Reporting for Duty

My paws twitched. One, two, three—yes, all four respond to command! I blinked, lifting my chin clear of the fuzzy blanket tucked beneath me. Behind me stretched an illustrated green landscape, but right here was actual territory to inspect. I gave the edge of the folded blanket a brisk, deliberate tap with my front paw. It sank down soft and silent. Perimeter is clear and secure. I planted my paws firmly, ready for the next order.