July 10, 2011
White Dog, The Other White Dog, Another White Dog, Still Another White Dog, and Yet Another White Dog could not believe we made good on our promise of a morning trip to the Park when the grass was still cool and the Park shady and the temperature relatively bearable.
"But it was after 2 this morning when you got home. Really? We have to get up and go to the Park? Now?" YoYoMa whined when Steve opened the blinds at 8:45am.
"It is already getting hot so it is now or never," Steve replied. "Then we must take Michael to the shelter; it's his volunteer day."
White Dog heard "now or never" and scrambled out from under the chair. She started issuing commands for the WDA to get out of bed, do their morning duties, and fall in for a Park trip. For those not moving fast enough, she walked behind them nosing them into quicker action. For Nuka, who slept through the announcement, WD "accidentally" bumped her, awakening sleeping beauty.
They were ready to go before Michael finished his muffin, so HE got hassled by the entire crew which was now waiting impatiently by the front door. Finally the show got on the road.
It was worth the trip!