"White Dog said I should ask you dad. So what is so different about today? Feels the same to me."
"Kind of seems like that to me, too, brother. And I want to know which humans decided to start a NEW year when it gets dark early, is rainy, and makes momma extra cold? Shouldn't the New Year begin when the sun shines and Spring returns and birds make nests and sing and plants are reborn?"
I turned to look at White Dog. "She who will one day be queen is learning well, Little White Dog of My Heart. She argues questions of philosophy almost with the heart you do."
She looked at me. "Her point is well made. Why is it now, momma?"