![]() ![]() And what it is is bound to stir up the emotions of a book that can be really funny, and quite gallingly sincere. It too goes along with the metaphor, even when we know what it exactly is. Except the said 'octopus' is quite happy to be called, and to behave like, an octopus. Now, while you might sit through this book debating how literally Lily does do that speaking, and I think it's up for debate for a long time, you only turn a couple of pages to work out that it's not literally an octopus. Oh, and yes, Lily has an octopus on her head. Oh, and yes, Lily talks to Ted, either in FULLY! CAPITALISED! EVER! EXCLAMATORY! BARKS! or in regular speech. He tries to write, but Friday night is board games, Saturday night is movie night, and Sunday night is pizza night. Ted's sister's unusual marriage was almost marred by Lily being under the surgeon's knife, at great expense – but on the whole they have life sorted. ![]() They've been together through thick and thin, ever since the little pup – the runt, no less – seemed to pick Ted out. ![]() While the fall-out of relationships with men sends him to therapy, he can rely on Lily, the Dachshund. A middle-aged, gay Los Angelino, he has the one love of his life. ![]()
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