

My white dog Pooh Bear is getting older. I am, too. Maybe that‘s why I finally picked up Terry Kay‘s book about a widowed Southerner facing mortality and read it. Though first published in 1990, it‘s still pure poetry to read and a beautiful testament to small towns, the South, and family, and the realities of loss and mortality. And it features a dog who may be a ghost, or a real one. Kay keeps you guessing. Highly recommended!