Farley’s Friday: Dog Packs On Market Day

Farley here,

Every Saturday, off we go to the Farmers Market. Usually, my humans stop and chat with people, and I sit politely and wait. There’s a lot of blah, blah, blah. But then I hear,

“Blah, blah blah, Can I pet him?”

And I know I’m in for some lovin’.

But even better than that, last Saturday, I stopped and chatted with my friends. The humans waited while we sniffed and wagged and spoke in our secret language.

Farley Farmer's Market

What’s our secret? I’ll never tell…

Tomorrow is another day at the market.

Woof woof