First, I would like to start off my first book review in a good, long while by saying I really like Hal Herzog. And by that, I don't mean I liked his book, per se. I mean, I really like him as a person. Like, I would be perfectly happy to sit down and have dinner with this guy, talking about his next book, his family, his cats, etc. I just think he seems like a really cool guy.
That being said, while I did enjoy his book, it certainly is not something I would read again. It's nothing against Hal. Not at all. As I said before, he seems like a really cool person. It's just that the topic of Anthrozoology (animal/human relations) are not really my top interest priority. My human/animal relations involve swatting bugs, chasing cats, and shouting over the fence for the neighbor's dog to stop barking at a leaf while I'm trying to read.
Honestly, this is a book I totally judged by it's cover. I mean, look at it: it's bright yellow and blue and has cute animal silhouettes. Who wouldn't want to read a book like that? And also, the title piqued my interest. I even found myself falling comfortably into the prose as soon as I started reading.
All in all, it was a good book. But, honestly, not a topic I really have a particular interest in, or one I plan on pursuing further. I guess it was what it was: something enjoyable to read, and nothing more. Seriously, though, I'm really tired right now, and I think Imma end this post at that. If you have questions, post them in the comments, and I can ramble on about them when I'm a bit less sleep-deprived.
[But seriously, if Hal Herzog wanted to grab lunch sometime, to talk about his kids, his wife, or his newest book, I would jump at the chance.]
I might have to read this. Would love to know why I like dogs so much and cats so little.
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