The Farnival Update

Dawn and Mason

I’m sorry posts have been so slow, but I’ve been in the frozen tundra of Montpelier, Vermont, studying at graduate school, without a single dog. Sometimes, I think I’m more wolf than human because I’m craving everything from the smell of Adriana’s paws to Tony’s puppy breath. I’ll be back at the Farnival next weekend.

In the meantime, while I’m away, Mason has made socializing Dawn his personal project; word on the street is she let Mason kiss the top of her head on New Year’s Day