Pets

"You’re trying too hard," Luna meowed one Tuesday, watching Barnaby perform a frantic series of spins for a young couple.

Barnaby wagged his tail so hard he nearly tipped over. He didn't know what a mailman was yet, but he couldn't wait to find out. "You’re trying too hard," Luna meowed one Tuesday,

Barnaby, a scruffy terrier mix with one ear that permanently saluted the ceiling, didn’t mind the dark. It was the silence he hated. Silence meant no one was talking to him, no one was calling him a "good boy," and—most importantly—no one was looking at his kennel card. "You’re trying too hard