Welcome back, my young sleuths.

I'm here with Sniffy at Flugerville's Bark Park,

enjoying a day off.

Even the most hardworking dog detective in the world

needs to have some free time.

Yeah, it's important to relax sometimes, Snope,

but you still look pretty dense.

Not at all, dear boy. I'm quite relaxed.

You keep scanning the bark park like you're on high alert.

I'm a detective. It's in my bones. I can't turn it off completely.

Watch, I'll show you. Try lying down on the grass like this.

Alright.

Now, flop over onto your back and wiggle around.

Doesn't that feel nice?

Oh, jolly, good.

I can feel the salamide fur and the warm grass tickling my back.

I feel like a puppy again, back in the fields outside London.

Oh shoot, that's Mrs. Shlubb. I think she's saying she wants to leave the park soon.

Just as I'm discovering how to relax.

Well, I'll work on it next time.

Relaxation isn't something you work at, Snope.

You just do it.

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