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"I smell 'Something' my dear John!" "Huh?" I question as I drop out of my armrest to get to the door and open it for Sherlock. "Take it easy bud." Sherlock said somewhat or really sternly. I quickly whipped around to yell at Sherlock, "I have a cane you know!" "Stop telling me what to do!" I finish quickly. But Sherlock's face almost turns upside down. But he pulls out his claws and a rock to sharpen those claws, "Can he control himself?" I think packing my bag readly judging by Sherlock's excitement and the way he burst into the room. "We're not going YET." Sherlock says with a twinkle in his eye and a small chuckle. "Of course I know!" "About that!" I lie as I finish. 1. "Huh," He says staring me in my eyes with his blue eyes, "Um, I know what we're doing at the least!" I stutter not thinking straight. "You can at least know that Morty is here." "What!?" I try to contain my surprise. "He's paw' cuffed." Sherlock rolls his eyes as Morty steps a paw into the room. "Huh, he is looking-" "Sad, ignorant, grumpy or sadistic?" Sherlock finishes starting to look away from me. I hear my paws padding whilst I am walking to the fridge, "What is your mail count?" Sherlock stops me. "One." "Check it." Sherlock says with no mercy at paw. "It reads; 'Come meet at the torch light sunday night by 10:30, if not then you and your friend Sherlock Holmes are dead! -Worst regards to the cats and your friends #####2.' " That was the weirdest message I have ever read. .2
