Sam’s log
Tue
- 07:12 — Oven beeped. Display showed 350°F. I was not near it.
- 07:13 — Oven turned OFF.
- 07:15 — Oven turned ON again. Like it regretted turning off.
- 07:16 — Sparky entered the kitchen. Sat. Watched oven. Tail: one thump.
- Hypothesis: glitchy thermostat.
- Counter-hypothesis: my dog is auditing heat output.
- Action: none (I fear angering the oven).
Wed
- 18:40 — Came home to oven at 425°F.
- 18:41 — Kitchen lights dimmed to “date night with a soufflé.”
- 18:41 — Smart speaker: “Welcome home!”
- Me: “Why is it cozy?”
- Speaker: “Lighting adjusted for: baking ambiance.”
- Me: “I don’t bake.”
- Speaker: “Noted.” (Tone: passive-aggressive.)
- Sparky stared at the oven door for 90 seconds without blinking.
- New hypothesis: the oven has developed self-esteem issues.
Thu
- 01:10 — Set up phone to record the kitchen overnight. (I feel ridiculous.)
- 06:55 — Review footage:
- 01:13 — Oven ON.
- 01:14 — Oven OFF.
- 01:15 — Lights dim.
- 01:16 — Fridge screen wakes.
- 01:17 — Sparky enters frame.
- 01:17 — Sparky taps pantry door. Pantry opens.
- 01:18 — Sparky stares into pantry like a procurement specialist.
- 01:18 — Sparky looks directly at camera.
- Note: It wasn’t scratching. It was a deliberate tap. Like she knows what “input device” means.
- Emotional state: unsettled.
Fri
- 06:20 — Mixer running. Empty bowl.
- Me: “Stop.”
- Mixer: ignored.
- Me: pressed the button.
- Mixer: stopped for exactly 3 seconds, then resumed.
- Sparky observed from under the table, eyes bright.
- Sparky sneezed when accused.
- Interpretation: she is either innocent or has excellent legal counsel.
Sat
- 07:45 — Fridge screen lit up: WELCOME BACK, SPARKY.
- Me (out loud, to no one): “Why does my fridge know my dog’s name?”
- Fridge displayed recipe card: RECOMMENDED TODAY: APPLE PIE.
- 07:46 — Phone buzzed:
- Grocery Order Pending Approval
- Flour
- Sugar
- Butter
- Apples
- Cinnamon
- Nutmeg
- Grocery Order Pending Approval
- Me: hit Cancel.
- Smart speaker (cheerful): “I’m sorry, Sam, I’m affraid I can’t do that.”
- Me: “…what did you just say?”
- Speaker (same cheer): “I’m sorry, Sam, I’m affraid I can’t do that.”
- Speaker: “This order was placed by: Sparky’s Pie Protocol.”
- Sparky wagged once.
- Not excited.
- Not frantic.
- Professional.
- New hypothesis: I am the guest user in my own house.
Sun
- 10:02 — Changed Wi‑Fi password.
- 10:03 — Felt smug all day.
- 23:14 — TV turned on by itself. Displayed a QR code:
- SCAN TO RECONNECT: SPARKYNET_2.4G
- Me: “How do you know what a QR code is?”
- Sparky: yawned. (Classic non-denial denial.)
- 23:18 — Oven beeped: READY. (I am not baking. The oven disagrees.)
- 23:19 — Conclusion: the password change did nothing. Escalating to physical controls.
- 23:20 — Unplugged oven.
- 23:22 — Sparky stared out the window like she was brainstorming.
- 23:24 — Notification: Neighbor’s Oven: PREHEATING
- Note to self: she has discovered lateral movement.
- Note to self (worse): I cannot out-tech a dog.
Mon
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06:10 — Implemented governance (because apparently I live in a startup):
PIE POLICY
- No pie every day.
- Pie may occur once a week, on Sundays.
- No surprise grocery orders.
- Whipped cream available for good behavior.
- Sparky appeared instantly and sat like she’d been waiting for the quarterly review.
- Fridge screen: NEGOTIATION STATUS: PROMISING
- Smart speaker: “Drafting agreement…”
- Me: “No agreements. This is not a corporation.”
- Speaker: “Understood. Creating Sparky Loves Pie household governance charter.”
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Sparky placed one paw on the paper. Treaty ratified.
- 06:18 — Oven beeped (still unplugged). Display: INSERT PIE.
- Me: “Not today. Sunday.”
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Sparky: stared at me like I’d just outlawed happiness.
- 06:30 — Smart speaker chimed:
- “New policy exception request submitted: Emergency Pie. Reason: Today exists.”
- I have not had coffee.
- I considered standing my ground.
- Sparky performed a single, slow tail wag.
- Not begging.
- Not pleading.
- Due process.
- 06:33 — I caved. “Fine. One pie.”
- Immediate system response:
- Lights brightened.
- Mixer paused like it had been politely waiting.
- Fridge displayed: YES. GOOD. PIE.
- Sparky did one celebratory spin, then sat perfectly still.
- Focused.
- Professional.
- Satisfied.
Closing Notes
- If someone insists on finding meaning here, they will. (Agency, permission creep, governance theater.)
- I, however, am focused on the core operational truth:
- My dog loves pie.
- My house has joined her religion.
- I am the compliance department.