"The Escape Pod"
It’s a shame it had to be this way.
As Mozzy the Brown Dog and Deuce the Jack Russell watch their master’s ship explode into a thousand pieces from the safety of the escape pod, they wonder to themselves… are we to blame?
Are we bad dogs?
We tried to wake up our master, we yipped and we yapped, and it’s not our fault that they didn’t understand it meant we were warning them about the fuel leak. It was strongly implied.
We really did our part.
To be honest, I mean, Master was a good owner… but maybe if they would have played with us more, perhaps we wouldn’t have been so tempted to chew through the fuel line. This was totally preventable.
Even still… it’s bittersweet to have it end this way. To not have a human to call your own is so excruciatingly embarrassing; it’s no way for a dog to live. But as the explosion of their former home and the tiny bits and pieces of their Master fades away into they darkness of space, they realize… we’re free.
And that’s what Master would have wanted, if they weren’t exploded.
I don’t know… maybe we are bad dogs :-/
Mozzy, ashamed, looks anxiously for a table to hide under as he waits for a scolding that will never come.
And Deuce, for lack of knowing what else to do and feeling equal parts optimism and fear for the future, simply wags his tail.
(Starring Michelle’s space dogs, Mozzy and Deuce of Loonachic.tumblr.com!)
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