Beyond the Black Hole

Call off the dogs, already

Well, I easily defeated the mice, the cats, most of the birds, save the brigade of flatulent flamingos, and now I find I am besieged by dogs. I have had a pack of them following me everywhere I attempted to scoot during my day today, despite my every attempt to shoo them away. I even blasted a dozen or so with my ray gun, disintegrating them into so much ash, but the pack continued to come after me, despite having witnessed my ease in destruction of such a large number of their group. It is as if they have no concern for any members of their own species save themselves. Thankfully, however, I was able to evade their pursuit and am now adequately concealed within this blue box that contains a small bench or seat of some sort. I am unsure of the purpose of this blue box, but it may have something to do with that highly irritating and pungent odor that seems to hover around the place. Still, I find that I can now peaceably consume the massive amounts of meat by-products that I had stored in my pockets earlier today.