It’s always tough to choose dogs for special days, but I ran into Barney in the square in front of the San Francisco City Hall yesterday, and I knew he was something special. He absolutely adored me — just like he absolutely adores everyone else, I gather — but was utterly uninterested in being photographed. Getting him to look in my direction was a real challenge. He left a few ounces of hair on my sweatshirt, much of which is still there. So I figured, what the heck, he’s a good boy. Let’s let him help ring out the old year!
