I’ve Got Your Back
Ican’t remember how exactly we decided to name our dog Henry Barfight. I’m fairly certain it was the result of a late-night conversation with friends. I do know that once the name was offered up, it stuck.
Henry Barfight is sweet, loyal, and charmingly neurotic. He has soft golden-brown fur that tends to shed, a tail that curls like a fishhook, and one ear that points straight up while the other flops over. He looks especially handsome in bandannas and is especially agreeable to wearing them. He’s sometimes anxious and somewhat timid; if he ever did find himself in a bar fight, he’d surely lose.
Like any good dog owner, I think he’s pretty much perfect.
Henry entered my life in 2007, in what was a summer of firsts. My
