The mystery is underfoot... On a beautiful, carpetlike lawn in a gated yard sit mysterious and smelly piles of dog poop. Mrs. Fefferland puts Joe Sherlock on the case to sniff out the culprit. But even Sherlock Holmes never encountered a case as baffling or as stomach-churning as this one. Most of the evidence is right under Joe's nose, but danger is never far behind!
by Dave Keane
by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
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