Chet may be one brilliant bastard (for a dog), but I read this during my darker days where the nights were long and the radiator was cold, and itís hard to read (or sleep) when you have a flashlight shined in your eyes every half-hour. Sure, the cabin was fun for the first day or so, and I even pretended to like it, but not sleeping gets old really fast.
And so does Chet. Something was amiss, and I donít think it was the lack of bacon bits. Sure, Suzie Sanchez makes an appearance, and where would Chet be without Bernie by his side, but I just wanted a bigger bone, and more fresh water in my bowl (and not the kind you get out of the toilet either as thatís saved for special occasions).
But even though I missed the smell of bacon and water and more than a few scratches on my belly, I still enjoyed frolicking around inside Chetís head. The air was crisp and plenty (since it was blowing in my face), and I leaned my head out the window and squirrel and then he was running and I was running and my teeth were smacking and his lips were jabbering and I found myself being yelled at for no apparent reason. And thatís sort of what PAW AND ORDER felt like. It started out as great fun, but I ended up getting scolded in the end.
I received this book for free through NetGalley.