Thousands of trains had Dog Monday met and never had the boy he waited and watched for returned. Yet still Dog Monday watched on with eyes that never quite lost hope. Perhaps his dog-heart failed him at times; he was growing old and rheumatic; when he walked back to his kennel after each train had gone his gait was very sober now – he never trotted, but went slowly with a drooping head and a depressed tail that had quite lost its old saucy uplift. One passenger stepped off the train – a tall fellow in a faded lieutenant’s uniform, who walked with a barely perceptible limp. He had a bronzed face and there were some grey hairs in the ruddy curls that clustered around his forehead. The new station agent looked at him anxiously. He was used to seeing the khaki-clad figures come off the train, some met by a tumultuous crowd, others, who had sent no word of their coming, stepping off quietly like this one. But there was a certain distinction of bearing and features in this soldier that caught his attention and made him wonder a little more interestedly who he was. A black-and-yellow streak shot past the station agent. Dog Monday stiff? Dog Monday rheumatic? Dog Monday old? Never believe it. Dog Monday was a young pup, gone clean mad with rejuvenating joy. He flung himself against the tall soldier, with a bark that choked in his throat from sheer rapture. He flung himself on the ground and writhed in a frenzy of welcome. He tried to climb the soldier’s khaki legs and slipped down and grovelled in an ecstasy that seemed as if it must tear his little body to pieces. He licked his boots and when the lieutenant had, with laughter on his lips and tears in his eyes, succeeded in gathering the little creature up in his arms Dog Monday laid his head on the khaki shoulder and licked the sunburned neck, making queer sounds between barks and sobs.I saved the best for last, didn't I? Are you crying yet? How did the poor dog not freeze to death? Have you read any of these? Who did I forget?
According to a recent episode of 60 Minutes, studying dogs may reveal a path to longer, healthier life for dogs and humans. It is well documented that owning a dog provides older adults with significant physical, mental, and emotional benefits, including increased physical activity through walking, reduced loneliness, lower blood pressure, and a stronger sense of purpose. There are also benefits to the dogs: the Dog Aging Project has found that dogs that live with other dogs appear to suffer from fewer diseases. And when it comes to cognitive decline, dogs that don't exercise were found to have a six times greater chance of developing dementia.
19 comments:
The first dog that comes to mind for me is Bob in Agatha Christie's Dumb Witness. Great list, though - I love Toto and Timmy!
Aww, this is such a fun idea for a list! I love reading about dogs.
I loved Lessons in Chemistry! For me, Old Yeller is always the first to come to mind. :-(
I can't place that one and I thought I knew all Christie!
Have you read Must Love Dogs? I almost included that but only remembered the first chapter.
Leslie, I think that was so sad I blocked it from my memory! Although I remember exactly where it was in my school library.
Toto is just the best!
Such a fun idea for a list!
I love watching dog videos, especially when they reunite with someone they haven't seen for a long time. It makes me think that we, as humans, don't deserve the.
Here's my TTT for the week: https://readbakecreate.com/the-xs-ys-and-zs-have-it-ten-titles-starting-with-x-y-or-z/
Great topic and great list of books!
Interesting post! I've never noticed dogs in any fiction before.
Yes, as someone mentioned, Bob from AC's Dumb Witness, the Suchet drama uses a lovely Westie. Frederica is an all-time favourite Heyer and I've also read the Paula Munier and the Enid Blyton. Oh, and Dog On It! The quote is very heart-warming.
630 almost steals the show in Lessons in chemistry.
Thanks for sharing your #TTT
I did a reread of all the Oz books a year ago and one of my favorite parts was the book where Toto starts talking to Dorothy!
The passage from Rilla is lovely! I love dogs in fiction (so long as they remain unharmed by the end of the book). Harry the Dirty Dog was such a favorite when my kids were little! Great topic and list.
I’m a librarian and have lists of “If you liked …try…. Then pictures of various books that are like the one listed. For the dog page I’ve identified the dead dog books, because I hate to read them!
Who could ever forget the eminently lovable Harry the Dirty Dog!!! I simply adored this post! I can't read a book that has a prominent dog character die. Cannot do it! The writer Hal Borland, who wrote about nature and his home in Connecticut, had a couple of great "true doggie dog" stories. Dogs are a marvel and a wonder and can turn your life positively upside down with either madness or worry. Still, they are the most stupendously life-affirming creatures! Never a dull moment, may I add!
I don't want to read any dead dog books either but don't worry, I didn't include any here!
Interesting subject. I'm not much into dogs but I have read two of your books.
I opted for food in my post:
https://momobookblog.blogspot.com/2026/04/top-ten-tuesday-food.html
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