Ah, you've arrived just in time. It's your old pal Snoop, international dog detective.

Today I'm on holiday in the cozy basement of the Shlubbs' house. You see, the key to a good holiday is making sure you cannot be found.

Hey, Snoop? Want to play ping pong?

Hmm, apparently the basement at the Shlubs is not as tucked away as I'd hoped.

It's easy. You just find the ping pong ball and then you chew on it until it breaks.

Trust me, you'll love it.

Um, to be perfectly honest, Sniffy, I was just about to take a nap.

But you go ahead.

Okie dokey. Oh, there's a ping pong ball right there under the ping pong table.

Don't move. I've got you surrounded!

Oh, bother. This little holiday of mine is turning into a three-ring circus.

I'm on top of the ping pong table! Realer never... holiday of mine is turning into a three-ring circus.

I'm on top of the pig pong table. Wheeler never should have installed the jumping feature on Sniffy's collar.

I'm going to have to talk to him.

Whoa!

It's okay. The lamp broke by fall.

Emergency call coming in from headquarters. It's official. My holiday is over before it started.

Snoop, dog detective, at your service. How may I help you?

Freckles here at the fire station. I assume you finally located Sniffy, your junior detective.

Ah, yes, the little devil was lured away by all the popcorn at the Flugaville Popcorn Festival.

You can see how that might happen, what with his very sensitive smelling reflexion.

Oh, please.

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