No one, but no one, knows how to have fun like a dog does. Every month of the year, in rain, sun, wind, or cold, dog days are full of joy and adventure. In this cheerful book of poems, a fuzzy yellow canine narrator bounds through the pages, sharing the delights and perils that a typical dog might encounter from January to December:
"How sweet to be a dog in May,
And garden every single day.
I dig up dirt, I dig up stones,
And plant a row of lovely bones."
Wacky wordsmith Jack Prelutsky's simple, childlike rhymes are perfectly paired with Dyanna Wolcott's lively, wild perspectives on dogs, people, umbrellas, and buses--all exuding a happy naiveté. Sharp-eyed readers will enjoy picking out the subtle touches in the illustrations--the dog among sheep, the runaway baby buggy with three dalmatians inside, and the Halloween witch hats lurking in the bushes. An irresistible treat for readers any time of the year. (Click to see a sample spread.) (Ages 3 to 7) --Emilie Coulter