Iggy seated himself on Measlet's back, who was lying face down in the
grass.
"Time for the questioning. All right Measlet, what do you know about
Sammy Squirrel?" questioned Iggy.
"Sammy Squirrel? Never heard of a Sammy Squirrel. Rabbit, yes.
Squirrel, no." replied Measlet.
"Where did you get such an unusual name?" asked Plunger Man.
"It was my Great-Grandma's. She used to always bake my mom cookies
every..." Measlet began.
"That has nothing to do with the case!" exclaimed the perturbed iguana.
"Sure it does!" said Plunger Man. "It just so happens that the lady
wasn't feeding nuts that day, but cookies!"
"Cookies? Cookies? Where did you here that from?" asked Iggy, still
perturbed and more confused than ever. "Do you know anything about this
Measlet?"
"Yes, of course. Don't I always?" said Measlet the Evil New York
Gangster.
"Well?" asked Iggy, getting more perturbed and confused by the minute.
"I was strolling through the park, minding my own busines..." the weasel
started to say.
"You...strolling through the park. You have to be kidding me," said
Iggy incredulously.
"Yes. Me. Strolling through the park," said Measlet sarcastically. "I
was taking my Great-Grandma Measlet for a walk, (She doesn't get out
very often. Still makes good cookies, though.) when all of a sudden
this...this...this..."
"Yes..." said Iggy.
"I'm thinking, give me a break," complained Measlet. "It was a
chipmunk. Dan Chipmunk. He lives in the oak tree overlooking the
pond. He almost ran Great-Grandma Measlet over. His cheeks were
stuffed to the brim, like most chipmunks I know. So greedy. They make
good gangsters if you find the right ones. Next thing I know, this
little old lady is screaming about a missing ring."
"You don't remember anything else? You didn't see a squirrel?" queried
Iggy.
"I was facing the opposite direction when it happened. I didn't see any
squirrel. That's all I know, honest!" said the gangster.
"Well, you did help some. Thanks," Iggy replied.
"You're welcome. Can I get up now?" asked Measlet.
"Oh, sure," said Iggy standing up.
"Thanks," Measlet said.
"Don't mention it," Iggy said.
As Measlet walked away, Iggy and Plunger Man began talking.
"What do you think, Plunger Man?" asked Iggy.
"I think that I would like some of Great-Grandma Measlet's cookies."
Plunger Man stated longingly.
"Not about that! About the case!" Iggy said, who was beginning to get
annoyed.
"I think that we have another suspect," said our slightly rounded super
hero.
"I will have to agree with you there. What say you, we go question this
Dan Chipmunk," Iggy replied, "or we could question Great-Grandma
Measlet, the Poodle, or Sammy's sister, Angey."
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