“In Mongolia, when a dog dies, he is buried high in the hills so people cannot walk on his grave. The dog’s master whispers into the dog’s ear his wishes that the dog will return as a man in his next life. Then his tail is cut off and put beneath his head, and a piece of meat or fat is placed in his mouth to sustain his soul on its journey; before he is reincarnated, the dog’s soul is freed to travel the land, to run across the high desert plains for as long as it would like.
I am ready.”
I loved this book. I might even go so far to say it is the best book I’ve read this year. It’s the story of a family told from the viewpoint of the dog. A dog who, like his owner, loves racing and uses racing analogies to get aid his story. A family who falls apart and are brought back together by the dog, Enzo.
It’s a clever, funny, incredibly sad and engaging novel. I think I read it in about two days. If I were going to recommend any book this year, this would be the one.