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Mystery Mountain Getaway
“P.I. Pack, we need to talk,” Rider Woofson said. Rider was Pawston’s best detective. His team—the Pup Investigators Pack—was made up of three other dog detectives. They gathered around their boss in the office. Rider seemed very serious.
The others were ready for bad news. Was there a jewelry heist? Was there a bank robbery?
Instead, Rider smiled. “I have decided we need a vacation!”
“Hooray!” Ziggy Fluffenscruff yipped. He was the young detective with an amazing nose.
“Brilliant!” noted Westie Barker, the team’s inventor.
“Well, it’s about time,” added Rora Gooddog, who was Rider’s second-in-command.
“I’m glad you agree,” Rider said, handing out some travel brochures for different vacation spots. “Now all we need to do is decide where we want to go.”
“How about a tropical beach?” asked Rora.
“Well, we just came back from a beach where we nabbed the Sunburn Bandit,” Westie said. He pointed to his red face. “I’ve had a little too much sun. Perhaps we could explore the ocean in an underwater submarine?”
“But then we also just got back from putting the Smelly Jellyfish behind bars,” Rora said. She shook her head and water flew all over the office. “I am still drying off. What about an old-west ghost town?”
Ziggy was shocked. “Are you even listening to yourself? There’s no way I’m going to a ghost town.”
Rider smiled. “This is exactly why we need a vacation. We’ve been working hard and catching bad guys. Now we need to catch some time to relax.”
“Hmm, what’s the opposite of sunny, underwater, and the Wild West?” Rora asked.
“Snow, mountains, and peace and quiet,” Ziggy said.
“Ziggy, you’re a genius!” said Westie. He, Rora, and Rider unfolded one of the travel brochures.
“I am?” Ziggy asked, hopping up and down trying to see which vacation getaway the others were looking at.
“How do you feel about skiing?” Rora smiled.
“You mean log cabins and fireplaces and hot cocoa?” Ziggy said. “I’m in! Good-bye, criminals! Hello, vacation!”
