Okay, so I’m a dog person. In fact, we just got a new puppy at our house (that makes three) and her name is June. Here she is running with pink tulle (and why not?) in the yard. June is at the beginning of her life with a family. She’s only just begun to be devoted to us, and us to her. Basically, it’s pure chaos, and the sky is really beautiful at 3:00 am. But at some point June will become more steadfast and mature and integral to our routine and we’ll love her even more.
Homer is reaching the end of his life with his family. He’s steadfast, dedicated, devoted, comfortable, loved. Pink tulle probably wouldn’t send him into a frenzy these days. But he helps define home and family for his family, and he always will.
There have been some great, great dog books over the years. My favorites are Dav Pilkey’s Big Dog and Little Dog, and Cynthia Rylant’s classic Henry and Mudge series. I love Good Boy, Fergus! by David Shannon, and Bark, George by Jules Feiffer, Go, Dog. Go! by P.D. Eastman, and Martha Speaks by Susan Meddaugh. There are many more. Elisha Cooper’s Homer, though, explores in just a very few words and stunning illustrations what living with a dog is really like, why it matters, and why some of us can’t live without them.