It was the year that changed my life. One day, there I was, a happy pup with a handsome house out in the backyard, a pack of trusted friends, and more toys than I could possibly put in my mouth at the same time.
Then I began to lose interest in eating -- even expensive moist food. The magic vanished from simple activities that once brought me joy, like knocking over the kitchen trash can. My tail stopped wagging for the cute cocker spaniel next door.
I was in the grip of a powerful depression.
That's when my vet suggested Prozac -- and now, poring over my diary from that turbulent year, it's hard to believe everything that happened as I struggled to get in touch with my Inner Puppy. But in the end, a little pill wrapped in bologna taught me truths about happiness we can all how to pick yourself up when you feel down in the snout; how to love the sound of your own bark.
What would a dog diary look like? Exactly like "Barking at Prozac". This quick to read diary of Buck the Beagle who thinks he suffers from depression is a fun little book. The book is written from a dog's perspective as told to his owner, The Chief, Tom McNichol. When Buck starts feeling less than himself he documents what life on Prozac is like for him and in a surprise twist reveals the real root of his problems. The author concludes the book with some pretty insightful thoughts about depression and while this book is probably not going to be at the top of many best sellers lists it was a fun read.