Went With The Wind

Now that the mysterious affair of the Maltese Crow has been resolved, and everything is once again in color instead of black and white, I had hoped that I could go back to the quiet life of an unassuming archeology professor slash globetrotting adventurer slash space traveler slash private detective.  Unfortunately, there was one thing that I hadn’t counted on:  A university fund-raiser.  One would almost prefer to face the horror of Darth Tater than a room full of potential donors.  But we do what we must, don’t we?

I’m not sure what I dislike most about these events, but having to put on a full suit is quite high on the list:

Not only does this outfit make me feel like some sort of performing monkey, but I am also banned from wearing my trusty fedora. How can I play the part of Dennis the Vizsla, international adventurer, without my fedora?

Of course, having to make small talk with the donors is an onerous task as well:

All anyone ever wants to talk about is my tabloid adventures. No one ever wants to discuss the finer science of archeology. But at least on the dance floor, I can show off my skills at ballroom, which generally suffices to silence the small talk, at least for a while. Afterwards, at the reception on the lawn, there is very little to do except chitchat, and eat, and chitchat, and eat. And, of course, deal with the occasional party-crasher.

Unable to take it anymore, I sneak away from the party, shed the monkey-suit, and relax. But what’s this? Someone else is making her getaway from the party as well!

Intrigued, I follow her down the front lawn, and join her on a log far away from the hustle and noise of the fund-raiser.

Unfortunately, our conversation is interrupted by screams of terror from the house; my nemesis, the infamous giant hedgehog Spiny Norman has crashed the party. Spiny Norman has been dogging my trail for months; I lost him while I was in space, but he has found me again. Now that he has invaded the university, I have no choice but to face him head-on, lest he destroy the entire campus in his search for Dinsdale or tasty mealworms or whatever it is he is looking for. But before I confront Spiny Norman, there is something I need.

Ah, there’s my fedora. Now I am ready for the final battle with Spiny Norman; because I am Dennis the Vizsla, and I never give up.

19 Comments on “Went With The Wind

  1. So what did ya do to spiny? He’d be mighty prickly to chew or sit on … :p

    LIcks and Wags

    Tuffy of Dog WOods


  2. Dennis, You cease to amzae me with your advnetures! They always take the most obscure twists and turns. LOL!


  3. That babe on the segway seems kind of dopey, don’t let her get in your way when you fight your nemesis. Maybe she can hold your hat?


  4. Dennis – you take on a whole different personna when you are wearing your fedora. Thank goodness the universe can depend on you!


  5. Great Adventures The red travel thingy looks fun. I forget what you call it I guess I can scroll up brb.Segways LOL Scarlet on a segway. I don’t know how she can do that walking in a dress like that could be a chore.;+).


  6. Mum laughed a lot at “that’s why I spend so much time in the field” too. She loves ‘throw away’ humour like that. Does she mean frisbee’s?

    Hoep you manage to defeat your nemesis.
    ~lickies, Ludo


  7. Harrrrrr Dennis
    what a great monkey suit Harrr.
    Cap’n Maverick the Pirate


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