A joyful and hilarious tale of some very spirited septuagenarians as they overcome innumerable obstacles to save their beloved mutt from a heartless exterminator in a land where bureaucracy reigns above all else. Picaresque at its very best.
Perhaps you're not a member of the Azov House of Culture Elderly Club. Perhaps you missed the talk on the Cabbage Root Fly last week. Galina Petrovna hasn't missed one since she joined the club, when she officially became old. But she would much rather be at home with her three-legged dog, Boroda.
Boroda isn't hers exactly. They belong to each other, really, and that's why she doesn't wear a collar. And that's how Mitya the Exterminator got her. And that's why Vasily Semyonovich was arrested. And Galina had to call on Zoya, who had to call on Grigory Mikhailovich. And go to Moscow.
Filled to the brim with pickle, misadventure, and tears, Galina Petrovna's Three-Legged Dog Story will leave you smiling every minute.
I devour books and find it near impossible not to finish a book, but this one came close. I am sure that it's an authentic representation of Russia at the time (1990s?) - somewhat grey and depressing - and although I didn't hate it, it wasn't the sort of book I'd pick up again.
On the plus side, the story was beautifully written and well-observed, perhaps useful for someone interested in Russia from a fictional perspective.
On the down side, I found it slow, not funny in the least, with largely unsympathetic characters.
Judging by all the positive reviews, perhaps it's just me, but I did find myself having to force myself to continue.