![]() ![]() Ted refuses to call the cancer a cancer, although he realizes the octopus intends to consume sweet Lily. (Rowley grew up in South Portland and has made a living as a screenwriter in Los Angeles.) Twelve-year-old Lily has a tumor on her head, although Ted, who is 42, or 294 in dog years, as he tells us on page 1 of this bludgeoningly sentimental novel, prefers to call it an “octopus.” He’s a pop culture maven from Maine who lives in Los Angeles and also manages to mention Ryan Gosling and Ryan Reynolds on that first page. Ted would be exactly the neurotic kind of owner who fusses over his dog and makes me take abrupt turns down other paths if encountered on a walk. ![]() Even I, a serious dog lover with a tendency to narrate my dog’s every puzzled look, got worried that I was entering the danger zone of cutsie dog stories. If you are a cat person the proceeding likely made you immediately cross “Lily and the Octopus” off your must-read list. ![]()
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