{"product_id":"your-robot-dog-will-die-isbn-9781616958527","title":"Your Robot Dog Will Die","description":"\u003cb\u003eFusing the heart of \u003ci\u003eJulie of the Wolves\u003c\/i\u003e with the imagination of \u003ci\u003eLittle Brother\u003c\/i\u003e and\u003ci\u003e Ship Breaker\u003c\/i\u003e, this speculative YA is a must-read for any dog lover.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhen  a global genetic experiment goes awry and canines stop wagging their  tails, mass hysteria ensues and the species is systematically  euthanized. But soon, Mechanical Tail comes to the rescue. The company  creates replacements for “man’s best friend” and studies them on Dog  Island, where 17-year-old Nano Miller was born and raised. Nano’s life  has become a cycle of annual heartbreak. Every spring, she is given the  latest robot dog model to test, only to have it torn from her arms a  year later. But one day she makes a discovery that upends everything  she’s taken for granted: a living puppy that miraculously wags its tail.  And there is no way she’s letting this dog go.\u003cb\u003eA Children's Book Council 'Hot Off the Press' Pick for April\u003cbr\u003e YALSA's 2019 Quick Picks for Reluctant Readers\u003cbr\u003e Winner of Creative Loafing's 'Best of the Bay' Award for Best Local Author\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cu\u003ePraise for \u003ci\u003eYour Robot Dog Will Die\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/u\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Only a true dog lover could have written this marvelous book. By setting the story in a dystopian world where real dogs are no more, its artful storytelling makes the best possible case for treating dogs well, as that is what they so richly deserve for giving us unconditional love like no other creature on this earth. This book will make you smile and give your real-life canine extra hugs, and really, what could be better than that?”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—W. Bruce Cameron, #1 \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author of \u003ci\u003eA Dog’s Purpose\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “This novel is a perfect choice for animal lovers, adventure lovers, and those who enjoy books with unique plots. Anyone who rescues animals? It’s a must-read!”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Pamela Kramer, Huffington Post contributor and animal advocate\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “\u003ci\u003eRobot Dog\u003c\/i\u003e weds sci-fi adventure to a heart-tugging human\/canine love story, and the result is an unforgettable read. I adored this book and couldn’t put it down!”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Gwen Cooper, \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author of \u003ci\u003eHomer's Odyssey\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eMy Life in a Cat House\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “This book is weird, and I mean that in the most complimentary way possible.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Eric Smith, Paste Magazine\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Our most anticipated indie YA.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Barnes \u0026amp; Noble Teen Blog\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “A wild little tale that dances on the edge of your heartstrings . . . This book had me overcome with feelings of hope, anguish, fear, and inspiration. Arin's distinct ability to capture the world that we are careening toward if we are not careful left me feverishly turning pages in hopes that there is a way to save us all from such a bleak future, a world without our best furry friends. I could not put this book down!”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Deidre Franklin, founder of Pinups for Pit Bulls and author of \u003ci\u003eThe Pit Bull Life: A Dog Lover's Companion\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Satisfying and wistful, with an ending that will thrill every animal rescuer out there. Impossible to put down.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Debby McMullen, author of \u003ci\u003eHow Many Dogs: Using Positive Reinforcement to Manage a Multiple Dog Household\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “\u003ci\u003eYour Robot Dog Will Die\u003c\/i\u003e is a fascinating and well-written novel that will make both lovers of dystopian fiction and animals want to wag their tail.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Annie England Noblin, author of \u003ci\u003eSit! Stay! Speak!\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003ePupcakes\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Arin Greenwood tackles animal welfare challenges like no one has before. Do we save animals? Do we challenge the way things are and have always been? According to Greenwood, the answer is yes. And I could not agree more.