Though the title is a tad misleading, this is a story of a loving, down-on-their-luck family with an extraordinary dog. Set in a small mining town in the 1950s, the story is told in alternating chapters between the dog’s perspective and the 11-year-old Don’s point of view. As Christmas approaches, it’s clear that the townsfolk are worried because half the mine is closed. Frank, the hound, can smell everything from raccoons to emotions, and he can detect the strong scent of worry from his family. Don and his parents are trying to determine what Susan (six years old) wants for Christmas, but she refuses to reveal her secret wish. While the family busies itself making Christmas special, Frank, pitching in, tries to acquire what Don wants most. Good luck befalls the family when a stranger offers Dad, who has a talent for predicting the weather, a job that will keep him above ground and Christmas morning reveals a mysterious, tiny gift. This is a homespun tale with a hint of Christianity that extols the essence of Christmas, loyalty and familial love, dog included. (Fiction. 8-12)
