What I'm Longing For

Barley, a dog, lays on her side on a futon, her body as relaxed as it is extended.

Barley, a dog, lays on her side on a futon, her body as relaxed as it is extended.

I always love to see a dog blissfully asleep, laying on their side. I see such a dog, belly out and paws crossed, and I know that this is a dog who feels safe. And that’s huge. More than merely protecting Barley from life’s genuine hazards, I strive to give her an experience that is free from needless dread or thoughtless uncertainty. My success in doing so to date is a point of pride.