Damaris is a Colombian woman with a traumatic past behind her, who has found love, but when the couple tries to have a child together it soon becomes apparent that will not happen. To help her deal with that she adopts a dog, a bitch.
It’s a short novel, perhaps even a novella, but it’s quite dramatic. In fact, it’s a strong, brutal story. It’s brutal more on an emotional level, than in its depictions of violence, though it does show that as well, but it also has its tender moments too. In the end it’s a story that left me sad, and angry. It is only 127 pages long, but it feels bigger somehow. A story that moved me in many ways, and I’m sure it will stay with me for some time. I get the reasons of the character for what she does, but I can’t say I like the outcome.
I read that the author, Pilar Quintana has said this book is in a way a reaction to Hemingway’s The Old Man and the Sea. I didn’t notice any great similarities between the two while I was reading this one, but I get it in hind side. They are both short, and both are a man vs. nature stories. But I think that is where the similarities end.
This is much more about love, and how that emotion can twist and turn us. It’s about loss as well. It is about feeling the walls closing in around you. It may sound a little strange to say that about a story that takes place as much outside as inside, but part of it is that nature, the jungle is always pushing forwards, relentlessly.
Which is so unlike the image from the Disney’s Jungle Book that does appear here over and over. This is not a portrayal of a romantic relationship with nature, the wild animals don’t come to help those in need, no, the vultures are more likely to appear than some benign animal rescuer. I still can’t say I like the ending of this, and I wouldn’t recommend this book to dog lovers, but I do get the ending, or I think I do.