"Form up, soldiers! We've got a Code Bone! Repeat, we have a Code Bone in Sector Squeaky!"

Lisa’s voice echoed through the training grounds like the overly dramatic war cry of a commander who had seen too many war dramas and was now living out her fantasy. Except this wasn't a war. This was Pup Patrol, her elite squad of five- to nine-year-olds, proudly clad in mismatched armor made of old pot lids, foam pads, and cardboard swords with glitter.

"Beta Lisa! I mean, Commander Lisa! I have ...