What an exciting day it is on Bark Street.

Sniffy and I were just getting prepared to leave on our biggest case yet.

The case of the missing bean.

Is it a pinto bean or a green bean? No, wait, it's a jumping bean.

No, not that kind of bean, Sniffy. It's our old chum bean.

The dog, fluffy, a Pomeranian, the tad on the unfriendly side.

Oh, oh, that bean.

Yes, Sniffy, that bean. Our old chum bean is missing.

I'm not sure I would call Bean our old chum, unless by chum you mean unfriendly and demanding? I suppose you're right, Sniffy. Bean is rather, how shall we say, challenging.

But we're dog detectives, and dog detectives finish the assignment even if Bean is rather, how shall we say, challenging.

But we're dog detectives.

And dog detectives finish the assignment,

even if the dog in question is frightfully disagreeable.

I'm on the case.

I even have my golfing shoes on.

And my golfing vest, also known as a place

where I keep my patches.

Splendid, you'll blend right in.

It's me! Poot!

Hello, Poot. We're a bit busy on a case. Is there something you need?

A case? Oh, can I help? Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please. I am very useful in all sorts of...

I'm... I'm afraid the case is at the country club.

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