A Dog's Purpose (A Dog's Purpose, #1)

by W. Bruce Cameron

This was, I decided, my purpose as a dog, to comfort the boy whenever he needed me.

Ethan asked Hannah if she wanted to see the flip, and at the sound of the dreaded word I whipped my head around and stared at him in disbelief. I had assumed we had ended that chapter of our lives.

Dogs have important jobs, like barking when the doorbell rings, but cats have no function in a house whatsoever.

and I hoped he wouldn’t cry over my death. My purpose, my whole life, had been to love him and be with him, to make him happy. I didn’t want to cause him any unhappiness now—in that way, I decided it was probably better than he wasn’t here to see this, though I missed him so much at that moment the ache of it was as bad as the strange pains in my belly.

Maya laughed, her delight blowing out the sadness like a candle.

Because failure isn’t an option if success is just a matter of more effort.

now knew why these creatures, these human beings, had so fascinated me from the moment I saw them. It was because my fate was inextricably linked with theirs. Especially Ethan—that was the bond of a lifetime. Now

They alter their environment to suit themselves, and all dogs can do is accompany them and, if they’re lucky, go for car rides.