ith Willy in Timbuktu (heaven) and that he won't therefore see his owner again. Not a very happy book but everything that Paul Auster writes is beautiful and thought provoking. It's a tale of human and canine bond/ love and finding purpose in one's life.
Here's a paragraph from the
book ..."If Mr Bones had belonged to some recognizable breed, he might
have stood a chance in the daily beauty contests for prospective owners,
but Willy's sidekick was a hodgepodge of genetic strains-part collie,
part labrador, part spanial. part canine puzzle................no one
was going to rescue him. as the homeless bard was fond of putting it,
the outcome was written in stone, unless Mr Bones found another master
in one quick hurry, he was a pooch primed for oblivion"
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