A woman I knew from town, Claire Delgado, asked me to housesit for a weekend in early autumn. The house was ordinary: a split-level on Juniper Lane, fenced backyard, a doghouse in the corner near the sycamore. There was no dog. She said the doghouse had belonged to a labrador named Baxter who died three years ago, but she wanted me to leave a bowl of water out each evening anyway. The first night, I heard a low growl from the yard, then the sound of something lapping. I checked the bowl in the morning—it was half-empty. The second night, the growl was closer, and I saw a shape in the doghouse, backlit by the neighbor's porch light. I didn't get close. I called Claire, and her voice went thin. She told me Baxter was buried under the doghouse. She said, 'Just leave the water. And don't look.' This is the story of what I saw when I finally looked, and what I found in the morning when the bowl was full of something that wasn't water.
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