Upon arriving at church this morning we discovered our building had been broken into by a thief. The perp took seveal items, though he left more expensive items, which I thought was strange. My dog Ozzy said he would investigate and solve the case if he knew what was missing.
Since he offered to help, I gave Ozzy a list of the stolen items. The thief forced a window open and took our copying machine, a small guitar amplifier, a microwave oven and the food from our refrigerator. Ozzy thought for a few moments, and in a manner similar to Sherlock Holmes he concluded from the missing copier and guitar amplifier that who we were looking for was probably an aspiring musician who needed the amp for his band and a machine to print copies of his lyrics to send to record companies. I asked him what the missing microwave and food items meant. Without a second thought, Ozzy said "Well, he's obviously a HUNGRY aspiring musician who needed the amp for his band and a machine to print copies of his lyrics to send to record companies"!
Who needs the Sheriff's Department when you've got Ozzy on the case?
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