This is a good book...BUT it's not a book for me. I only made it halfway through the book, and that's after skimming through many pages hoping for something else. So this is the 2nd book that I have not finished within the past month, which is pretty unheard of for me.
I think my problem is that when I have a preconceived notion about a book and it doesn't turn out how I expected, I either really love or really hate it. Unfortunately, this was not a good book experience for me.
What I thought the book was about:
Two very close friends who bonded over their love of dogs. One of the friends dies of cancer and the surviving friend writes a book about their friendship. I expect cute stories about the them bonding, their dogs, etc. That's not what I got.
What the book is about:
A grief memoir written by the surviving friend. She describes how they met (through their dogs) and their uncanny similarities: both writers, recovering alcoholics, love of dog training, swimming/rowing, etc. It was all very interesting to read about their friendship, but there was no happy in the book. It was only about how the friend is gone (died of cancer at age 43) and how sad the author was about it.
I looked up other reviews of the book to see what other people thought and it was a very well-received book when it came out. It celebrates the power of friendship, embracing life, and getting through hard times. TIDBIT: The author has won a Pulitzer (but not for this book).
I'm sure that if I were able to stick it out and read the entire book that I would appreciate the story and the superb writing, but this book just didn't do it for me.
Rank: Unfinished.
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