D Digwert DSP for dogs iBone, Clara 1.3
Digwert moved out of his mother's house after his father died. She and he were close, but he wanted a new start. He worked as a sound engineer at one of those MEMS microphones foundries that sprung up to supply smart speakers, fridges, even office chairs.
The NextDoor mailing list for their area kept mentioning porch pirates, car break ins, minor property crimes, until one morning a young lady, Lillianm coming home after working as a server on New Years Eve, had an even younger person approach her with a machete and said "don't [explectitive] move. The short story is she beat the stuffings out of him and he is locked up, but it got Digwert thinking. He bought an alarm system for his mom's house and installed it.
Their custom was for him to come over after church on Sunday and they would have a fancy dinner together usually with her famous Lofthouse rolls. After dinner she remembered she had left something in the car, as she went to get it, the alarm made a dong when she opened the door. Fifi, her pet labracacadoodle raised her head, looked around, laid back down. When she came back in, the dong happened again, Fifi got up and went to greet her mistress.
Digwert picked up on it. The dog had learned what the alarm system dong meant. His company's sound arrays were part of high end alarm systems already, they could detect gun shots and the vector the sound came from, glass break, but also distinguish between human and animal footsteps while pin pointing the location.
What if, he was to take that processed sound, and play back signals, just above most human hearing, but within a dog's hearing range. He started simply using Fifi as his test case, didn't convert the door sound, but added some of the other conditions such as someone walking in the yard. He got his friends to come over and Fifi soon learned the sound and would run to a window in the house.
After he had a working prototype and some video of Fifi, he arranged to meet with his boss, Frank Benin. Frank was impressed, but felt it was out of the core competence of his company, Net Girls. However, at his previous job they did build custom applications for a physical security company and he had remained in touch with a colleague.
He used social media to introduce and summarize what Digwert was doing. Turns out the man was working in the PSE division of his company and was thus, interested.
Within a year, ordered sound became part of the standard training for Blue Circle dogs, whether from micro acoustic arrays like smart phones or speakers, or pro-grade physical protection arrays like they use at stadiums, or large outdoor concerts to detect problems. These signals could be broadcast over phones, speakers, Pa systems, whatever could broadcast at 27,500 Hz and only added a few words to the dog's vocabulary: explosion, fire, gun, break glass, fighting, abnormal walking, mechanical change, car arriving, car leaving, door open, window open, yelling, normal greeting.
It was just one more tool in the arsenal when your goal is to be the most effective physical security force in the world, but came in handy more than once or twice, because, of course, the dog still had all of his other senses, even so connectivity to the Internet of Dogs, (IoD), sometimes helped narrow his focus.
Digwert had moved over the the physical security division, lead engineer for the project when they were visited by a Blue Circle canine trainer and two of her GSDs. She wanted to see what else was possible and the results were astounding. Digwert, it turned out, was not a one hit wonder, he was the father of the iBone, a smartphone for exceptional dogs.
And so, Frank explained to Clara and Guy, that's why we are here, iBones. They are made right here in a robofactory the size of an ol timey refrigerator, in fact, that is where that stainless cabinet comes from. Reliable, upgradable, cheap, that's the iBone. We are going to adjust the factory flow, add an opt-in branch for a Bohr Q chip, cyber paring canine and primary person.
Guy was up for the code, easy to see where to branch. Let's create an empty function, make sure it calls and recalls. Clara nodded, if that is as deep as the sw side goes she was tracking.
GUI interface, already a Q library, find the pop bead you need, drag it over to the function, Q needs to pair, these chips mate for life, Drop In, Share: photos, video, live, if authorized, drop everything including the chip drivers.
OK, bring up some use cases, Guy took a deep breath.
Frank said outstanding and headed for the exits. Clara sat down next to Guy, for all the advances we have made in software engineering if your test to code drops below 80%, time to turn the tuning knob.
You fall into a rhythm, almost like dancing, test case, hypothesis, experiment, observe results, again, again. This little tiny thing comes up, not enough to matter, but they both sense it, adjust, maybe more like ice dancing. The last QA test suite marks complete. They look at each other, Guy leans over and starts to put his arm around Clara, she gently, quietly, firmly, stops him.
I'm flattered that you would fancy a girl this much older than you, but I am dealing with some issues and that wouldn't help right now. Don't get me wrong, you are a good looking guy, earnest. Absolutely scored with the Net Girls gig and when we are in public, I am happy to be seen as your squeeze of the eve.
Sure, said Guy, I think I am relieved a bit, I'm one guy . . .
