I hate giving a bad review but sometimes you just don't connect with a book. Others may have found it some hip existential symbolic presentation of the struggles of today's youth, but it felt rambling and disjointed to me. First problem: the book is not about dogs controlling their owners and the fight to free these people. It is barely about dogs at all. The ramblings have more to do with the making, serving, and consumption of beer. Second problem: the main character isn't homeless and I think it does a disservice to those actually fighting homelessness to say that he is. He has a job but whether it is mental illness or plain laziness, he sleeps on friends' couches. Seems like a great deal since he doesn't have to pay rent! But, he isn't homeless. There is not a single incident in the book where he is struggling to find a roof to sleep under. Am I making too much of this point? Probably. But the plain fact is, he isn't homeless. Third problem: There is no forward progress or resolution in the story line. And maybe that is the worst part for me. I want an actual story with a beginning, middle, and end. I can't in good conscious recommend this book to anyone and that makes me very sad because Mr. Gallon put a lot of work into it, but I just don't get it.