Meanwhile, in a galaxy far, far away, a freds turned on a hyperspatialtransdimensional warpviewer, scanned for a bit, and then called his friends and genetics to see what itshehe had found. A steamboat, a sailing ship beached in stinking black muck, a carousel, a gambler -- they all gasped in amazement and chuckled at what fools these Earthlings be. Still, they wished that the labrador retriever would come through without injury; not that they were animal lovers, but because they needed the genetic material....

And back on the Boardwalk, a black lab chased seagulls....