White Dog waited on her chair of command for the hubbub to die down, then deliberately hopped off of her throne and stood eye-to-eye with our newest recruit. She looked him up and down as the rest of the WDA quieted and waited. WD turned her head to me, "Let us celebrate the arrival of our newest brother! Duck jerky, everyone!" The new boy was confused but got into formation with the rest of the Army; he was awestruck that this simple maneuver netted him a thick delicious slab of the WDA's favorite treat. Then he was released to explore, wander a bit, and find his way around White Dog Ranch.
"My White Dog Army and the world, I present to you the newest member of the WDA, specially chosen and kissed by the White Dog Angels. We are honored and blessed that he has joined us..."
She rested her muzzle against his. "I give you FERGUSON AMAT VITAM, (she looked at Steve, for you non-Latin scholars, "Ferguson Lover of Life"), The Mellow White Dog, TMWD."
The room erupted in the sounds of joy and Ferguson, fully now one of us, buried his head in Steve's lap (just like Taiko did). I caught his teary eye and smiled.