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Posted March 13, 2008
Darrel Bain is at it again. This time we have the pleasure of learning all about the comedic antics of Biscuit, his pet dachshund. Or as Bain describes him, ¿six inches high, six feet long, has ears that drag the ground and likes to lick faces.¿ I¿m sure the description is pretty close, because fans of Darrell Bain know full well he isn¿t given to hyperbole. And if you believe that, you¿ll probably believe that this man who truly resides at Santa Claus Lane hates ice cream. Bain weaves tale after tail of the trials and adventures of raising a puppy on a tree farm in the wilds of Texas. He seemingly writes with a wink and a perpetual gleam in this eye, which is why the stories are fun to read. I wonder if Bain develops a Pinocchio nose whenever he starts putting his ideas down on paper. But why shouldn¿t the reader believe Biscuit created his own vocabulary, can honk a truck horn, or had a wild run-in with Viagra? Fact or fiction? I¿ll leave that for you to decide. The reader will come to love and laugh at a little dog he or she will never meet. In the process however, Bain reminds us that life isn¿t all rosy, and can bite you when you least expect it. The harsh realities of life play a minor role in this entertaining little book, and leave an impression that lasts a tad longer than the light-hearted theme. But whoever said life would be all ice cream and doggie biscuits?Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.