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Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Doctor Dawg joins the team.

It seems like we have been working together forever. But it wasn't that long ago that it was just Bob, and Bob, and me, with a 1971 VW Van, a used copier, and a dream. We had been kicking around for a couple of years, trying to workout the details to a small time travel device. Nothing big enough for a human, or even a dog, or a cat. Something the size of a can of coke, or a package of breath mints.

We knew that if we could send a modern day item back in time, to the precise moment they took one of those tin plate photographs, the photos with all the grim, scowling people, we were on our way. The government would have to take us seriously. Besides it would have been great to see Bob's scowling, angry looking Grandmother holding a frosty can of Coca Cola, or a unopened package of Mentos. There might even have been some advertising money to be had.

But, we couldn't get past the Power problem, it takes a lot of juice to send something through time, even a soft drink. That is where Doctor Dawg came in handy.

Looking over his resume we were astonished, several advanced degrees in mathematics, engineering, chemistry, physics, and a minor in philosophy. "and you're working as a guard dog?" we were stupefied.

"Most people wouldn't even interview me as a scientist, probably because I'm a dog." There was a touch of bitterness in his tone, or maybe that's just the way dogs talk. He is the first talking dog we had ever met.

Darned Punks, Anyway
Anyway, he managed to convert an old microwave into a small fission reactor, and we sent a can of coke back to one of the first primitive photographs, but it didn't work out the way we planned. It spilled onto the lap of the subject, who happened to be an important member of the government of a small European nation. He stood and stabbed the photographer, who happened to be from a different small, European nation, and soon they were at war.

It didn't take long for a larger European nation to jump in and swallow them both. Those things happened all of the time back then, it wasn't our fault, probably.

Anyway, Doctor Dawg joined the team and we have been moving forward ever since. He wasn't a very good guard dog, he just didn't have the right stuff.