There is always a boy and a dog (….and a psychopath) After all, you’re inside the mind of Dean Koontz , and its the loneliest night in the world, and you’ve just seen the saddest thing on earth, and there are monsters in the backyard, and you are one door away from inspirational fiction, but you’re a boy with a dog and there is no more efficient, happy,
heroic unit in Koontz than a boy and a dog (in a superman costume?) unless its a boy and a surfboard, but surfboards don’t bark. Sit. Wait for a chewable ending. Good boy.
“Her statement both reassures
and strangely disconcerts the boy…. so he makes another effort at complement:
“You really are so beautiful Miss Dunella, so stupendous, awesome, you
can live by your own rules….like a rhino.”