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Shannon Glenn, Executive Director of My Pit Bull is Family\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “One of the most thought-provoking books I have read this year . . . [an] engrossing tale that, while exploring brutal actions, ends in a way guaranteed to warm hearts.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—Best Friends Magazine\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“There is no putting down this fun, quirky read.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—The New Barker\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “An unusual, quirky book with unexpected twists and turns.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—Pet Connection Magazine\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “A very unique approach . . . suspenseful and exciting!”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Seattle Book Review\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Skirts the line between science fiction and speculative fiction . . . a unique story well-suited to reluctant readers.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—YALSA's 2019 Quick Picks for Reluctant Readers\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “A really fun book about hope and discovery.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Book Riot, \"Hey YA\" Podcast\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “It's an intense read, sure to leave an impression, and readers will likely have difficulty getting Dog Island out of their heads.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Shelf Awareness\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Compelling, [and] also zany . . . It’s smart, fun, and while it will make you consider how we can better treat our furry best friends, it won’t bring on flashbacks of that time in second grade when you read\u003ci\u003e Where the Red Fern Grows\u003c\/i\u003e and sobbed into your animal crackers on the swing set.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—LitReactor\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “This book definitely creates an interesting philosophical conundrum. Readers will enjoy Greenwood tackling ethical dilemmas around life, suffering and what it means to take care of the world around us.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—RT Book Reviews\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Tacitly challenges our notions of kindness and our world view of bioethics . . . 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Plus, if you're conversant with the world of animal welfare, it's hard not to see \u003ci\u003eYour Robot Dog Will Die\u003c\/i\u003e as a gripping allegory.” \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Duncan Strauss, host of \"Talking Animals\"\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “It is a great read, and [Arin Greenwood] is a brilliant writer.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Raise the Woof Podcast\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Funny, fresh, and self-assured, \u003ci\u003eYour Robot Dog Will Die\u003c\/i\u003e is a charming, gripping speculative look at the darker side of animal activism. Read this book! Your human brain will thank you.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Micol Ostow, bestselling author of \u003ci\u003eMean Girls\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “The novel explores the gap between human intention and impact . . . A provocative reflection on humanity's increasingly damaging effects on the natural world.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—Kirkus Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “A thought-provoking story line . . . Quirky details and imaginative tech characterize the simultaneously futuristic and off-the-grid environment of Dog Island.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—Booklist\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e “\u003ci\u003eYour Robot Dog Will Die\u003c\/i\u003e is best read with a warm puppy in your lap. Don't have one? This book will make you want to head to your nearest shelter and pick up a furry companion. Everyone who loves a rescue animal should read this smart YA novel.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Erin Ruberry, editor of the \"In Better News\" newsletter\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “A fun and engaging romp through a slightly upended future . . . deals with some of our most pressing animal-ethics issues with lovable dogs (real and not real).”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Susan Houser, Out the Front Door blog\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“It’s a perfect beach read . . . It poses a humongous question: What is suffering? But author Arin Greenwood delivers her response in a funny, thought-provoking, and quick-moving novel.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Oh My Dog! blog\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “This story was definitely different than any others that I’ve read previously.