[Sholmes cracks open another capsule. Out pops up bright pink octopus, holding a frying pan in one of its eight arms. He turns it over in his fingers curiously.]

Hm? No, they are not much for hunting.

[Which conflicts with his "fearsome" comment, but no doubt that reveals he had not been sincere about that remark.]

If I recall correctly... they were originally used for the rather unscrupulous activity of bull-baiting, as well as aiding in corralling livestock. But now they are little more than companion dogs, at least in my time.