With Hardly Any Time Left, The Year Loses By Submission

Barley, a dog, pins down a dragon toy with the year “2023” written on its foot as she chomps on its floppy horns.

As much as I’m grateful for my good fortune this year, it’s hard to ignore how awful this year has been for so many people. While my sober assessment is that the turning of the calendar page will result in more of the same overall, it is my pledge to you all that Barley will continue to radiate a blissful, blameless innocence for all to enjoy. Best wishes and warmth for the coming year.