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I am proud to tell you that around these parts I am now
known as Gretchen, the Great Detective! Let me explain to you how
my new profession came about.
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For almost 10 years, Mommy had a beautiful,
little doll who sat in her high chair in our kitchen. One day Mommy
noticed Dolly was missing & the high chair was completely empty. She
asked my daddy if he had seen Dolly & even suggested that perhaps his "darling
little angel" a.k.a as my sister knew where she was. Finally, Mommy posted
a sign above the chair stating that Dolly was missing & that an award was being
offered.
Immediately I began contemplating what the reward for finding Dolly would be.
As I continued to ponder the doll's whereabouts, I began to think about some
other strange things that had occurred in our family lately.
My mommy loves to take nice warm bubble baths - she
considers that her well deserved luxury at night after having dealt with my
sister all day. Those pretty little "net things" she uses were
disappearing at a frightening rate. Every time Mommy went to the store,
she would buy 2 - 3 more of them. By the end of the week they were
always gone!
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I just knew the thief just had to be my little sister,
Missy, because she is a real sneak. I also knew I would have to find all
of the evidence to convince my daddy. Daddy thinks his
little darling can do absolutely nothing wrong!
I started out searching through Missy's toy box.
I didn't find Dolly or the net things with any of her toys. However, I
did find it very interesting that a lot of Missy's toys were not in her toy
box.
I crawled under Mommy & Daddy's bed searching for any
thread of evidence. Dolly wasn't here either, but I noticed one of
Mommy's schnauzer slippers had escaped from the closet & was hiding under the
bed. I inspected that slipper like any good detective would & saw
right away it was missing his nose. Now, I knew beyond a shadow of doubt that my sister had to be
responsible.
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I went back into the living room trying to figure out
what could have happened to Dolly. I was sitting there thinking surely
even Missy wasn't dumb enough to eat all of those "net things." I had
checked out the entire house for her missing toys & had not found them.
Just as I was about to close my eyes for a little snooze I saw Dolly's foot
sticking out from under the love seat. Since I am too big to crawl
underneath the love seat, I ran to get my mommy to show her.
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Mommy shoved the love seat a little bit &
then turned it over upside down. When she saw Dolly, her bath "net
things" & all of the poor little mutilated toys she took off to find her
camera. I stayed there & guarded the evidence until Mommy returned with
her camera. We both knew only pictures would convince my daddy of the
destruction & thievery that had taken place in our very own house. Mommy
was so sad when she picked up Dolly, I felt sorry for her. After
she took all of the pictures, I took Mommy into the bedroom to see her
schnauzer slipper. This time, she didn't look sad she looked very mad!
She then started calling Missy, who was nowhere in sight. We looked for
her for a long time & then finally gave up. A couple of hours later, a
little nose appeared from under the couch.
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Below are the photos presented as evidence
to my daddy. Now, I am sure had Daddy refused to accept the inevitable,
Mommy might have requested an attorney's input. After you view all of
the evidence I collected, be sure to see what I collected as my reward.
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Good Detective Work Really Pays Off
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