Book Review:

 Tomorrow by Damien Dibbens

Anyone who loves dogs should read this book. Tomorrow is a beautifully crafted story told from the dog's perspective. He has been given eternal life along with his master/owner. Tragedy happens, and the dog spends two hundred years waiting for his master/owner to return. 

Love, devotion, friendship, loss, and the journey of self-discovery are intricately interwoven in this narrative, creating a poignant and magical 'tail' of the unbreakable bond between two souls.

One of my favorite characters in the book besides Tomorrow is his friend, a rangy dog named Sporco. Not to give the story away, but here is one of my favorite passages concerning their friendship.

He recounts their meeting and says, " That dog became my friend. My best friend. And that is why I would follow that dog throughout the realms, to any place on earth. Into a furnace, I would follow him."

Just rereading the paragraph makes my heart ache.

I give it five stars. *****

Thank you, Julie Johnson, for gifting it to me.



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