marley & me by john grogan

marley and me by john gorganAnother book I finished this summer? Marley & Me.

A first-time dog owner with a dog whose owner called him the World’s Worst Dog – does anyone see a resemblance here?

The cover of the book alone wouldn’t let me leave the book sitting there on the shelf of my local Barnes & Noble. For a fleeting moment, I thought about taking them all home, so each book would have a home. Yes, that’s how obsessed with dogs I’ve become since The Riley Arrival.

While scaring the shit out of a litter of puppies isn’t exactly how I came to pick my goofy dog as mine, it seemed to have work for author John Grogan. Besides, mine was the only one left – if I would have tried to scare him, he would have just sat and stared at me just as long as I wasn’t carrying the new floor lamp I bought that scaries the living hell out of him when I touch it to power it on and off.

With each chapter I read, the similiarities I found between Marley and Riley were… well, scary. The jumping, the chewing, the destruction, and the fierce loyalty – yeah, I had no problem visualizing and connecting with every experience mentioned. Any dog owner that hasn’t experienced at least one thing in this book must have a dog that was put together mechcanically. Separation anxiety, barrier frustration — been there, done that, if you’ll recall. Now, i’m beginning to think those were just fancy words for ‘desperately seeking every ounce of your attention’.

I started this book as I boarded a flight a couple of weeks ago and finished it up before landing in Newark, NJ. Except for the last chapter. I needed a break from the book before finishing the book, as I would imagine any dog-owner/dog-lover would.

When I found out John Grogan had a blog, I had to add it to my RSS reader. I was in hysterics today when I read about his new Golden Retriever’s run-in with Cesar Milan.

Read the blog and read the book; they’re both more than worth your time.

3 Comments

  1. said:

    I loved “Marley and Me”. It reminded me so much of my dad’s old Mindy. I had to stop reading after the part where they moved north and Marley couldn’t keep up with playing in the snow. He was the same age as my Chloe at that point, and that made me have panic attacks.

    Great book, otherwise. I’ve been reading the blog off and on and it’s always a hoot.

    September 12, 2006
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  2. said:

    I had to completely detach myself when I got to that point… or yeah.

    September 12, 2006
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  3. PeeWee said:

    I enjoyed “Travels With Charley” by Steinbeck. So much so, I read “Grapes of Wrath” which was easily one of the worst books I ever read.
    Where was I going with this?

    September 12, 2006
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