Having been sent down to the planet of the Orzo Outlaws with an offering of rice, I have found myself in the palace of the planet’s Queen. Will my rice be accepted? Will they let me go? Will I ever find out what orzo actually is? Only time will tell …
The Queen’s inspector-general, a severe-looking older gentleman named Mr. Pitt, appears to be pleased with the rice I have brought, while the Queen herself is distracted by an ongoing conversation with a mysterious friend who appears to live in Dallas, Texas, back on Earth.
However, any hopes I may have had that the combination of good rice and the Queen’s evident familiarity with my home planet would result in my swift return are soon dashed, as a result of a cultural misunderstanding — always a danger when an anthropologist such as myself is introduced to an unknown people.
My protests are ignored, and I find myself placed on a horrific conveyor belt device designed for the purpose of assembly-line-style neutering of superfluous males!
However I prove to be immune to the device’s operations, as a result of a visit I paid to the veterinarian several years ago. Taking advantage of this, I escape from the industrial facility housing the conveyor belt, and make my way out into the desert surrounding the palace compound. There I stow away aboard a strange vehicle heading deep into the wasteland, making good my escape from the Queen of Orzo.
However, I soon discover that, much like the old American West, this frontier is under the rule of the gun, not the rule of law.
As I try to explain myself to this suspicious character, he soon realizes that I am not a threat, and lowers his weapons. However, he still does not give me any dessert. I am sure I will be able to wear him down, though; because I am Dennis the Vizsla, and I never give up.