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pointyhairedone know, as he merrily stumped his way down to the pigsties, that the innocent-seeming farm animals amongst which he spent his bucolic days were harbouring a deep, dark secret.
The secret? Faithful, hard-working sheepdog Jet had been lured away in the night by a drugged sausage cunningly disguised as a rock, and in Jet's place now lurked an evil-eyed ringer, a sociopathic shark-toothed substitute with murder on his mind!
Any Border Collie is a master of the hypnotic arts, of course. It's in the breed standard. But only a Border Collie belonging to Pointy's arch-nemesis, good old supervillain ME, would ever stoop to using the breed's superlative mental powers for the cause of chaos, evil and destruction.
And make no mistake, Master Spike was a pretty damn good supervillain in his own right. Pointy never suspected, as the first wave of sheep bore down on him, that every single one had been convinced overnight that it was an obligate carnivore. Poor lad, he never stood a chance.
pointyhairedone know, as he merrily stumped his way down to the pigsties, that the innocent-seeming farm animals amongst which he spent his bucolic days were harbouring a deep, dark secret.The secret? Faithful, hard-working sheepdog Jet had been lured away in the night by a drugged sausage cunningly disguised as a rock, and in Jet's place now lurked an evil-eyed ringer, a sociopathic shark-toothed substitute with murder on his mind!
Any Border Collie is a master of the hypnotic arts, of course. It's in the breed standard. But only a Border Collie belonging to Pointy's arch-nemesis, good old supervillain ME, would ever stoop to using the breed's superlative mental powers for the cause of chaos, evil and destruction.
And make no mistake, Master Spike was a pretty damn good supervillain in his own right. Pointy never suspected, as the first wave of sheep bore down on him, that every single one had been convinced overnight that it was an obligate carnivore. Poor lad, he never stood a chance.
