The Art of Racing in the Rain by Garth Stein
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Oh, Enzo. I never would have thought that a book written in the first-person with a dog as its narrator would be so damn entertaining, but this one surprised me. It's a wonderful oxymoron, deep and simple at the same time. The simple joys and complex musings of this particular example of man's best friend bring the reader to heights of elation and depths of sorrow. Seriously. Enzo had me alternating between laughing out loud, smiling broadly, and holding back tears as he narrates the struggles his family went through while he watched, most of the time feeling helpless while knowing and noticing more than anyone would ever expect. He really is the best puppy ever. The only detraction I could make is that there was a little too much racing jargon and history for my liking that felt to me like a chore to get through, but it's a necessary evil as it ties everything together at the end into one misty-eyed bow.
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