by Elizabeth Hall
This came from a book-swapping site in the mail; I added it to my order on a whim. Read about two-thirds and got tired of it. Maybe I'm done with juvenile reading, unless it's nostalgic. What really got me was the porcupine scene: no way a half-grown dog could pull quills out of itself; he'd just gnaw on them. And with quills in his throat he'd be severely injured and likely die. (please correct me if I'm wrong) But his recovery from that was hardly dealt with, and it made the book feel cheap, which continued with more non-descriptive scenes. Told and not shown. Dull.
Abandoned ....0/5.. 184 pages, 1996