A Hill Conquered

Barley, a dog, rests on a patch of grass and looks back at a hilly street she has just climbed.

Barley’s stamina is middling at best, especially in hot weather. She’s a trooper, of course, and will do what she can to keep pace, but from time to time, she signals that it’s time for a break and doesn’t so much lie down as let herself plop. In this case, a half dozen consecutive blocks up steep hills was just about what she could manage before it was time for a 5-minute breather.