in the morning you go gunning for the man who stole your water

Two months in, it’s crystal clear that we have one clever little seven-month-old dog on our hands.

Daryn reported after I got back from work last night that Sam had earlier in the day been inexplicably and repeatedly scratching at the bathroom door, and then looking back at him.

After a few minutes, D. discovered that Sam’s water dish was not on the floor where it usually is, but was instead sitting on top of the counter next to the sink.

Having decided that it was 5:00 somewhere and therefore time for a drink, Sam had apparently been looking around for his water dish to no avail, and devised a backup plan to draw attention to where he knew water might be procured.

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Born and raised in central Maine, Dave, as a young adult, found his way to the Boston area for a double undergraduate degree in geology and sociology, and thereafter to the Washington DC area for graduate studies in physical geography. And just look at him now! Can you smell it? Can you smell the glamor? A probable bout of tinnitus that was misinterpreted to be the mothership’s beacon frequency (along with a smidge of wanderlust and eagerness to shake things up) prompted Dave to once again leave the State of Maine in late 2000, arriving in San Francisco after a week-long cross-country drive. Since late 2006, Dave lives with his impossibly kind and charming partner in Oakland, CA, where he does his level best to pick up a pen, a paintbrush, a saxophone, or fire up the word processor in an effort to achieve some manner of creative flow during those hours of the day not consumed by dispiriting and disgruntling underemployment. Dave’s pet peeves include raisins in baked things, papercuts, gristle, and right wing talking points. He enjoys a well-crafted Belgian-style ale, the song stylings of Maceo Parker, his local farmer’s market, and a most-certainly pathological level of writing implement hoarding.

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