S.U.D.A. At Headquarters

Poor Opal was being sucked into the ground slowly. She suddenly found herself in a large hallway with sleek black tiles. "Wow!! What a cool place," Opal thought,"I wonder where Rondo's leading us."1

Down polished steps through a shiny room up an escalator through the roof. Yes through the roof! Down a pipe in a tunnel. It seemed like it would never end. Amber and Golden Flower were walking taking the rear and Bulldozer was talking to Rondo. Chippy was skipping in and out in and out.2

Finally we reached a door. Rondo motioned for me to go inside it. I found myself in a rather neat looking area with smooth leather chairs and a thousand it seemed or more certificates and newspaper clippings on the wall. A bright large desk stood in the middle of the room with a St. Bernard behind it. On the desk a plaque showed us this dog'd identity, the HDA, head dog agent. 3

"Come in" the booming voice said.4

Opal walked hesitantly up the HDA. "Hello? My name is Opal. And a labrador named Rondo told me to go in here. ... sir."5

"Do you live in Caddington Circle where it is a private eye dog neighborhood?"6

"Yes"7

"And did you pass the test?"8

"Yes" Seriously was I just going to answer yest the whole time.9

"So since you succeeded. You will put on an assignment immediately. Your code name. Agent O38L. There is a Siamese terrorizing the cities of New York City. Capture the cat take it to the autorities and done. Get it Got it good. Now GO!"10

Opal left quickly. "What a strict guy that guy is?"11

She left. Went to Rondo for more instructions. She needed more info.12