The two grey Detective Cats were not very good at detecting. They are mother and son and are looked after, very well, by Mummy and Daddy. But the boy cat has a mummy already, he thinks that he is very fortunate to have his own mummy and 'mummy' Mummy to pay attention to him. Also the boy cat doesn't understand how he and his mother have the same Daddy.
Nonetheless, recently Daddy was looking for something and the two grey Detective Cats were anxious to help. Daddy looked on his computer, in his inbox, on his screen at some very sophistocated pages, but Daddy just couldn't find whatever it was he was looking for. The cats tried to help. The mother cat rubbed up against Daddy's bare legs, it was summer and Daddy was wearing shorts. The son cat jumped up and ignoring the mouse, sat and looked at Daddy's screen pawing at whatever moved there. But Daddy wasn't happy.
"Where is it" he said, and "Stop it" he said more loudly, and he rubbed the mother cat and gently put the son onto the carpet. "Where is my assignment?"