Published June 2016
“Someone once said give a dog food and shelter and treats and they think you are a god, but give a cat the same and they think they are the god.”
This book was recommended to me by a friend who read an ARC copy, so the week that it came out I went to Barnes & Noble to purchase it. I love dogs, I love my dogs, I love other people’s dogs, and I just knew I would love this book. Lily and the Octopus is all about the discovery of the story for yourself, so the synopsis is intentionally vague:
When you sit down with Lily and the Octopus, you will be taken on an unforgettable ride.
The magic of this novel is in the read, and we don’t want to spoil it by giving away too many details.
We can tell you that this is a story about that special someone: the one you trust, the one you can’t live without.
For Ted Flask, that someone special is his aging companion Lily, who happens to be a dog.
Lily and the Octopus reminds us how it feels to love fiercely, how difficult it can be to let go, and how the fight for those we love is the greatest fight of all.
This book is hilarious. I found myself laughing out loud on several occasions. Lily has the most wonderful dog voice, and her and Ted’s relationship was exactly how I imagine my relationship is with my pups. I would read, laugh, close my book, then hug my dogs. I talk to them, I admit, but who doesn’t talk to their pets really? I imagine they talk back too. And that was the most fantastical and wonderful aspect of this book: the visual conversations that Ted and Lily have.
“WHAT! IS! THIS! COZY! BOX! THIS! WOULD! MAKE! A! GREAT! BED! FOR! ME! I! LOVE! ITS! SIDES! AND! THIS! ELASTIC! STRAP!
“That is a suitcase. I have to put my things in it so I can travel.”
“Great. I’m already in it so you’re ready to go!”
But the octopus talks too. At first, this was a little too weird for me to digest; I found myself thinking that maybe Ted was a little too crazy to be relatable. And then I thought to myself, what would I do in this scenario? What would I do if an octopus came to live with me and my dogs? I think I would lose my mind too. And I know I would talk to the damn thing, probably yell at it too; demand answers. I’ve yelled at my own octopus before…. Maybe Ted isn’t that crazy after all.
“After a pause Lily looks up at me. “Sometimes I think of you as Dad.” My heart rises in my throat. That’s the only term of endearment I need.”
Oh god, and then things got emotional. You know, as you’re reading, how this book is going to end. You know, yet you continue reading, and continue hoping that maybe things will be different. That it is not going to end like this. That of course the good guys have to win. Right? Warning people, don’t read this book in public. Unless, you hate animals and have no soul. Then read away. Otherwise, tuck yourself into your bed, finish this book, and go to sleep with your pets in your arms.
“A heart is judged not by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others. There”