

Me: Owls wouldn’t steal biscuits.

Nell: Probably not.

Me: I was thinking more of Beefies.

Nell: Beefies aren’t allowed in the house. I don’t even like them in the garden.

Me: But stealing biscuits is a Beefy sort of thing to do.

Nell: Yes, it is.

Me: It’s a mystery.

Nell: Never mind all that now. Go and get some breakfast. You can’t be vaccinated on an empty stomach.

Me: No. You’re right. Sorry.

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