Taffy paced by the door, then finally lay down beside him, nose on her paws. Clarence stood up, walked into the garage, and flicked on the light. Under a stack of boxes was a storage bin labeled “IRRIGATION – BACK YARD.”
He dragged it out. Inside were old sprinkler heads, tubing, motion sensors, zip ties, and a weatherproof timer. It had been years, but the system was still familiar—he knew exactly what he needed.