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I dread the coming of Sunday, March 12.
At 2 a.m. that morning our clocks will “spring forward.”
That means that my yellow Labrador, Thurber, who wakes me at exactly 6 a.m. every morning, will begin waking me at exactly 5 a.m. every morning.
He’ll do so because that’s when his Labradorian clock tells him it is time for me to feed him and take him outside for Number 1 and Number 2.
Which means I’ll...