MR Hudson came outside the bathroom as he found his dog dead. He didn't know how it got into his room but he did wonder if it was really the food that killed his dog.

He leaned toward the dog as he sniffed his nostril around him and it smelled like porridge. The dog had eaten the poison food which was meant for him. Just imagine how wish he was the one that ate it he could have been dead by now.

Mr Hudson couldn't help as he wondered who might have wanted to poison him. "Was there anyone in his house who hated and conspired against him. HE thought...