We’ve survived January, and February is upon us! The groundhogs are frolicking in their shadows, while our snow has melted to mud in Michigan. Tomorrow, my husband and I will be jetting away to Hawaii to escape the dreary weather, and I cannot wait! I’m looking forward to every part of our trip – except leaving the dogs. They will be well cared for and pampered by friends and family, but I still dislike being apart from them. I have stocked them up on chikkie slop and treats and toys for the duration, but I think they are going to enjoy the toys the most.
Over the holidays, an admirer sent them some toys and they were very pleased with both items, until they destroyed one of them. I have attempted to recreate the crime scene below.
On the left, we see the victim, Mr. Froggy. He has clearly been shredded and de-squeaked. On the right, we see the suspect, Bruce Wayne. A piece of fabric that matches Mr. Froggy’s DNA dangles from his mouth. Caught red-handed, er toothed.
In this exhibit, we see Bruce Wayne eager to sink his teeth into the victim, and later, he looks guilty as he is presented with the mangled toy.
Gidget McFidget presents her alibi, showing Ms. Dragon, in purple, is completely unharmed. However, the savaged carcass of Mr. Froggy can be seen behind her.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, was it Bruce Wayne who destroyed Mr. Froggy, or was it Gidget McFidget who is trying to pin it on her brother? Or could it be that they were both involved as accomplices? Dun – Dun – Dun. In the puppy-dog justice system, toy-based offenses are especially heinous. The pawlice are still investigating.
Who do you think is real culprit? Let me know your thoughts in the comments.
Dawn Levitt, Author 