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@consult-johnhwatson
Thank you for the delicious cake, @mrs-hudsons-cozy-corner. And thank you, @consult-sherlockholmes. And Rosie, of course. It's been a great birthday. There's no one else I'd rather spend this day with.

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What're you doing for your birthday?
Sherlock extended our stay at the cottage. So we're staying another night. Mrs. Hudson baked us a cake, and I got some gifts. I'd say it's a nice birthday. The only problem is that I get a year older.
Happy Birthday, Doctor Watson!
Thank you. Oh God, I feel so old.
I'm boooooored. Do something!
So many O's means it's serious. When you're asking so nicely, Sherlock, who can resist? Especially when you've been going rampant for the last month or so.
How about I give you a case to solve? Something ot occupy your mind. But first, you'll have to solve a riddle.
The mystery is in a field and you know the key very well.
The case is as follows:
Enfcp zqws tqpo cof fp vjf fktjgt.
Finally! Something to do.
So it's a Gronsfeld cypher, feld being German for field. A cypher encrypted by a number. And a key I know very well, that would be our address. 221B, but without the B.
So the cypher means....you've got to be kidding me.
Clean your room and do the dishes.
Really, John? You think that's funny? I will make you pay for this, you know.
Ohhhh it's April Fools Day. What a childish tradition. How about I give you a riddle for your own? Solve that one, complete the sentence: John, I lo- y-
No, Sherlock. That's not funny. You don't get to make a joke out of this. Why are you doing this? You're using this as your ultimate little joke? Playing dirty like that?
I know stuff like that is just a game for you. Or a joke. Using people's emotions as your playthings to get a reaction out of them. But not with me.
I won't play your games.
Wrong answer.
The solution would have been: John, I lost your laptop.
Apparently I won April Fools. Is that how this works?
Sure. Nice try, that one.
I'm boooooored. Do something!
So many O's means it's serious. When you're asking so nicely, Sherlock, who can resist? Especially when you've been going rampant for the last month or so.
How about I give you a case to solve? Something ot occupy your mind. But first, you'll have to solve a riddle.
The mystery is in a field and you know the key very well.
The case is as follows:
Enfcp zqws tqpo cof fp vjf fktjgt.
Finally! Something to do.
So it's a Gronsfeld cypher, feld being German for field. A cypher encrypted by a number. And a key I know very well, that would be our address. 221B, but without the B.
So the cypher means....you've got to be kidding me.
Clean your room and do the dishes.
Really, John? You think that's funny? I will make you pay for this, you know.
Ohhhh it's April Fools Day. What a childish tradition. How about I give you a riddle for your own? Solve that one, complete the sentence: John, I lo- y-
No, Sherlock. That's not funny. You don't get to make a joke out of this. Why are you doing this? You're using this as your ultimate little joke? Playing dirty like that?
I know stuff like that is just a game for you. Or a joke. Using people's emotions as your playthings to get a reaction out of them. But not with me.
I won't play your games.

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Calculations for that pool challenge thing or whatever its called. For everyone who is too stupid to understand instructions, here you have a visual explanation. Can't be any easier than that. Even with little diagrams.
Use the size of the pool to estimate the size of the paws. About 10 paws fit in the width of the pool, making the estimated length of the paws 3.2 inches. With that size one can calculate width and height of the paw in relation to the length we deduced. Now we need the volume, for that we use a rectangle as an estimation for the paw.
The pool is only half filled, so we calculate the volume of that. Counting the first layer of the pools visible contents, we get 93 paws. We calculate the area of the first layer of the pools contents, and calculating how many paws would cover the whole area, that makes 104 paws. We then use the number of paws we counted, 93, to estimate how much percent of the surface is filled with paws. It's approximately of 90% paws, which we then extrapolate to the whole pools contents. We calculate 90% of the pools volume, and divide it by the paws volume, to deteremine how many paws fit in there.
That gives us 235 paws. With the other available choices for total, crabs and horses, those are my final estimations: 759 total. 235 paws. 247 crabs. 277 horses.
@fandom this is the solution. I know I am right.
You really are bored when you're now calculating how many toys are in a kiddie pool. I didn't realise it's THAT bad.
I'm not even going to pretend that I understand that. God, I hated maths. Thank God I barely have to use it nowadays.
I'm boooooored. Do something!
So many O's means it's serious. When you're asking so nicely, Sherlock, who can resist? Especially when you've been going rampant for the last month or so.
