[Power Man]

OK people, you want him, You got him.

Dogscoff floats for a time in the mist. He sees a light in the distance.
He moves toward the light.
Just as he reaches the light in blinks out and Dogscoff goes to sleep.

A short time later he awakes.
He is cold and wet.
He looks around and wonders, "What is wrong with the colors of things?
What is that smell? It smells like a wet dog! Were am I?"
He sees that he is lying on some old lettuce leaves just behind the Cantina tent.

He gets up, pokes his head in the tent flap and walks into the tent.

Inside the Cantina the standoff between RAGNAROK and the rest of the patrons is broken
when something opens the tent flap.

The crowd of (still young) dogscoff cult members cries in joy, "OH LOOK what a cute little DOGGIE."
They run over to the small, not really all the cute, dog and begin to pet it and pet it and PET IT!

Power Man back in a new and fresh Power Suit, says, "The poor thing looks hungry." And tosses over a Tribble wing.

Taz looks up from the bar and shouts "NO DOGS ALLOWED. I am the only cute fuzzy thing allowed here,"

Ragnarok, recognizing something familiar in the dog's eyes murmurs, "And so it starts again."

Raging Deadstar, for some strange reason, takes an immediate liking to the dog.
I will make this dog mine. His name will be "Scruff". RD takes the purple sash from the fancy ceremonial robe and ties it around the dog Scruff's neck as a collar.
Come on Scruff, I will take you to the vet. I will get you cleaned up, checked out, and Fixed!!

As the new dog "Scruff" (dogscoff) is lead away by his former cult member now his new owner, he wonders what would Plato think of this deterministic bit of karma?