Fluidised Poodle Reactor

Jones peers through the reactor view-port.

Yip. Snarl. Scratch.

They would not go in themselves. The high-pressure hose was the only way.

The clingy damp-dog smell still permeates the room, despite the reactor being sealed.

Jones checks the system controls, and opens the inlet valve to the FPR. Air blasts into the chamber. The poodles levitate and bob.

Too little air — no pleasing canine aesthetic. Too much air and the FPR suffers poodle loss.

Loose fur wafts from the canines and builds up at the gas outlet. The outlet is blocked and pressure is building.

Jones should have used freshly-groomed poodles.