Hello and welcome back to the Snoop and Sniffy Show.

Before we get cracking today's case, I want to give a big woof-woof shout out to six-year-old junior detective Lee in Warragong, Australia.

Thank you for joining Sniffy and I on all our adventures, Lee.

You are well on your way to being a top-notch detective in tip-top shape.

Unlike me, Snoop, I am one very sore dog detective.

I'm still trying to recover from Bean's mysterious hedge maze.

I haven't run like that in years. I'm hoping I can

relax today, maybe nibble on a bone, come up with some new challenges and do some party planning

for all of our Snoop and Sniffy Club members. Be sure to subscribe for our club on gogidgo.com.

If you haven't already.

Ah yes, just a nice, quiet day of relaxation sounds divine.

Of course, whenever I say that, freckles calls and we're given a case full of chaos.

Thus is the life of a dog detective, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

Neither would I, Snoop. I love being a dog detective so much that even when I'm tired and hungry and covered in mud,

I will still be ready to solve any case that is thrown my way.

That's the spirit, Sniffy. I knew you were a great dog detective from the moment I met you.

Really?

Well, of course I did. You were eager and enthusiastic and ready to learn, albeit a bit clumsy and loud and impatient.

That's me! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

But you've developed into quite the dog detective yourself.

Everything I learned, I learned from you.

Not that sniffing of yours.

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