Karg sat in a small cock pit the size of a small room.  Computers surrounded him, as well as buttons and switches, and lights blinked on and off in different places.  A small minutiae pincher layed in the corner chewing on a rather long rawhide bone.  His chair kinda felt like a throne to him.  Sometimes the comfort of it and the vast space out the window put him to sleep.  Karg had been flying freight most of his life.  Part of the job of flying one of these things was keeping it flying.  The mony was pretty good and steady. 

Bleep,Bleep something was comming up on his scanner.  The screen was green and anything that was not suppose to be in space would turn into white bleeps on the screen.  The more beeps the bigger the thing that was not suppose to be there.  This was bleeping like mad.  Well something that big would have already picked him up on there radar.  He decided to keep on his original cordinits.  His little dog was awaken by the bleeps and lifted tiny head up and yawned.  He picked up his little body and trotted over to the huge chair by his standards and lept up to Kargs lap.  He put his front paws on the key board in front of them.  He looked at the dash the lights shined in the little pups eyes. He found what he was looking for the the sqare button next to the key board and pushed it with his nose. He hoped of the Kargs lap and small sqare pannel under the dash opened and a mechanical claw came out  with a bowl of dog food.  Lamb his favorite, it sat and down and recycled back into the panel.  The little pup ate greedly.

The ship suddenly began to shake.  The buttons on the consloe and beeps and different kind of alarms start to go off.  The bowl of dog food started to slide away and the dog began to bark wildly.