It’s one thing to read a pet memoir; it’s something else entirely to read a memoir written by the owner of the world’s largest dog. Even those who are not particularly fond of reading “dog books” will appreciate this unusual story. Dave Nasser chronicles the usual gamut dog-ownership stories–potty training, visiting the vet, creating mischief–but it’s the size of Giant George that adds so much to the narrative.
Because they weren’t allowed to have pets in their apartment when they first got George, Nasser would carry him down the stairs in his crate–which he would cover with a blanket–to let him outside to relieve himself. As George got bigger and bigger, he would just scoop him up the blanket, but it wasn’t long until George got so big he couldn’t be carried anymore. Problems like these made the otherwise run-of-the-mill narrative interesting.
When it comes to writing style and story content, however, the book fell short. Granted, Nasser is no writer–he’s a home renovator who happens to own the largest dog in the world. While you can’t really expect such a person to craft a thrilling and witty story, the writing does distract from an otherwise exceptional story. If you’re the type of person who will grind your teeth every time you come across a timeworn cliche, I’d steer clear of Nasser’s book.
But for anyone else, this memoir is undoubtably worth the read. Regardless of writing style, it’s George himself who gives this book it’s four-star rating. His quiet charm will undoubtably win you over–just like it charmed Opera Winfrey and the Guinness World Record officials. Not that George won his prestige on star quality alone–nearly four feet tall at the shoulder and weighing in at over 250 pounds, George truly is a giant.
Though it’s only decently written, Giant George is a must-read for anyone who appreciates heart-warming dog stories or is particularly interested in record-holding Great Danes.
Just a warning–you will be madly in love with this big guy by the end.
And, because 1. You can’t hear about Giant George without seeing how massive he truly is, and 2. I’m a big softie, here are a few pictures of the (former) record-holder himself…