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We Have a Mystery Here – Help Friends

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We have a real mystery here Scooby Doo.  I need all of my crime solving friends to come help please.  The biggest mystery has happened this week here at the Hotel Thompson.  Dad’s favorite t-shirt is missing.  Gone.  No where to be found.  MIA.  No forwarding address – disappeared like it was in a magical act.

Like every Friday morning, dad gathered all of the laundry around the house, including his favorite t-shirt, for the wash.  He does the same thing every Friday.  Nothing unusual there.  Clothes went in the washer and later he transferred everything to the dryer.

That’s when the mystery started.  After all of the clothes were folded and put up, he couldn’t find his favorite shirt.  I do say *his* favorite shirt because mommy can’t stand it – snorts.  She says that there are more holes in his favorite shirt than in Swiss cheese.  That’s a lot of holes.  He says it’s comfortable and he loves it.  Once upon a time, it had a picture of his old college – Georgia State University.  But, he’s worn it so much that the picture has faded and it has become really ventilated.  He even tries to wear out in public.  Mommy says that people are going to think that she doesn’t clothe him or he doesn’t have any other clothes.  He just laughs at her and tells her she doesn’t understand.  Does your human daddy do this?

He calls mommy at our normal 3:00pm timespan when I wake up from my afternoon nap.  He tells her about his favorite shirt being MIA.  He’s actually heartbroken!  Of course, she feels his pain but secretly between you and me, I think she was jumping for joy in her office that it was gone.

 I kept sniffing around the house trying to find it all afternoon but no luck.  When mommy came home, she had to look for it before she could even start dinner.  I helped her with the search by following her around the house and giving her guidance and encouragement.  You know a snort snort here – a snort snort there.  Okay, it was almost comical but we had to be somewhat serious to help daddy out.

It was time for me to put on my sherlock costume and do some real investigation with mom.  Our first place was the laundry room where the crime took place.   Since she was tall, she checked out the washing machine while I did more ground work around the washer and the dryer.  We both came up with nothing.  WOW – it’s like it vanished in mid-air.  Nothing – no clues at all.  This is weird.

Then we went to the bedrooms.  I followed her like the faithful sleuth I am as her sidekick snorting all the way.  She checked the closet as I checked the floor and bed areas.  Again, nothing at all.  We just looked at each other in wonder and awe – maybe secretly grinning because said t-shirt had found a way of its own to disappear and neither of us had anything to do with it.

But all of this searching, had my pot belly rumbling.  I snouted mom’s ankle and gave her my pleading ‘feed me before I shrink and wither away’ look.  We called off the search to start dinner.  Hey, a pig has to eat to keep up this investigations.  After dinner, we would regroup.

Well, that was the plan.  It just didn’t work that way.  I ate too much – who would have guessed that?  I needed some major snuggle time with mom on the couch.  My belly needed to be rubbed and I needed a power nap.  Well, needless to say we both got comfortable and fell asleep on the sofa together.

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I really need some help my friends.  These are the last known pictures of dad’s favorite t-shirt.  Have you seen it??

Oh and by the way, the remote control for the television in the front room is also missing.  This is quite a mystery we have here at the Hotel Thompson.

 
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