We’re going on a picnic today – me, Bernie, Suzie. Bernie has this real old picnic hamper. When that comes out of the closet, I know right away – picnic! I love picnics. Has Suzie come up yet? She’s a reporter. It all started with a story she wrote about me and Bernie. She said he had a shambling walk. That got them off to a rocky start. But who cares? Right now we’re almost packed. We were packed, I think, already, but then the whole hamper got knocked over and everything spilled out. Sometimes my tail just goes crazy. Nothing I can do about it.
See you later, alligator! And once, on a case, we happened on a real gator this drug dealer kept as a pet. I’ll go into that next time, or the next or the next. Bye.
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