The Blob on the Canvas

The dogs came to take what was mine. Tiny scavenger-like, scruffy looking fox-dogs. There were too many of them. I got annoyed by them and went to get my gun to shoot them. They tried to bite me, you know. What's more, they tried to bite my baby. And then I stepped through some cosmic portal. I was just a blob, a splash of color on the canvas of this universe.

I saw how one by one, all the colors got sucked in a black hole. I was going to be alone with this challenge. No one to help. Not even Grandma.