Conquering story; Beagle Box

I was on something like a college campus, being taken on a tour. There was a story about how some prince conquered some land and it wasn't clear if I was hearing the story or telling it, but eventually I was in it. The views were great--I was above the landscape, and it was like for different sections being told there was a different director or artist. There were gardens and lots of marble statues, mostly of defeated generals. Finally, in a long open hallway, there was a wizard character. A bird flew onto his shoulder and it became his story. It turned into an illustration or cartoon where there was no background, just the prince's frightened face as he was dragged along by a ferocious peacock. The feathers dragged all over the view.

I was with an old man who was walking outside. He looked like Steve Martin. We came across a bunch of distressed dogs. They were maybe being put into a kennel or having to travel. He picked up one dog and said, "Now you get to go in a beagle box!" and showed the dog how he could hang upside down from the wires on the crate by his claws.

The dogs owner was a hippy young man who took the dog away and berated the old man. The boy and the dog clung to each other, wailing.