One of our favorite books over the past few years has been A Dog’s Purpose: A Novel for Humans by W. Bruce Cameron. This beautifully written story, told through the eyes of a dog, gives us a precious glimpse into what we all really want to know. What are our pals thinking, feeling, or planning? W. Bruce Cameron gives us the gift of imaging exactly that, over and over again as one dog finds himself reborn over and over again as he searches, in each new lifetime, for his purpose. With permission from the publisher, here’s our holiday gift to you; a recommendation and a short excerpt. Enjoy!
Excerpt from A Dog’s Purpose
Midway across the swamp the boy just stopped. His shoulders sagged, his chin dropping. The air left his lungs in a long, deep sign. Distressed. I picked my way across the slimy area as quickly as I could, putting a paw on his leg.
He was giving up. An overwhelming sense of defeat was building within him, and he was surrendering to it. He was losing his very will to live. He was like my brother Hungry, lying down that last time in the culvert, never to get back up again.
I barked, startling both the boy and me. His dull eyes blinked at me. I barked again.
“Okay,” he muttered. Lethargically he drew his foot out of the mud and tentatively set it down, sinking again.
It took us more than half the day to cross the swamp. When we picked up the stream on the other side of the bog, it moved water with more purpose, becoming deeper and faster. Soon another trickle joined it, and then another, so that the boy had to make a running start to leap across it when a downed tree blocked his path on one side or another. Each leap seemed to make him tired, and we would up taking a nap for a few hours. I lay with him, terrified the boy wouldn’t wake up, but he did, rousing himself slowly.
“You’re a good dog, Bailey,” he told me, his voice hoarse.
Excerpt from A Dog’s Purpose by W. Bruce Cameron, copyright 2010, published by Tom Doherty Associates.