So there we were back on the job this morning - still hot on the trail of the sand thief. As internationally recognized consultant detectives - Reilly Holmes and Denny Watson we leave no sniff unsniffed, no pee-mail unread and no square inch of MY beach unchecked.
We had wandered far and were way down the other end of MY beach when we noticed some strange drag marks - "AH HAH" - I said to Denny Watson "what do we have here - come on - lets follow it"
With noses to the sand we did our best blood hound interpretation and followed the strange marks until we came across IT'S lair!!!! Oh my dog - not only is this thing stealing MY sand - it is living on MY beach!!!!!!
It was alas a cleverly disguised decoy though and MY tingly detective senses told me this was indeed a cunning foe we were on the trail of.
Denny Watson seemed confused and asked how I knew that the foe wasn't living here "Elementary dear Watson I responded - there is no door into this cleverly disguised abode.