This is Barkely, shaved.
He is a beautiful, if somewhat scary, woggy.
What he loves most in the world (or at least just under Jen and Farmerteen) is snow. He’s about to go into his spring funk, as the snow will recede in the next month or two, and he won’t be able to do this:
(See the tongue?)
When we get into the height of summer, when the sun never sets, and it’s oppressively sunny, he will look at me, longingly, wondering where the snow is, and when I will bring it back for him.