A sory by Pesto and Vilot,
It was late at night, with only silence and sleep covering the land of EcoBuddies. Pesto lay in bed snoring. Grandpa Walnuts slept snugly in a large knitted blanket made lovingly by Grandma Walnuts. Biff, as usual, was happily asleep at the wheel of his red submarine dreaming about a most sleepy snooze. Jumbles’ bunk bed, however, lay strangely empty.
Strangely empty? I know, I know. An empty bed is not so strange. Jumbles could have simply woken up at two in the morning with a great need to use the bathroom. Or he may have awoken craving a cold glass of orange juice and snuck downstairs to his kitchen. These behaviors, after all, are quite normal to do in the middle of the night. You forget my dear reader about a most important detail! Jumbles neither uses a toilet nor does he have a kitchen! Why you ask? Because Jumbles is a hamster!
No, no. I know what you are thinking and it is not true. As a hamster,Jumbles does not just ‘go’ to the bathroom anywhere. That would be disgusting and as a hamster myself I am appalled that you would think that. In fact, as always, Jumbles’ bed linens were as white as snow and his running wheel had not a poop upon it. As for his lack of a kitchen let me ask you this. Have you ever seen a hamster bake a cake? If so, I would say it is straight to the loony bin for you as everyone knows hamsters do not use bowls, ovens, whisks, and spoons. I mean that would be odd wouldn’t it?
So, you must conclude as I did that Jumbles’ empty bed had no obvious explanation and this is why I immediately called the police, specifically, Constable McGuff.
“Hello, this is Constable McGuff,” he answered with a most serious voice.
"Constable," I said urgently, "I have a crime to report!"
TO BE CONTINUED!
Bananas,
Rhin1
