The kind of typical book that I read because I like its cover and trust its publisher.
But one shouldn't judge a book by its cover, and publishers do need to sell books to a wider audience than me and people like me, I'm afraid.
I was hoping for something bubbly and at times slightly unorthodox. Instead what I got was the story of an owner's love for her dog (in case, please refer to my comments to Heart of a Dog for my view on the previous dog-related book I had read) and ultimately her descent into spinsterhood (despite her possible lack of self-awareness). All in all, a bit of a waste of time, though at least not a particularly troubling one...
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