text: Dogmeat, the typically energetic five-month-old German shepherd, had a big day of lounging around and destroying toys and furniture ahead of him. What he didn't know was he was in for a big adventure that day. His humans had just bought a new trashcan to try and keep him out of it and he didn't like that at all. Dogmeat didn't understand why they would do something like that, he was just trying to protect them from the evil trash monsters. He also didn't understand who they kept referring too when they would say, Trevor. "Who’s Trevor?" Dogmeat thought, not understanding the humans other than simple names and some commands. The humans had just left for the day as they were going to a convention to try and make a living so Dogmeat was all alone with this "Trevor" character. "Maybe if I bark at it, it'll get scared and go away," Dogmeat pondered for a bit, then started to bark at it or yell in dog terms. after an hour of barking and the trashcan not moving he decided to give up on it. He moved in closer and nudged it with his nose, making it rock slightly. this provoked another bark out of him. He nudged it again and again until it fell over finally but none of the contents spilled out. Dogmeat sniffed the lid a bit, he could tell there was stuff in there but didn't know how to get it out. he sniffed around a bit more till the lid wizzed open and some trash fell out. "Sweet victory!" Dogmeat exclaimed with a yelp as he dug through the trash looking for treats. What he didn't know was his humans were monitoring him closely as he was known to get into the trash while they were gone. They had alert notifications from a home monitoring system if something like that happened so they knew exactly what he did. Another surprise was waiting for Dogmeat around the corner. Roomba Doomba as it was named whirled to life as he had been activated to clean up some of the trash Dogmeat spilled. It rounded the corner right for him. Dogmeat turned his head in confusion and then turned his whole body like a spinning disc of cleaning doom came for him. "What is that thing?!" Dogmeat questioned as he barked at the new challenger approaching. He stood his ground until the Roomba was up at him. Dogmeat swatted at it a couple of times then pounced in front of it, causing the Roomba to back up a bit to find another path around Dogmeat. He went to pounce again but this time managing to land on the power button located at the top of the Roomba. As it powered down and ceased motion Dogmeat was pretty sure he had beaten the whirling beat of doom "Hoomans will be so proud of me! I took down two monsters today that could've hurt them," Dogmeat thought happily to himself. As he trotted out of the kitchen and into the living room he hopped up into his favorite chair to take a nap after his daring adventure and saving the day.