How about I give you a case to solve? Something ot occupy your mind. But first, you'll have to solve a riddle.
The mystery is in a field and you know the key very well.
The case is as follows:
Enfcp zqws tqpo cof fp vjf fktjgt.
What's more fitting for Valentine's Day than a heart? Besides a beheading, of course. Although the organ responsible for the feeling of "love", or also known as massive release of Oxytocin and Dopamine, is the brain. But culturally the heart is seen as the residing place of love. Although the heart does express Oxytocin receptors and can respond to it, in experiments even inducing stem cells to regenerate the heart. Maybe love does have its use after all.
Anyway, have a microscopy picture of a heart, showing cardiomyocytes.
So that's why there are pig hearts all over the kitchen. At least I hope they're pig hearts. Please tell me they're pig hearts.
Mrs Hudson and Rosie forced convinced me to participate in this flower ritual. So I got a bouquet of pink Gerbera x hybrida for @consult-johnhwatson.
Happy St. Valentine's Day, I suppose.
A beheading would have suited better.
I guess I'll have to thank @mrs-hudsons-cozy-corner and Rosie then. And of course, thank you, Sherlock. I appreciate the flowers. I was just a bit surprised. You're usually not a flower guy. Happy Valentine's.
Well, that's definitely not a bag of cocaine. That's something made of stone or metal.
That's a surprise. That definitely looks like a gemstone.
Wait a minute. Sherlock, you didn't plan all this, did you? You didn't shove that stone (or is it a ring?) down a pigeon's throat for today, right?

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What happened with the pigeon?
John and I are currently visiting avian veterinary specialists at the Royal Veterinary College. With the pigeon of course. They are examining it and informed us that the pigeon has a foreign body lodged in its crop. Which I obviously already knew. But they did not seem to react positively to me declaring that I had already figured that out. The foreign body is quite big and very hard. They were unable to access it, and wonder how it got into the pigeon, given its size. At first they assumed it's our pet pigeon and wanted to reprimand us how we could let this happen, but then I explained the situation.
To identify the foreign body they will x-ray the pigeon now. The clinical examination showed that the pigeon didn't feed in a few days because of the object lodged in its crop, blocking its esophagus. They said it was the right course of action to catch the pigeon and bring it to them, or it might have died. There you see, John, I saved the pigeons life.
I think you managed to piss off the vets with your deductions. Proudly proclaiming that you already examined the pigeon yourself and 'correctly diagnosed it'. Just a little advice from a doctor: We're usually not very keen when patients self-diagnose or get a diagnosis from 'Dr. Google', and then believe that they're as qualified as us doctors, who've studied and trained for decades to get our knowledge and skills. But you always do that, no matter the profession or area of expertise. Nobody can compete with your massive intellect. You always show off. I'm not offended by that anymore, but other people aren't used to it. Maybe tone it down a bit with strangers, yeah?
I showed off? You are the one who corrected them, saying you are Doctor Watson. Puffing up your chest, preening yourself on your medical degree. Radiating superiority, interjecting in their clinical examination with your own medical terms. Yes, I noticed that. I think the source of their annoyance was you appearing to them as if you believe you are superior to the vets because you treat humans. I think that's a common theme, that people tend to see veterinarians as less compared to human medicine doctors.
I only corrected them because they addressed us as 'Mr. and Mr. Holmes'. They thought we're a couple, bringing in their little pet pigeon. Excuse me, if I talk with medical terminology, from one professional to another. I'm used to it. And I don't look down upon vets, or see them as less. They're doing an important and difficult job. I treat humans. They treat several different species. I respect and admire that. Their patients bite and scratch. Animals don't understand that vets are trying to help. I got scratched, bitten, and attacked by patients too, but that's the exception and not the rule with humans. So, your observations are wrong.
What happened with the pigeon?
John and I are currently visiting avian veterinary specialists at the Royal Veterinary College. With the pigeon of course. They are examining it and informed us that the pigeon has a foreign body lodged in its crop. Which I obviously already knew. But they did not seem to react positively to me declaring that I had already figured that out. The foreign body is quite big and very hard. They were unable to access it, and wonder how it got into the pigeon, given its size. At first they assumed it's our pet pigeon and wanted to reprimand us how we could let this happen, but then I explained the situation.
To identify the foreign body they will x-ray the pigeon now. The clinical examination showed that the pigeon didn't feed in a few days because of the object lodged in its crop, blocking its esophagus. They said it was the right course of action to catch the pigeon and bring it to them, or it might have died. There you see, John, I saved the pigeons life.
