Friday, July 16, 2010

THE ART OF RACING IN THE RAIN by Garth Stein

Like Marley and Me, this is a story about a family and their dog. They have their ups and downs, gains and losses, laughter and tears. That's as far as the similarities go.

Enzo is a labrador mix, and this is his memoir.

Denny picked Enzo from a bunch of writhing, wrinkly puppies with a smile on his face and confidence in his choice. "This one." In an instant, the two are bonded and will only separate through death. Denny is a race car driver and Enzo falls in love with the "sport" as well, watching old racing tapes with Denny, listening to his critiques and praises and explanations. He talks to Enzo as if he's a human, something Enzo deeply appreciates.

Life takes its course. Denny falls in love with Eve, gets married and soon they are expecting a little one; Zoe. Enzo swears to Denny that he will protect Zoe from anything and everything that might look like its going to harm her. Nothing shall harm her, as long as he can help it.

Life continues on its crazy journey and Eve is sick, Enzo can smell it. Denny and Eve don't know why she's not feeling well, she won't go see anyone about it, she's scared she won't leave. But Enzo knows, he can smell the cancer that's eating away at her brain. Family drama soon follows and things are different. Eve and Zoe are gone. They see them almost every day, but they're at Eve's parents'.

Enzo doesn't understand certain things and this frustrates him. Gestures are all he has. The wag of his tail, the flick of his ear, the lapping of a tongue on your face... the droop of his head as he urinates on the floor because he can't get up. Life has passed him by and it has been good. Enzo is ready to move on from this life and be reborn into a man... for this is his belief. He is ready. Are you?

Monkeys have thumbs.
Practically the dumbest species on the planet, next to the duck-billed platypus, who make their dens underwater even through they breathe the air. The platypus is horribly stupid, but is only slightly dumber than a monkey. Yet monkeys have thumbs. Those monkey-thumgs were meant for dogs. Give me my thumbs, you f*&%ing monkeys!

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