upstairsfromreality

Ernie looked with confusion at the array of seven milk bottles, with one tipped over, broken, and spilled. He asked out loud "Who could have spilled this milk? To figure that out, I'd need a detective!"

DETECTIVE MUSIC

Sherlock Hemlock appeared out of nowhere and announced "Egad, it is I, Sherlock Hemlock, the world's greatest detective. How can I be of service?"

Ernie explained, "Well, I was looking at these milk bottles. One of them is broke. I was trying to figure out who tipped it over."

MORE DETECTIVE MUSIC

"Gadzooks, man, you will need some clues to figure that out. As the world's greatest detective, I am an expert on clues. Why just look at this hair in the next to the puddle of milk. It is very short, gray, and wavy. That's a clue."

"Well, I guess it is," said Ernie. Do you think the bottle-breaker had hair like that?"

"I am sure of it. And egad, here's another clue. There are tracks coming out of the puddle of milk. They have one, two, three, four - four toe marks with claw scraped and a pad underneath them."

"Well, gee, Sherlock, my feet don't look like that. I wonder who has feet like that? But look. The tracks kind of make a trail away from the milk puddle."

"Gadzooks, you're right! We can follow it!"

EXTENDED DETECTIVE MUSIC

Carefully observing the tracks with his magnifying glass, Sherlock Hemlock leads Ernie along the trail of tracks to a corner of the room. In the corner, they find Sherlock's dog Watson, curled up asleep.

"Look, Sherlock, I see another clue. Watson's fur is wet and smells like milk. Watson must have tipped over the bottle by accident!" exclaimed Ernie. You really are a great detective, Sherlock Hemlock. How can I pay you?"

"Can I have one of those bottles of milk that isn't broken? Come on Watson, it's time to go home."

YET MORE DETECTIVE MUSIC