Barley Hops
Entry Category:
Dog
A little about me...Barley entered the world on Cinco de Mayo in 2022, already carrying a legendary origin story. At the rescue, his temporary name was Jose Cuervo. During the ride home, my wife looked at me and said, “You brew beer. We should name him Barley Hops.” The council convened, votes were cast, and by “council” I mean I immediately agreed.
Barley runs on what appears to be a secret fusion reactor hidden somewhere under that tuxedo coat. Squirrels in our neighborhood likely have a neighborhood watch group dedicated entirely to him. Daily walks are less about exercise and more about checking his social network, where he carefully reads and responds to every neighborhood pee mail left by his canine friends. Breaking news. Baxter was here. Luna had chicken for dinner. Riveting stuff.
He loves to run, play, and wrestle with dogs willing to enter the Barley Arena and survive the chaos. He is one hundred percent joy with four legs attached. Tail wagging is less of a behavior and more of a full body weather event.
He does have standards, though. Bananas? Absolutely not. Carrots? Straight to jail. He looks at both like someone accidentally served him taxes.
Barley lives life at full speed, full volume, and full happiness. We just live with him and try to keep up.