Momma and Master have been spending a lot of time in front of the picture box lately watching this show. It is all about spies and what not over in England. Big deal.
Sometimes I watch it with them, but I am not a big fan of TV shows.
But then whilst I was meditating in my yard I was suddenly wide awake with a horrible realization!
That dude on MI-5 looks just like...
My brother-in-law, Nate!
Holy crap! Do you think my sissy knows? She looks so innocent sitting there with him. To think he was right on my observation deck just two weeks ago. Did he plant listening devices on my estate knowing that a clever chap such as my large and astute self would one day suss out his secret identity?
Oh this explains so many things. It is all clear to the Mango now. Like why he speaks many languages. And not normal languages, either, but spy languages like Russian and Slovakian, and Whateverian.
And why he doesn't like his picture taken.
And why he is always going HERE to do "research."
And that would explain that whole "working on a Yale PhD" stuff too! I finally figured out what that means. You Are Lurking Everywhere, Politically Hot Deceiver! Yuh!
I bet even my nephew, Misha is involved!
What kind of name is Misha anyway? I'll tell you what! It's super spy code for My Indispensable Snooter Hound Accomplice. That's what!
What if he finds out that I know he's a spy? Will he have to do something to "keep me quiet?" This is most alarming!
What should I do? The Mango is beside himself with worry.
OK, I know, I won't tell anybody I know, right? Just play dumb. Yeah, that's the ticket.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!