For some reason, I really thought that Shiloh was a sad story. I don't know why my childhood mind made up this idea, but for whatever reason that's how I remember it. Strange what time and memory really does, huh. It could be that I'm getting Shiloh and Shiloh Season confused - or maybe I just remember the graphic, bloody part better than the rest.
When I was younger...
I guess what I really enjoyed about Shiloh was the actual dog. I was animal obsessed to the 1000th degree and really thought that someday I would be a vet. (Then I realized that I can't physically cut into anything without become queasy).
I start to peel back the layers and realize there's much more substance to the story than I previously thought. The
main character, while he lied to his parents, learns an important life
lesson about keeping true to his word and being a generally good
person. He faces an enormous amount of hostility and adversity from
Judd, but with his perseverance and strength of character, he reaches his goal. It is one of those stories where you end up believing that anything is possible if you work hard enough. Which, isn't that what all kids should be taught?
Of course, being older and a little more cynical (or realistic), I realize that this isn't always the case. Sometimes, no matter how hard you work, you will still be pushed in a different direction. But I do believe that the different direction might sometimes be a better fit than where you once where. And I think that's what I take away from this novel - work hard and eventually get rewarded, though sometimes the reward can surprise you.