There's mischief afoot ... someone is devouring detritus in the marsh. Superhero Detritus Dog is called in to save the day ...
Here we see Detritus Dog resting in the seagrass wrack on an island somewhere on Florida's Nature Coast.
Little does he know that his haunches are being surveiled by millions of tiny Beachhoppers, aka Amphipods, as he sits in the oozy mix of rotting seagrass flotsam and mud.
Detritus Dog is so focused on the mystery of the missing detritus, that he has deactivated his butt nerves to focus all available neurons on solving this mystery. As a result, he is clueless to the swarming hordes beneath him.
Detritus Dog's attention is focused on his faithful sidekick, FC Man, who has detained a likely detrital debris deconstructor, The Fiddler!
FC Man restraining the Fiddler ...
"All right, give it up Fiddler! Tell us who is munching all this detritus! It can't be just you and the Fiddler gang, you don't even work at high tide. "
"Fiddle me this, fiddle me that, I'll never tell man, dog, or cat."
The Fiddler wasn't talking. Detritus Dog and his sidekick decided to shake up the neighborhood and see what might fall out.
FC Man and Detritus Dog discover the Beach Hopper hideout! Realizing they are outnumbered, Detritus Dog pulls out his silent Dog Whistle (which only birds can hear) and calls in the air force!
Out of the blue, the air force swoops in and makes short work of the Hopper Clan.
Another victory for Detritus Dog and FC Man!