Against whatever it is that's encroaching.

It’s dark, overcast day. And my dog is acting very strange. He’s looking around a lot like he’s uncomfortable with someone in the room. And he is uncharacteristically mellow and low-energy, sleeping a lot, getting up and nervously poking around the room and then going back to sleep. It makes me think of a nature film I saw as a child that talked about how animals know right before an earthquake or volcano eruption. It makes me think that at any time hot molten lava could come flowing down the streets of Medford. Unlikely but not impossible. Against whatever it is that’s encroaching.

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