Just call me Sherlock

I know I woke my mommy up this morning by chewing on my toy, Violet, and literally squeaking it every second for about three minutes.  I get thrilled to death hearing the sound of that cute little worm.  I finally decided to leave her alone and took Violet out into the family room.  I knew her alarm clock was about to go off and I was right, at 7:00, her alarm clock went off.  She gets up and does everything she needs to do to get ready for the day.  I was laying on her bed waiting for my daddy to get finished with his shower, so I could take him for a walk and my mommy told me to get off the bed, so she could make it.  Like a dutiful little girl, I jumped off the bed, but decided to get my toy and see if she would like to play a little bit before the walk.  I became frantic because I couldn't find my toy.  I have two blankets in my bed and I was sticking my nose between those to see if I could find my toy, but it was nowhere in my bed.  I knew my mommy had been watching me all this time, but all of a sudden I hear her raise her voice and say "Holy Shit Sherlock, you are actually using your nose to lift and look UNDER your bed for your toy?"  Then she said, "Missy, you are the smartest little girl I have ever known".  Instinct baby, instinct is all I can say.  My mommy apologized for saying that "s" word, but I told her I know she was in such amazement, that I'd let it go this one time.  I didn't find my toy in the bedroom, but when we went into the family room, there it was.  Thank the Lord.  I don't know what I would do without Violet.