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As I sat in the sun on the wooden dock that jutted out into the pond, I knew this to be true: my name was Buddy, and I was a good dog.
The fur on my legs was as black as the rest of me, but down at my paws it had, over time, become tinged with white. I had lived a long and full life with a boy named Ethan, spending many lazy afternoons on this very dock, here on the Farm, enjoying a swim or barking at the ducks.
This was the second summer without Ethan. When he died I felt a pain inside me much sharper than any other I’d ever felt. Now the pain
Praise for A Dog's Purpose
“An amazing book. I laughed and smiled and cried. Wise…and sure to open the hearts of all who read it. Bailey has much to teach us about a dog’s love of liberty."
—Alice Walker, Pulitzer Prize–winning author of A Color Purple
"I loved the book and I could not put it down. It really made me think about the purpose of life. At the end, I cried."
—Temple Grandin, New York Times bestselling author of Animals in Translation and Animals Make Us Human
"Marley & Me combined with Tuesdays With Morrie." —Kirkus Reviews
“Funny, heartwarming, and touching.” —Library Journal (starred review)
W. Bruce Cameron