I think you managed to piss off the vets with your deductions. Proudly proclaiming that you already examined the pigeon yourself and 'correctly diagnosed it'. Just a little advice from a doctor: We're usually not very keen when patients self-diagnose or get a diagnosis from 'Dr. Google', and then believe that they're as qualified as us doctors, who've studied and trained for decades to get our knowledge and skills. But you always do that, no matter the profession or area of expertise. Nobody can compete with your massive intellect. You always show off. I'm not offended by that anymore, but other people aren't used to it. Maybe tone it down a bit with strangers, yeah?
I was able to apprehend the suspect. I am transporting the suspect home, so you can examine it, @consult-johnhwatson.
Oh god. You actually managed to catch a pigeon. As funny as that probably looked, this is crazy. Let the poor thing go. Sherlock, you will NOT bring this pigeon home. I sound like a father telling his child that they can't bring a pet home. That's what this is, isn't it?
And NO, I will not examine that pigeon either. I'm not a vet. Well, I am a vet, but not that kind of vet. I think you know the difference there.
That pigeon will not enter our flat.
The pigeon is a suspect, so I will not let it go. Especially after all the hassle I went through to catch it. I will have to disappoint you, but I just carried the pigeon across the threshold of 221B. It just entered our house. Would be quite rude to refuse a guest lodging for the night. Don't you agree?
And what's so different about examining a pigeon or a human? Similiar principles of examination propably apply. They have the same body parts, plus minus a few, approximately the same. Just watch a YouTube video about it and do it. I learned how to catch pigeons with that, and it worked out nearly perfectly. And I also learned how to palpate a crop, and there's definitely something lodged in there. So go get palpating or whatever you doctors do. Can't be that hard. I think you're perfectly qualified for the job.
Great. Fantastic. No, I don't agree. The pigeon lives on the street, so you basically abducted it. But you're not going to listen to anything I say anyway. So fine, the pigeon can stay. Just keep it hidden from Rosie. I don't want her to think she gets a pet pigeon. And, I don't want her to get in contact with pigeon germs either. Who knows what kind of diseases you just brought into our home? If we become patient zero for the next bird flu outbreak, just for the record, that's your fault. Pigeons and humans aren't even close to being the same. Did you miss biology in school? I got no idea where the crop is even located. So no, I am not qualified. And, I think you just offended every doctor (and veterinarian too) by comparing those things and saying it's not that hard. At least I can tell you with certainty that you offended at least one doctor.
We'll take the pigeon to a qualified vet. Tomorrow. I'll not go to an emergency vet service because of a wild pigeon at midnight. I know from experience how annoying people are that come into the emergency room because of a sneeze at night. I don't think that's so much different for vets.
Fine, I can work with those terms. I will just put the pigeon in 221C for the night. With a warm blanket of course.
That pigeons transmit diseases to humans is actually quite rare. Yes, they can transmit Salmonellosis, Psittacosis, Cryptococcosis and Histoplasmosis with their feces, but just don't touch it or breathe in the dust and you're fine. But that feces transmit disease is basically true for every species, especially humans. Pigeons rarely carry avian influenca. The human heads in the fridge carried more significant germs, that would for sure be easier transmitted to humans as well.
And this pigeon is obviously not a wild/feral pigeon. It is a domesticated pigeon. A fantail pigeon, I believe. Just look at the tail, resembling a peacock, and the feathered feet. A regular city pigeon doesn't look that way.
Sherlock, shut up about pigeons and go to sleep. I am tired, hell, the pigeon is tired. I'd be tired too if I was chased and caught by a maniac, abducted in a cage and brought into a weird flat, and subsequently had to witness an annoyed army doctor yelling at the previously mentioned maniac.
Are you serious? Those are all serious diseases. Psittacosis and Histoplasmosis can even kill people. And, if I may remind you, I yelled about the disease-ridden head as well.
Anyway, I'm too tired for all of this. If I don't get at least 8 hours of sleep I cannot be held accountable for anything I do. So, don't wake me up. And I'm not talking about the pigeon here, but about certain consulting detectives.
I was able to apprehend the suspect. I am transporting the suspect home, so you can examine it, @consult-johnhwatson.
Oh god. You actually managed to catch a pigeon. As funny as that probably looked, this is crazy. Let the poor thing go. Sherlock, you will NOT bring this pigeon home. I sound like a father telling his child that they can't bring a pet home. That's what this is, isn't it?
