If we thought we could get away with it, this would be called ' Tails of the City'-It's a witty, warm, wonderfully eccentric novel which like Maupin's throws an irresistible concoction of San Francisco characters & life together, this time in a park & with their dogs. Inevitably the owners grow like their dogs, if they aren't already; they (that's the owners) pour out their souls to strangers in the park; they fall in love, requited & unrequited; they write poetry; they grow old, they worry, have affairs, learn French, cooking, horticulture
- life, with its ups & downs like the San Francisco streets, goes on- for Tobin, the ex-hippie poet gardener, who holds it all together; & for skinny Hillary Birdwood with her thick specs & wild silver retriever Tess; for the saturnine & sexy psychiatrist & his unlikely corgi; for Jake & his Aghan trio; for Anna Leone & Dr Hawthorne with Posy the bichon fries & Romeo the rottweiler; & Nigel, Chantal & Roger the standard poodle, & a whole host of others & their pooches
- all set against the irresistible backdrop of one of the most enticing & evocative cities in the world.