Space Janitor (167) saw Denabol’s lip twitch. “You dogs are telling me that you are done with the digging,” Denabol started. Space Janitor noticed that Digger was fidgeting. Space Janitor reached out and pulled down on Digger’s arm. It appeared to do the trick in the respect that Digger seemed to be less agitated. Space … Continue reading Space Janitor 167: Digging debate (lip twitch) →

Space Janitor (166) watched on. There was no way to tell how things were going to turn out for any of them. The guard dogs looked amongst themselves while Denabol paced the ground, circling Shep still. Shep was no longer moving. Shep radiated quiet confidence. If Space Janitor didn’t know any better, he would have … Continue reading Space Janitor 166: Denabol paces (answer time) →

Space Janitor (165) worried for Shep. On one level, he could see that the old dog was getting through to the younger Denabol. The audience that followed them up the corridor kept their eyes locked. They were watching Denabol with bated breath. The alpha dog was undergoing some form of test. Did the other dogs … Continue reading Space Janitor 165: The debate rages (onward) →

Space Janitor 164 felt an urge to back off from Denabol. Shep had succeeded in agitating the alpha of the group. Who would be the recipient when it came time for Denabol to release the anger, remained to be seen. Space Janitor hoped that Shep was playing the long game. A long game that would … Continue reading Space Janitor 164: Shep pushes on (debate) →

Space Janitor (163) knew that if he wanted out of where he was, he would have to stick to his position. How long he could stay like that would be another matter to him. Denabol didn’t seem like he was much in the mood for negotiating. There was a smell in the air. Acidic. Space … Continue reading Space Janitor 163: The open trap (tempted) →