I had no idea how this one could possibly end, but I loved it since it managed to both break and put my heart back together. I’ll forever remember it as one of the most beautifully heartbreaking book endings ever. It’s beautiful and soft even if it isn’t without some questionable pieces, but it’s the ending that holds my heart. This is a sweet story of a man and his faithful canine companion as he starts a family, as told by the dog. I thought I was braced, but that ending just broke me. There’s a reason I don’t like to read books with animal characters (ahem, Old Yeller), but, for whatever reason, I decided I had to read this one. One of my fondest bookish memories is sitting in an apartment my husband and I had just moved into, surrounded by half unpacked boxes while my husband was away, and just sobbing as I finished the book. Actually, I think I read it during the first real run of this blog almost a decade ago, long before I was even doing book reviews.
The Art of Racing in the Rain is one I read years before I started blogging again. On the eve of his death, Enzo takes stock of his life, recalling all that he and his family have been through.Ī heart-wrenching but deeply funny and ultimately uplifting story of family, love, loyalty, and hope, The Art of Racing in the Rain is a beautifully crafted and captivating look at the wonders and absurdities of human life … as only a dog could tell it. Through Denny, Enzo has gained tremendous insight into the human condition, and he sees that life, like racing, isn’t simply about going fast. Enzo knows he is different from other dogs: a philosopher with a nearly human soul (and an obsession with opposable thumbs), he has educated himself by watching television extensively, and by listening very closely to the words of his master, Denny Swift, an up-and-coming race car driver.
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