I Dream Of Manny

Barley, a dog, sleeps the blessed sleep of the innocent beside Manny, once a lobster chew toy, now much reduced and many times repaired.

Like many dogs, Barley’s typical day consists of long naps, punctuated by bursts of excited activity. In spite of her enthusiasm having bottomless reserves, her physical stamina has always been quite limited, and after a normal day of getting fed, taking walks, and periodically getting to say hello to other humans, she is usually out like a light by nightfall. Her ability to go from sixty to zero is reflected by the presence of Manny in this photo. She did not bring him onto the couch for comfort. Instead, she jumped up there to enthusiastically chomp on him some more, only to immediately realize (as she usually does) that the futon is very comfortable, actually, and going to sleep then and there.