This looks like a fun little story, but I decided that I’d rather not own it. Here’s why: At the beginning of this book, an orphanage worker tells a story to the twenty little orphan girls in her care. The story is about a sweet little poodle who had braids and blue bows in her hair…who choked on a bone for five minutes and died.
Now, we live in the country, and I don’t shield my kids from the reality of animal death. When the cat kills a rabbit, or a baby bird falls out its nest on our porch, we just talk about it matter-of-factly, and my kids handle it pretty well. But I’m not a big fan of animal death in kids fiction, especially if it’s a beloved pet. My 12 year old adores dogs, and I know from experience that if she reads about dogs suffering or dying, she’ll cry for an hour and then be depressed for a whole day. So, this book is not for us. It may be just fine for other families, though, if the kids aren’t as sensitive to that topic.