And there are so many insatiable Net Girls, finished Clara, I know, Chara has nearly sent me spinning a couple times. Great problem to have, huh Guy. Let's load up.
The NextDoor mailing list for their area kept mentioning porch pirates, car break ins, minor property crimes, until one morning a young lady, Lillianm coming home after working as a server on New Years Eve, had an even younger person approach her with a machete and said "don't [explectitive] move. The short story is she beat the stuffings out of him and he is locked up, but it got Digwert thinking. He bought an alarm system for his mom's house and installed it.
Their custom was for him to come over after church on Sunday and they would have a fancy dinner together usually with her famous Lofthouse rolls. After dinner she remembered she had left something in the car, as she went to get it, the alarm made a dong when she opened the door. Fifi, her pet labracacadoodle raised her head, looked around, laid back down. When she came back in, the dong happened again, Fifi got up and went to greet her mistress.
Digwert picked up on it. The dog had learned what the alarm system dong meant. His company's sound arrays were part of high end alarm systems already, they could detect gun shots and the vector the sound came from, glass break, but also distinguish between human and animal footsteps while pin pointing the location.
What if, he was to take that processed sound, and play back signals, just above most human hearing, but within a dog's hearing range. He started simply using Fifi as his test case, didn't convert the door sound, but added some of the other conditions such as someone walking in the yard. He got his friends to come over and Fifi soon learned the sound and would run to a window in the house.
After he had a working prototype and some video of Fifi, he arranged to meet with his boss, Frank Benin. Frank was impressed, but felt it was out of the core competence of his company, Net Girls. However, at his previous job they did build custom applications for a physical security company and he had remained in touch with a colleague.
He used social media to introduce and summarize what Digwert was doing. Turns out the man was working in the PSE division of his company and was thus, interested.
Within a year, ordered sound became part of the standard training for Blue Circle dogs, whether from micro acoustic arrays like smart phones or speakers, or pro-grade physical protection arrays like they use at stadiums, or large outdoor concerts to detect problems. These signals could be broadcast over phones, speakers, Pa systems, whatever could broadcast at 27,500 Hz and only added a few words to the dog's vocabulary: explosion, fire, gun, break glass, fighting, abnormal walking, mechanical change, car arriving, car leaving, door open, window open, yelling, normal greeting.
It was just one more tool in the arsenal when your goal is to be the most effective physical security force in the world, but came in handy more than once or twice, because, of course, the dog still had all of his other senses, even so connectivity to the Internet of Dogs, (IoD), sometimes helped narrow his focus.
Digwert had moved over the the physical security division, lead engineer for the project when they were visited by a Blue Circle canine trainer and two of her GSDs. She wanted to see what else was possible and the results were astounding. Digwert, it turned out, was not a one hit wonder, he was the father of the iBone, a smartphone for exceptional dogs.
And so, Frank explained to Clara and Guy, that's why we are here, iBones. They are made right here in a robofactory the size of an ol timey refrigerator, in fact, that is where that stainless cabinet comes from. Reliable, upgradable, cheap, that's the iBone. We are going to adjust the factory flow, add an opt-in branch for a Bohr Q chip, cyber paring canine and primary person.
Guy was up for the code, easy to see where to branch. Let's create an empty function, make sure it calls and recalls. Clara nodded, if that is as deep as the sw side goes she was tracking.
GUI interface, already a Q library, find the pop bead you need, drag it over to the function, Q needs to pair, these chips mate for life, Drop In, Share: photos, video, live, if authorized, drop everything including the chip drivers.
OK, bring up some use cases, Guy took a deep breath.
Frank said outstanding and headed for the exits. Clara sat down next to Guy, for all the advances we have made in software engineering if your test to code drops below 80%, time to turn the tuning knob.
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You fall into a rhythm, almost like dancing, test case, hypothesis, experiment, observe results, again, again. This little tiny thing comes up, not enough to matter, but they both sense it, adjust, maybe more like ice dancing. The last QA test suite marks complete. They look at each other, Guy leans over and starts to put his arm around Clara, she gently, quietly, firmly, stops him.
I'm flattered that you would fancy a girl this much older than you, but I am dealing with some issues and that wouldn't help right now. Don't get me wrong, you are a good looking guy, earnest. Absolutely scored with the Net Girls gig and when we are in public, I am happy to be seen as your squeeze of the eve.
Sure, said Guy, I think I am relieved a bit, I'm one guy . . .
And there are so many insatiable Net Girls, finished Clara, I know, Chara has nearly sent me spinning a couple times. Great problem to have, huh Guy. Let's load up.
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