Sherlock Romes & Watson discussing the Mystery so far
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Musselburgh operating in Edinburgh & East Lothian
3rd March 2019
Animal Antics. Part 3.
Investigators were unusually quiet; they were listening for the sound of a
certain car parking up around the back of the house. Duncan’s little Polo, with
its precious cargo of food – and the folder obtained for them by Sherlock
Romes, the world’s greatest feline detective.
hear him yet’? barked Barney the staffie, coming in from his walk and unable to
contain himself. The other animals shushed him. Marley pointed out that it was
obvious they hadn’t. Rather disappointed at being made to be quiet, Barney
shrugged and took his place beside his human mum, Linda, on the sofa. He knew
that she, too, awaited the return of volunteer Fred with the food for the
Archie’s ears pricked up; he had heard an engine with just the right pitch!
Nodding to Barney to begin, he slunk off towards the front door to play his
part in what would come next. Barney, excited that he himself would get a big
part in the proceedings, loped happily off in the same direction, barking
madly. Linda got up to let him out, assuming he had ‘business’ in the back
door was open, Archie sat in the doorway, blocking it with his sturdy bengal
hide. Once an overly-slim cat, he had come into his own recently, and had
filled out into a splendid doorstop. Taking his cue from the cat, Barney thundered
into the outer hall to meet Duncan as he struggled in with the bags. For the
first time ever, instead of knocking him down, Barney loped straight past him.
Marley and Misty raced out after the big dog, all heading for the car. Linda,
wondering what was going on, had her only exit blocked by Duncan and several
‘Cook-Inn’ bags for delivery in the Granton area. It took them some time to
sort this bottleneck out. Time which Barney and the cats used to meet Fred, who
was still exiting the car. Handily, this meant the vehicle was still unlocked.
Barney’, Fred said in joy as his dog came up to greet him. Barney made a huge
fuss of the tired volunteer, licking him all over so that he didn’t notice
Marley sliding silently into the back of the car. She located the red folder
and eased it out of its plastic bag, dropping it in front of Misty.
black tom grabbed the folder in his stronger jaws and fled back to the house.
after dark, Misty yowled to be let out. As Linda opened the window and headed
off to bed, he grabbed the folder and hared off into the garden, heading for
pixie was jumping up and down on the lawn, grateful for the darkness but unable
to contain his excitement. ‘What have you brought me’? He said, stroking the
cats’ fur and taking the red folder.
from Sherlock Romes’ explained Marley, as Misty handed Eugene the torch.
‘Janine’s work folder from years ago, when she did her night course in horticulture!
Every local plant and weed is in there, so you shouldn’t have to eat anything
you can’t identify’. Marley sat up proudly. ‘Now you’ll be safe from all the
eyes bulged as he took in all the notes inside the folder, complete with
pictures. ‘I’m not really human’, he said, as a twinge of doubt overtook him.
‘What if something not ordinarily harmful to people is bad for me’?
‘You used to
eat dogfood’! Misty reminded him sarcastically. Once, years ago, the big, black
tom had mistakenly eaten from Barney’s bowl in the dark; the awful taste had
never left him. ‘Besides’, he added thoughtfully; ‘Janine is a multiple
allergic herself. Anything she’s listed as edible should be ok for almost
hungry pixie took the folder into his manhole happily, focussed his new torch
on the pages, and started to read.