Sir Zomberth and Wilfric the Lame, merrily frolicking the pastures, encounter a nice puppy. And its 2-ton mommy.
Wilfric, stuttering, tries to warn his master of impending doom. "A do-do-dodo-dog, a bi-bi-bibig-dog! A FRIKKIN HUGE RAVENOUS DOG!" (Try to say the stuttering part aloud, see if you can! Oh, you could? Well, try it while a mastiff the size of a Mack truck is snarling at you!)
Brave but soon-to-be-shredded-to-pieces Sir Zomberth pats the cutesy mongrel on the head, and cooly replies: "Stop being such a sissy, it's a small puppy!"
*yip!* goes the cutesy pooch, wagging its cutesy tail.
*BARK-A-WOOOF* goes its mommy, shattering both of Zomberth's eardrums, beer mugs all around the village, and precious porcelain in King Rhubarb the Unclean-footed's castle, 15 miles away.
BACON BACON BACON, I SMELL BEGGIN' STRIPS! Wait, that's me... (I'll give you guys a minute for that joke...) Funny as always my Lord. You have continued to deliver nice vigs that keep us chucklin'. Keep it up! Later ~ Chris. (PS- for those that didn't get it... I'm a cop.)
Of course your 'gravity device' could always be glued in place for all we know. This would then allow for a 180 rotation in Photoshop. However, an interesting, if pointless, gesture. Nice job on the big dog. Lee.