CSI: The Denouement

Horatio Caine: “… And so, after interviewing everyone here, I’ve been unable to find a viable suspect in the case of the mysterious pile of feathers. Most likely the crime was perpetrated by an outside agent, like a hawk or a jabberwock or a vicious knid. Any questions?”
Spicoli: “I have a question, dude. Where’d you get those shades? You never did tell me.”
Charlee: “How many kinds of knids are there? Are they all vicious or only some of them?”
Horation Cane: “Any questions about the case?
Spicoli: “No.”
Charlee: “No.”

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CSI: The Mealworm Vats

Ninja Hedgehog: “Hey, Vermin, somebody’s here to see you. But keep stirring the mealworm vat.”
Vermin: “HISSS! I told you, my name is Jill! If you keep calling me Vermin, I’m reporting you to Animal Resources!”

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CSI: The Safari Park

Horatio Caine: “So this is where your friend Blue is right now?”
Lulu: “Yes, she posted that she was here visiting relatives.”
Horatio Caine: “Well, it shouldn’t be too hard to find her in the closed confines of an animal park.”

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CSI: The Bubble Bath

Producer Smurf: “I fail to smurf how smurfing a long bubble bath is going to smurf any mysteries or, more importantly, smurf me any material I can smurf for my smurfumentary and my smurfcast.”
Lulu: “It’s a temporary safety measure. We can’t investigate during an artillery bombardment from the base.”
Horatio Caine: “Yeah, what the dog said. Also, you might consider taking a bath in the sink. You seem to be smoldering a little.”

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happy slitely belayted maybe birthday to me!!!

hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay if yoo hav ben a nice reeder for a long time then yoo may reemember way bak wen dada reeported on wot he thawt mite be my histry before i wuz fownd wandring in a kanyon but if not and yoo ar intrested yoo kan reed abowt it heer its ok go ahed i wil wayt!!!

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me in october too thowsand and seven

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The Adventure Of The Flyball Tournament

Hello, good readers.  This is Tucker the Dog.  As you are no doubt aware, Dennis is off running a flyball tournament as part of Mango Minster. My sister Trixie has been observing the tournament from afar and believes that there may be some funny business going on. At first I was inclined to dismiss her suspicions, but then I realized that this might be an opportunity to embarrass Dennis, and so I have decided that we shall surreptitiously conduct an investigation to determine what is going. Come, my sidekick Trixie — the game is afoot!

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Two Years Ago Today

Two years ago today, we heard from vizsla rescue that four vizslas had been found wandering in a desert canyon and needed to be picked up from the shelter. We agreed to help transport them and to foster one of them.

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The Adventure of the Suspect Photographs

Hello, good readers.  This is Tucker the Vizsla.  Recently some strange and disturbing digital pictures have surfaced here, published by my so-called “brother” Dennis the Other Vizsla, along with scurrilous commentary and wildly unfounded accusations.  Do Dennis’s charges stand up to scrutiny, or are they just more of his usual crazed ramblings?  Let’s investigate.  Come, Trixie — the game’s afoot!

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the investigayshun continyooz

hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay as yoo may rekall a wile bak i discoverd evidense that dada consorts with hedjhogs and sinse then i hav ben attempting to confirm or disproov this connekshun so far i hav not fownd anything conkloosiv eether way however i did discuver this on the shelf in the corner of the compyooter rum:

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The Adventure of the Assassinated Pillow

Hello, good readers. This is Tucker the Vizsla. Recently I have been implicated in the destruction of a pillow based on evidence that is at best circumstantial and at worst, fabricated. Unlike my so-called brother, Dennis, who blames his misfortunes on vast conspiracies and absurd enemies, I intend to clear my name by investigation and deduction because, as Mama always says, I am the smart one. Come, Trixie! The game’s afoot!

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