Mango momma here with my periodic book review.
I usually get my books from the library because;
- It is less expensive
- I am in constant danger of having purchased books overwhelm the estate and
- I can be more daring since I have no compulsion to finish a library book I don't like
But about once a quarter, I splurge at Amazon and buy actual books and this time I hit the jackpot.
First up, the latest in the Dexter series, Dexter is Delicious, by Jeff Lindsay
Alert readers will note that I am a big Dexter fan, hence the Pea's given name (used now primarily for formal introductions and training). Although the TV show is great, the books are much better. While the TV soft pedaled two of the best plot lines (the fate of Doakes and the true nature of Cody and Astor) it is still pretty good. But the books rock. This one was, however a bit weak in the end. Still worth reading if for nothing else, then to enjoy the author's turn of phrase and to learn new HBO phrases from Dexter's sister, Deb. If you haven't read a Dexter book yet, start at the beginning, Darkly Dreaming Dexter. Even if you've seen the TV show, there is so much more in the books to enjoy. Thumbs up.
Next, Grave Sight by Charlaine Harris. She wrote the Sookie Stackhouse books on which the show True Blood is based. I like that show, but haven't read the books.
It took me a while to get into this one, but once I did, it was great. Yeah, I had the plot figured out far too soon, but I kept reading because the characters drew me in and I wanted to find out what happened to them. I did find the relationship between the brother / sister main characters a little unsettling, but what the heck? The premise took a bit getting used to, but pretty soon I was believing it and wondering what it would be like to have the "gift" of finding dead people. Yup, I will get the rest of the series. Thumbs up.
Best for last. This one has been languishing on my wish list for ages because I honestly thought it would be a stinker, don't know why. It is Dog on It by Spencer Quinn.
A dog mystery, my favorite combination. Wowee! Thank goodness there are already two more books in the series for me to check out. Chet is the author and he is total dog. Mr. Quinn has faithfully transcribed what I suspect are actual dog thoughts. Chet barks and growls without thinking. He forgets what happened two minutes ago. He loves food and his humans. Little touches, like eating golf balls because it is fun and then gacking them up really endeared me to Chet. I will warn you that some of the parts are kind of scary (well, lots of parts actually) and I had to keep reading past bedtime in order to make sure Chet was OK (idiot, of course he was OK, there are two more books in the series - but I was so worried about him nonetheless). The mystery is really secondary as I was eager to hear what Chet was going to think next. He even has a blog you can read here (although I did find the blog a bit disappointing). TWO THUMBS WAY UP!
In fact I liked these books so much, that I will send them to a randomly selected alert reader who leaves a comment by March 2nd that they are interested (all three go to one reader - U.S. domestic only).
In other news, we keep getting more snow (grr, grr, grr). Just enough to be annoying. Here is what the yard looked like at sunrise yesterday. Time to shovel the deck.... again!
I have, indeed, started jog / walking Mango and it appears to be making his back end move more evenly. He is quite game for it most of the time and of course the exercise doesn't hurt me any (although I will be glad when I can do it in sneakers instead of winter boots). The Pea is attending daycare twice each week as his retrieving button seems to have broken over the winter and he refuses to return the ball, forcing me to slog through snow that will not support my weight - bad dog, bad dog. Thus, our usual "play tennis ball until you drop" activities have been curtailed pending the big melt.
Dexter has gotten the hang of the therapy ball, sort of. Will try and get a movie of that soon.
And yes, I do still have the Mango Minster certificates on my to do list. Sigh...
OK, a picture of the boys since it is their blog after all. We've been working on simultaneous snuggles without Mango biting Dexter in the head and in this photo I recently removed myself from the middle. You can see Mango sizing up the hapless Pea's pointy snooter for jaws of doom insertion.
P.S. I have optimistically already flipped my wall calendars to March and circled the start of daylight savings time.