The early morning sun filtered through the front windows of Sweet Delights Bakery, casting long shadows across the display cases filled with pastries and muffins. "I'm telling you, there's something fishy about the way old Mrs. Henderson's cat disappeared right after the new vet came to town." "You can't be serious. Dr. Mason seems perfectly nice. He even donated those adorable animal-shaped cookies for the library fundraiser." "That's exactly what I mean! It's like he's trying too hard to fit in. And have you noticed he always wears those thick rubber-soled shoes? Perfect for sneaking around at night." "You've been reading too many mystery novels. Besides, I saw Mittens just yesterday, sunning herself on the Reynolds' porch." "That wasn't Mittens. That was a different orange cat. Mittens has a white spot under her chin." "Well, I'm more concerned about who's been stealing my sourdough starter. Third time this month it's gone missing." "Wait... what? Your sourdough starter is disappearing?" "Mm-hmm. And you know what else? Those rubber-soled footprints in the flour this morning definitely weren't mine."