Where Is Harry?
“Here’s a case from Australia,” Bernie says. “Happened at the Royal Adelaide Dog Show – starting to remind you of anything, Chet?”
You bet. We know a waitress named Adelaide, a great waitress who works at Max’s Memphis Ribs. I stand up, ready to go.
“Kylie Sunman was there with her prize-winning entrant, Harry, a chihuahua.” Chihuahua? Oh, brother. “She was ten meters away from him toileting other dogs – that’s the expression she uses – and when she looked up Harry was gone. It was a snatch, Chet. Just like Princess.”
So we’re going to Max’s Memphis Ribs or not?
“Kylie Sunman is offering five grand for Harry’s safe return.”
I don’t know what five grand is, exactly, just that it’s a lot. I do know about Australia from Animal Planet – kangaroos! – but how far is it? Can we drive? I watch Bernie. He turns the page of the newspaper, sips his coffee. Are we going to Australia? Max’s Memphis Ribs? Anywhere?
Hat tip – Louise, Down Under
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