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Chapter 2 Books (Hudson, WI)\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cu\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePraise for Arin Greenwood\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/u\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Savvy, fun and fast-paced, full of twists and turns that you won’t see coming.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Jodi Lynn Anderson, \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author of \u003ci\u003ePeaches\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eMay Bird\u003c\/i\u003e, and \u003ci\u003eTiger Lily\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Polished writing, crackling dialog, and irresistible characters . . . Serves up surprises from start to finish.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Sophie Littlefield, nationally bestselling author of \u003ci\u003eGarden of Stones\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Thrilling, chilling, funny and true to life.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e—Gary Shteyngart,\u003ci\u003e New York Times \u003c\/i\u003ebestselling author of \u003ci\u003eSuper Sad True Love Story\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e“Full of dead ends, sharp turns and swerving mishaps this mystery novel is a nonstop, high-speed chase for the truth.”\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cbr\u003e —The New Orleans Advocate\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e“\u003c\/i\u003eReaders will be pulled by Zoey’s strong inner compass and martial-arts\u003cbr\u003e Prowess . . . Readers of detective, spy, and crime novels, as well as Ayn Rand fans, will find tidbits to enjoy as Zoey and family prevail against the odds.”\u003ci\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003e —Booklist\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e“\u003c\/i\u003eAn intricate tale of confusion and loss as Zoey attempts to peel away the mysteries surrounding her family and her unusual upbringing . . . This is good for ravenous fans of thrillers with a twist.”\u003ci\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003e —VOYA\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e“Part mystery-thriller, part coming-of-age tale, and part romance with a pinch of the paranormal.”\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cbr\u003e —School Library Journal\u003cbr\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Reminiscent of \u003ci\u003eA Wrinkle in Time\u003c\/i\u003e, Greenwood’s debut for teens twists and turns with mysterious men, real bullets and numerous candidates for worst parent ever . . . [Readers] with a philosophical bent may find references to Kant, Nietzsche and Ayn Rand entertaining.”\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cbr\u003e —Kirkus Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003eArin Greenwood is an animal writer, novelist, and former lawyer living in St. Petersburg, Florida, with her husband, Ray; their dog, Murray; and their cats, Elf, Jack, and Chappy. Arin was animal welfare editor for the Huffington Post. Her stories about dogs, cats, and other critters have appeared in The Dodo, \u003ci\u003eThe Washington Post\u003c\/i\u003e, Slate, Creative Loafing, the \u003ci\u003eToday Show\u003c\/i\u003e’s website, the \u003ci\u003eAmerican Bar Association Journal\u003c\/i\u003e, and other publications. Arin is also the author of \u003ci\u003eSave the Enemy\u003c\/i\u003e. Find out more at www.aringreenwood.com.I’ve never gotten used to the rep from Mechanical Tail showing up once a year to replace my robot dog with a new one.\u003cbr\u003e      As always, it’s a cheerful girl wearing a turquoise-blue Mechanical Tail polo.Her tag says “Rain.” Maybe it’s her name, or maybe it’s an order to the universe. Rain! No more drought!\u003cbr\u003e      She stoops down to my eye level—I’m on the floor, holding Derrick—and tells me in a chipper voice: “You’re going to love this year’s dog \u003ci\u003eso much.\u003c\/i\u003e”\u003cbr\u003e      I’m bawling, my arms around Derrick. He’s little and orange and white. I’ve spent the previous year walking him, playing with him, talking to him. Loving him. I think the other Dog Islanders have developed thicker skins, harder hearts. We all go through this once a year, every year. I know it’s coming, but it hurts so much every time.\u003cbr\u003e       “Is that really your name? \u003ci\u003eRain\u003c\/i\u003e?” I ask. I want to make her feel bad and to put off what is coming.\u003cbr\u003e      She nods. “Yes,” she says. “Hippie parents. Idealistic. They thought if they gave me the name, it might help end the drought.” She smiles. She has cute dimples. I really resent this fact.\u003cbr\u003e       “Yeah, that really worked,” I say, sarcastically. Though, actually, the drought has been easing up a little lately, thank Dog. But \u003ci\u003eRain \u003c\/i\u003emust be thirty or forty years old, so I can’t imagine her stupid name had anything to do with it.