Search - Rescuing Sprite: A Dog Lover's Story of Joy and Anguish

I think this is not going to be a popular review. Also, it contains a ***spoiler***.

This book is not "Marley and Me." This book is poorly written and the only emotion it provoked in me was disgust at the author's self-centered attitude. His central theme is how the long final illness and death of the dog affected him, and he includes as evidence long quotes of emails and IMs from his friends, with considerable name-dropping and what seemed to be the promotion of his blog and radio program.

The writing is pedestrian. Short sentences. Paragraphs full of short, choppy sentences describing scenery or the furnishings of his house. The author never tells us what Sprite was like, what made this dog unique, only what his own reactions were to Sprite's horrific illness and finally, thank heaven and St. Francis for mercy, death.

If you think you must read this book, consider checking it out of the library.

Sorry I don't get what all the hype about this book is. I kept waiting for it it to start and it never really did. The author seemed more intent to drop names in his book and describe his declining personal health then talk about Rescuing Sprite.

This is definately a must-read for animal lovers. It will pull at your heart strings. It is written very simply, so everyone can understand this man's emotions.

A++

Well, if you want to cry through an entire book you better decide to do it in 1 day or over the course of 2 days. It was a great book as I had just lost my rescued Pug, Bailey and my yellow Lab, Jake. Both were adopted by us Jake, was 1 when we adopted him as his family couldn't take care of him properly and Bailey was a breeding Pug in the boon docks. Bailey was flea infested, had a urinary tract infection, had to have teeth extracted and her nose clipped and throat attended for better breathing all within a couple of months from adopting her. When my husband showed up to look at Jake he mistakenly left the van door open and as soon as Jake met my husband he ran and jumped into the van. The family was going to give Jake to someone else and my husband convinced them to sell him to us. Both dogs were loved as much as Sprite and Pepsi. Both dogs loved all of the new grandchildren. As each baby came into our lives each dog took care of the babies slept under their cribs, worried about them when they went into the pool, cleaned up under the high chairs and went on many stroller walks with us. Bailey sat underneath the stroller when she got to tired. It took us 3 years to find a new dog Buddy, a Labradoodle. This book was great but a tear jerker all the way through. Mark did a great job of reminiscing. It's nice to know so many people care about animals. Whew it is going to take me a day to recover. I still have both of my dogs in a ginger jar together on our mantle.

This was a wonderful book!