My german shepherd was rather afraid of it, but I didn't mind it tagging along. And it came as a big help later on.
Some way along the winding road of shadows, we were set upon by a band of carnival freaks, all of which were covered in scars and mutilations.
They had escaped from the carnival just barely with their lives, and were now getting revenge by torturing and exterminating all non-freaks.
Well, as you might suppose, this could of gotten ugly. But Sylvester did something brilliant then.
Suddenly, without warning, he began to burst into a thousand differently colored flames, (some of the colors of which I had never seen before), and shine with a blinding light. This generally scared the wits out of everybody, including myself {and my dog}.
But it got rid of the weird carnival people. 
After this, we continued along the road, across the universe, and eventually came to a sign. "This way to the Middle of Nowhere."
I had never been to The Middle Of Nowhere before. I decided to follow it.
After a while of walking, and finding nothing, we came across a faery with moth wings that appeared to made out of some kind of clay or earth. He greeted us carelessly, raising his fingers in a peace sign.
“I’m Shanks,” He said in an English accent “please to meet ya.”
“I’m lost” I replied, “How do we get back home?”
“Ask the Buffalo,” he said, lying down in the grass, “He knows everything.”
We went over to the Buffalo. He merely pointed a hoof in the direction of a nearby tornado.
I looked at it. It was a mysterious thing. I was hypnotized by it. I suddenly knew all. I knew it would take me anywhere I wanted to go. It was The Twister of Thoughts. It would take me home.
“Thank you!” I called, running in the direction of the tornado.
The buffalo merely grunted. He looked deep in thought.
sleet bad.