My Life with George : What I Learned about Joy from One Neurotic (and Very Expensive) Dog
Overview - Having lost both her husband and her father to cancer within the space of two weeks, Judith Summers suddenly found herself in the depths of depression and grief. Life for her and her nine-year-old son Joshua felt like it was never going to be normal again. Read more...
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Having lost both her husband and her father to cancer within the space of two weeks, Judith Summers suddenly found herself in the depths of depression and grief. Life for her and her nine-year-old son Joshua felt like it was never going to be normal again. But then Judith met George, and she was immediately smitten. George, a gorgeous Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, bounded into their little family's household bringing much-needed joy with him. Yet, as Judith soon discovered, living with a George had its drawbacks: he was as time-consuming as a full-time job and as expensive to run as a Ferrari. Willful, stubborn and badly-behaved, he refused to eat anything other than organic roast chicken, and became as jealous as a spurned lover if any man dared show an interest in Judith. And then when a near-death experience with a Staffordshire Bull Terrier resulted in very pricey sessions with an animal psychologist, Judith found herself on the therapist's couch.
My Life with George is the delightful account of the impossible but adorable George, of his adventures and misdemeanors, and of the wonderful way in which he filled a huge void in Judith and Joshua's lives whilst driving them absolutely barking mad along the way.
- ISBN-13: 9781401322441
- ISBN-10: 1401322441
- Publisher: Hyperion Books
- Publish Date: November 2007
- Page Count: 271
- Reading Level: Ages 18-17
- Dimensions: 8.6 x 5.6 x 1 inches
- Shipping Weight: 1 pounds
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Coping with the loss in an 11-day period of both her ebullient husband and her beloved father in 1998, Summers, then the mother of a nine-year-old son, bought a puppy to fill the gaping emptiness in their lives. From his first night in his new London house, George, a Cavalier King Charles spaniel, proved he was top dog when he finagled his way into Summers's bed. George's piercing barks could only be quieted by an early morning nosh; he vomited on carpets and beds after swallowing a foam ball; rang up astronomical bills at the vet and dental hygienist for frequent illnesses and mishaps; and ran off one of Summers's beaus with licking, farting and neediness. Summers's spiteful cat, who peed on the couch and let George take the rap, was sent packing to an animal refuge. George was devastated when Summers split with another boyfriend who pampered him with take-out Chinese, and the pooch survived a vicious attack by a bull terrier on Hampstead Heath. Although unnecessarily expanded from a newspaper article, Summers's (Casanova's Women) genial, sweet Marley-wannabe tale should appeal to other pet owners whose rambunctious animals dominate their existence. (Nov. 6)