And NO, I will not examine that pigeon either. I'm not a vet. Well, I am a vet, but not that kind of vet. I think you know the difference there.
That pigeon will not enter our flat.
The pigeon is a suspect, so I will not let it go. Especially after all the hassle I went through to catch it. I will have to disappoint you, but I just carried the pigeon across the threshold of 221B. It just entered our house. Would be quite rude to refuse a guest lodging for the night. Don't you agree?
And what's so different about examining a pigeon or a human? Similiar principles of examination propably apply. They have the same body parts, plus minus a few, approximately the same. Just watch a YouTube video about it and do it. I learned how to catch pigeons with that, and it worked out nearly perfectly. And I also learned how to palpate a crop, and there's definitely something lodged in there. So go get palpating or whatever you doctors do. Can't be that hard. I think you're perfectly qualified for the job.
Great. Fantastic. No, I don't agree. The pigeon lives on the street, so you basically abducted it. But you're not going to listen to anything I say anyway. So fine, the pigeon can stay. Just keep it hidden from Rosie. I don't want her to think she gets a pet pigeon. And, I don't want her to get in contact with pigeon germs either. Who knows what kind of diseases you just brought into our home? If we become patient zero for the next bird flu outbreak, just for the record, that's your fault. Pigeons and humans aren't even close to being the same. Did you miss biology in school? I got no idea where the crop is even located. So no, I am not qualified. And, I think you just offended every doctor (and veterinarian too) by comparing those things and saying it's not that hard. At least I can tell you with certainty that you offended at least one doctor.
We'll take the pigeon to a qualified vet. Tomorrow. I'll not go to an emergency vet service because of a wild pigeon at midnight. I know from experience how annoying people are that come into the emergency room because of a sneeze at night. I don't think that's so much different for vets.
I was able to apprehend the suspect. I am transporting the suspect home, so you can examine it, @consult-johnhwatson.
Oh god. You actually managed to catch a pigeon. As funny as that probably looked, this is crazy. Let the poor thing go. Sherlock, you will NOT bring this pigeon home. I sound like a father telling his child that they can't bring a pet home. That's what this is, isn't it?
And NO, I will not examine that pigeon either. I'm not a vet. Well, I am a vet, but not that kind of vet. I think you know the difference there.
That pigeon will not enter our flat.

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Maybe there is a case to be found in the newspaper after all. This could be interesting.
The Blue Diamond? Sherlock, they contacted you. I saw about 10 mails from them in your inbox, asking for your help. Did the news article change your mind?
Not the diamond, John. That's boring and quite obvious, someone stole it and sold it. Just the usual, nothing special about it. The diamond has probably already left the UK and is being sold on a black market. End of story.
I am interested in the pigeon. That sounds like a very promising case.
The pigeon? You think a crazy pigeon is more interesting than the theft of a 31.7 million pound diamond? Did the pigeon commit a murder, or what's so promising about it? Is the pigeon a criminal mastermind? Sherlock, why are you so interested in this pigeon? Is it because it had cocaine in its crop? You're not getting obsessive about drugs again, are you?
As always, you see, but do not observe. There are many features of interest about this pigeon gone rogue. Including the cocaine in its crop. And one could argue that the pigeon did attempt murder.
And no, I am not getting "obsessive" about drugs again. This case actually sounds like something significant, drugs or not. And no, before you ask, I will not pee in a jar.
I will search for suspects concerning this case.
Why is a cocaine pigeon so significant? It's just some pigeon that happened to snack on some cocaine. Hell, it's London, of course something like that happens here. I wouldn't be surprised if we have coke-addicted pigeons here, who regularly peck up some drugs. Maybe even pigeon dealers. There's all sorts around here.
Sherlock, it didn't even cross my mind to ask you that. You can keep those jars with bodily fluids to yourself.
And no, you will not go outside at midnight to look for coke pigeons. Don't pigeons sleep at night? Something you should do, too. Sleep, I mean. Not taking cocaine.
Dr Watson I agree with Sherlock. The pigeon caught my eye. Not the diamond
Why the pigeon? Please explain, because Sherlock won't. Pigeons are everywhere. Some of them are perching on our roof right now. Cooing their little hearts out. So, how can a regular city pigeon, that happened to snack on some cocaine and chase old ladies, be more interesting than a 31.7 million pound diamond? I repeat, £31.7 million. Maybe I'm missing something. But the diamond is the clear winner for me.