I was in the middle of the epic Stones of Summer when I went away last week — not about to bring a nearly 600 page hardcover tome with me, I instead started in on some of the books that have been calmly waiting for me to get through the Mossman book. I bought this one used several weeks ago because I liked the design (will try to get an image up later).
While looking for some information on Dan Rhodes, I found this long review, which is much more than I could write about this morning in my current jetlagged state. Also I can be lazy and refer to it, like saying that the parts I liked best were the Calvinoesque histories the dog unveils on his travels. Most of the rest, especially the end, I felt were either forced or just weak.