White Dog jumped up on the bed and stood over me. She nodded and Opal dragged her side along the vertical blinds pulling the strips aside to let the sun in. YoYoMa sat up and put his nose in Steve's face. The room filled with every single member of the White Dog Army. WD nodded and the stereo in the other room brought us to full awake mode.
"What is all this?" I asked as I shifted WD's paw off of my breast.
"This is it. Dad's last day at work. It is the beginning of a new adventure. We are not going to waste it hiding in bed. We KNOW it is going to be a change for the better, whatever it is. So we are here to give you a pep talk, show our belief in you, dad, and to make sure we begin this new era on the right paw...
"...fearless...and WDA style, with celebration.
"So, get out of bed. Here is our allowance money. You and I are going out for donuts so we can have a breakfast party. And then we will take a nap before bravely facing the task of becoming."
All the pups wagged their agreement and Zsofia jumped up to woo a charge to action. I looked at Steve. "Best do as you are directed," I said to him. "There is no stopping progress, or an Army on the march."
"Besides," he replied, "I think that I can hear donuts calling." Nilla barked her agreement.