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Boston Terrier Trails and the Galaxy’s Star

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Coco, the Boston Terrier, was not your average canine. She had a brain that could outwit most humans and a sense of humor that was as dry as the martini she would have ordered if she had opposable thumbs. She was a regular at the Grand Hotel, a place that was as much a part of her as her black and white fur.

One day, Coco arrived at the hotel to find a scene of chaos. The hotel’s prized possession, a diamond necklace known as the “Star of the Galaxy,” had vanished. The hotel staff were in a frenzy, the guests were in a panic, and the police were as useful as a chocolate teapot.

Coco, ever the calm in the storm, sauntered over to the hotel manager, a man who was currently pulling at his hair as if he hoped to find the missing necklace tangled in his locks.

“Lost something?” Coco asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

The manager looked down at her, his eyes wide with panic. “Coco, thank goodness you’re here. The Star of the Galaxy is gone!”

Coco rolled her eyes. “Yes, I gathered that from the general pandemonium. Any clues?”

The manager pointed to a display case, its glass shattered. “It was there last night. This morning, it’s gone.”

Coco trotted over to the case, her nose twitching as she sniffed the air. She could smell the faint scent of cologne, a brand she recognized as “Eau de Desperation.” She followed the scent to a door marked “Staff Only.”

Inside, she found a janitor, his eyes red and his hands shaking. “I didn’t do it, I swear!” he blurted out as soon as he saw her.

Coco raised an eyebrow. “Do what? Mop the floor? Because it looks like you’re doing a terrible job.”

The janitor looked relieved. “Oh, you mean the necklace. No, I didn’t take it.”

Coco sniffed him. He was the source of the cologne. “You know something,” she said, her voice as cold as the ice in the manager’s drink.

The janitor gulped. “I saw someone last night. They were sneaking around the display case. But I didn’t see their face.”

Coco sighed. “Well, that’s helpful. Anything else?”

The janitor thought for a moment. “They were wearing a red scarf.”

Coco’s ears perked up. A red scarf. That was a clue. She trotted back to the lobby, her mind whirring. Who in the hotel wore a red scarf?

Then she saw him. A man in a suit, a red scarf draped around his neck. He was arguing with the receptionist, his face flushed.

Coco approached him, her tail wagging. “Nice scarf,” she said, her voice sweet as honey.

The man looked down at her, his eyes narrowing. “What’s it to you?”

Coco grinned, showing her teeth. “Just making conversation. You know, about the weather, the hotel, the missing diamond necklace…”

The man paled. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Coco’s grin widened. “Oh, I think you do. And I think the police would be interested in our little chat.”

The man tried to run, but Coco was faster. She darted in front of him, tripping him up. He fell to the ground, the red scarf fluttering down next to him.

As the police handcuffed him, Coco picked up the scarf in her mouth. Inside, she found the missing necklace.

The hotel erupted in cheers. The manager hugged Coco, tears in his eyes. “You did it, Coco! You saved the hotel!”

Coco wagged her tail, the necklace dangling from her mouth. “Just doing my job,” she said, her voice as dry as ever. “Now, about that martini…”

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