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She has met a new group of friends at a pet bereavement group, and is slowly finding peace in the world. It got a little too wacky as Mia grows increasingly erratic, which makes for an odd tone when everything that happens is very sad and painful. When a shocking event shatters the conventional life she's been so careful to build, Mia is faced with a choice. Sometimes she has a bit more than 'it all' - there's her husband's ex-wife who spends way too much time at their house and has way more opinions about everything Mia's doing wrong than could really be considered appropriate. OK so she loves her cat Pigeon more than her husband Tristan, is irritated by most of her colleagues, has no friends, and has to put up with her husband’s awful ex-wife Belinda for the sake of her stepson Oliver - but whose life is perfect?
Secondly – very early in the book it is ‘Mother’s Day’ – but Mia is going to work and her stepson to school – which clearly doesn’t happen on Mothering Sunday in the UK where the book is set. She's never actually fibbed about Pigeon, she's just let the rest of the group ASSUME that she's gone.
Some of the characters in this book were truly unlikeable and I absolutely despised them, such as Tristan (Mia's husband), Belinda (Tristan's ex wife) and Tristan and Belinda's circle of friends. It made me upset to read how a lot of the people in the pet bereavement group had came across people who just did not understand what it means to lose a pet.
I didn’t like Mia at all: an example of how she thinks: “She is reading a copy of Cosmo, which makes me assume she has an STD.
I would also say the overwhelming feeling for me wasn’t ‘fresh, funny’ but actually probably ‘unusual, sad’. Its about time we had a heroine who isn't obsessed with babies (or dogs) but cares about her career and her cat. Nothing much happens in the first half, there’s a bit of awkward social commentary, and Mia reinforces every stereotype about people who love cats. This is another of those books about quirky oddballs finding their place in the world that have been super popular in womens’ fiction in recent years. I am a cat lady, I’ve experienced the joy and grief of owning a pet, and l love this authors very unique writing style.
I didn't get the humour or wit and I haven't read any of Dawn O'Porter's other works to compare them to. Die Helden bleiben unsympatisch und vage, die Story vorhersehbar, auch wenn sie nach der Hälfte endlich besser wird und doch noch knapp 3 Sterne hergibt. Then something happens and she makes the decision to finally live life for herself and of course - her cat Pigeon.She's very funny on her Instagram as well but I've read a few of her novels now and her humour just doesn't translate to her novels and I'm not sure why?