My mother and I were chatting the other day and I asked if she was still using her kindle Fire.
“Oh, all the time!” She said. “It’s how I read all my books now. Speaking of– you should get A Dog’s Purpose.. Have you heard of it?”
“No I haven’t.”
“Oh- it’s so good! Sad, but good! It was a New York Times best seller. Check it out.”
So I did.
Let me just say, if you have ever had a dog or other pet and do not want to become emotionally compromised and bawl like a baby in public (say on a plane, perhaps) do NOT read this book.
Oh. My. God. I had to ask the Flight Attendant for a heap of cocktail napkins because I was such a wreck.
“Are you ok?” She asked.
“Oh yeah– this book is just so damn beautifully sad.”
Without spoiling it, I’ll just tell you it is the story of a dog who gets reincarnated several times, and each time he learns more about his/her purpose in life.
As you can imagine, the endings of each life are a bit… difficult… to read. Especially if you’ve ever lost a beloved pet.
But the overall story/message is just so damn good. What the dog learns each time, and how it helps in each subsequent life is wonderfully linked. And the way it ends just ties everything together so well….
I highly recommend reading it. And I highly recommend having a full size box of Kleenex handy.
I did crust my mother this weekend for recommending it.
“Jesus, mom! I bawled! ON THE PLANE!!”
“Well, I did warn you it was sad. But good. I know I definitely look at my dogs differently now.”
so cb DOES have a sensitive side. animals are better than most humans.
I couldn’t talk about my dogs without crying for about a year after they died. I will be a total wreck, but I’m going to read this. Thanks, cb, for the tip.
Oh, cb! How are you ever going to accompany the hot leather boy flight attendant to the mile high club if you’re sprawled across the seat back there in tourist bawling you’re eyes out? And you don’t actually read on the plane. The book is a prop you position across your lap so leather boy can pretend to be interested in what you’re reading when he’s really checking out your crotch while he’s pressing his hip against your shoulder. Ok. Most of that is fantasy. But it is a nice fantasy. Isn’t it?
Crap… Bawling *your* eyes out. Heavy breathing makes one a bad speller.
OK… I’ll put it on my reading list,
I’m halfway through and totally loving it!
OK, now I’ve got to get this book. Plus it would likely make a great Christmas gift too.