Dog Books

Roll over, Spot. These books have mean dogs, sad dogs, monster dogs, and dogs-who-are-really-stars-trapped-inside-a-dog’s-body.

The sentence was carried out at once. When he came to himself, Sirius was no longer capable of protesting. He could not see clearly, or speak. Nor did he think much, either. He was very weak and very, very hungry.

Sirius, the Dogstar is being punished for a crime he didn’t commit. His sentence: to crawl around on Earth as a weak and helpless puppy.

The dogs do not ever really sleep. Sometimes they close their eyes, often for long periods at a time, but always there remain one or two watchful in the dark, and while these are so the pack can be considered to be awake.

A farm scorched white by the sun, a family ruled by a brutal father, secrets, and a curious outsider. Sleeping Dogs is a book that bites with a fierce intensity. You won't forget it and you won't regret it.

I know what you’re thinking. How could a tiny flea like me get a big mongrel like Strongdog into fights?
Simple. I controlled his brain.

There is a whole world that we don’t know about. It looks like a normal suburb, but when all the humans leave for work and school, the dogs rule. This is Dogland, and there is trouble brewing.

My name is Christopher John Francis Boone. I know all the countries of the world and their capital cities and every prime number up to 7,507.

Christopher doesn’t like being touched, or people who tell jokes, or the colour yellow. When he finds a dead dog in his neighbour's backyard, he resolves to find the murderer, but he ends up discovering much, much more.

A little man inside my head is screaming ‘run, it’s a trick, run for your life’, but if this is a trick the I deserve to get bitten because this dog is not only a genius, he’s a damn good actor as well.

Posties, poetry, comics, commas, crazy Scottish women and big mean dogs. Much funny.

I don’t want to
because boys
don’t write poetry.
Girls do.

For everyone who thought they didn’t like poetry. Funny, sad, perfect.

I was going to a girl’s place. It was a girl I had met last year at the dog track.
She liked.
She liked.
Not me.
She liked Rube.

Cameron Wolfe is sick of being the underdog.

We enjoyed playing along – which was not exactly the same thing as believing. There was no plausible explanation for the monster dogs, but we were certain there eventually would be.

It is New York in 2008. A helicopter lands, discharging the monster dogs. These strange, dog-like humanoids are descended from a race of biomechanically and genetically engineered dogs created by a mad scientist in the 19th century. A tragic and poignant story that reads as a modern-day Frankenstein.

I’m a dog, I’m a dog, I’m a dog. I had nowhere to go! Hide, hide, I thought, and set off again, no idea in my head about who I was or what I was and where I belonged or where to go, except to run and run until my pads bled and my dry tongue beat the ground.

When Sandra Francy insults a tramp and gets turned into a dog, she is horrified at first. But then she discovers a whole side of life she never knew existed, and begins to wonder, is being human worth all the effort?

A baby is abandoned on a mountain, and is raised by a wild dog. As Boy grows up, he struggles to learn about people, and about himself. Is he a dog? A human? A great shaman?

^ Books marked with a ^ contain content suitable for older readers