\u003cbr\u003e       “Where did you grow up?” I ask. Stall. Stall. Stall.\u003cbr\u003e       “California,” Rain tells me. “I went to engineering school. Then I got my dream job at Mechanical Tail. And now here we are.”\u003cbr\u003e       “This is your dream job?” I ask her. “Taking away my best friend? Killing him.”\u003cbr\u003e       “Oh my Dog. I put that so badly. I apologize, dear. But don’t you know how special you are? You’re so special. That’s why you are trusted with these different robot dogs instead of just being stuck with the ones the normal kids have to buy in the store,” Rain says to me. “You are blessed to have this special opportunity.”\u003cbr\u003e      Yes, of course, I do feel special—I know that we are very special, living here, with the world’s last real dogs, all six of them, as well as the world’s newest robot dog models. I’ve spent my whole life here. I know how lucky I am to be one of just a few dozen households with the privilege of being an integral and permanent part of this community. I’m one of just three kids. Three \u003ci\u003eremaining \u003c\/i\u003ekids.\u003cbr\u003e      Sure, lucky. Right now I feel devastated though. Every single time, this is how I feel. This is my fourth go-around. This is my fourth time being crushed. And that’s just counting my own \u003ci\u003epersonal \u003c\/i\u003erobot dogs. My family’s had, and lost, others as well. Like we had the one that wasn’t very fun or friendly but was supposed to be able to wash dishes with its tongue. (That function didn’t work very well; it was one of the last times Mechanical Tail went for a practical robot dog instead of one that served as a companion.)\u003cbr\u003e      Honestly, even losing that one was hard and I don’t even remember its name. But not like this. Not like Derrick. They really perfected the model this time in terms of making me love the hell out of a piece of machinery.\u003cbr\u003e        “Please let me keep him,” I cry, knowing it’s futile but having to say the words all the same. “I promise. I’ll take good care of him. I won’t tell anyone. You won’t miss him, you’re going to kill him anyway!” \u003cbr\u003e       “I can’t,” says Rain. It’s what the reps always say. “I’m sorry. You’re going to love your new dog. I swear. And you’re performing an important public service, Nano Miller. The world is a better place because of your sacrifice. A kinder place. You will never forget David.”\u003cbr\u003e       “Derrick!” I shout.\u003cbr\u003e       “Forgive me,” she says. “I practiced saying the right name all the way here. I wanted to make this easy for you, Nano. I’m so sorry. You’ll never forget \u003ci\u003eDerrick\u003c\/i\u003e. And we will never forget what you did, which helps us make sure no flesh-and-blood animal will ever suffer again. Thank you, Nano.”\u003cbr\u003e      I am crying so hard my head hurts. My tears and snot are getting Derrick’s fur wet. The fur doesn’t react well to dampness. It clumps in a distinctly unnatural sort of way.\u003cbr\u003e       “Come here, boy,” the rep says to Derrick.\u003cbr\u003e      He looks up at her with those trusting eyes (\u003ci\u003eprogrammed \u003c\/i\u003eto look trusting; I know this, I know this, I know this is true). He licks my cheek ever so delicately and walks to her.\u003cbr\u003e      She pats him on the head and says, “Good robot dog.”\u003cbr\u003e      Derrick wags his tail. It’s a little jerky, the wag. That part hasn’t been perfected yet. Still, I love it.\u003cbr\u003e       “Do you want to say goodbye?” the rep, Rain—\u003ci\u003eRain\u003c\/i\u003e, what a stupid name, what a stupid person—asks me and my mom. \u003cbr\u003e      Dad has decamped to the designated Parents’ Room, where he can shut the door and no one is even allowed to knock, except Mom, and then only if it’s an emergency. He and his robot bartender will be having some intense one-on-one time.\u003cbr\u003e      I think Dad imagines this space as his own private tiki bar. Mom and Dad used to go to a tiki bar in Rhode Island before they moved to Dog Island. It was called East Greenwich Eden. They sometimes still talk about it, wondering if their favorite bartender, Raymie, is there behind the bar slinging punch bowls after all these years.\u003cbr\u003e      Actually, the Parents’ Room has got a terrible couch that Mom won’t let Dad keep in any \u003ci\u003epublic \u003c\/i\u003epart of the house. The couch was left behind by another family that left back fifteen years ago or so. It has cup holders. Mom finds the cup holders “really visually offensive.” But the Parents’ Room is just for comfort and privacy. And a water-free rum punch, made by a bow-tie-wearing robot, from powder and chemical slurry.\u003cbr\u003e      Maybe Dad’s in the Parents’ Room now having a drink because he doesn’t much care that my robot dog is dying. Maybe after this many times he doesn’t care anymore. Or maybe he’s decamped to the Parents’ Room because it’s too hard for him to be here for this terrible ritual, again.\u003cbr\u003e      Mom stands over me. She has a look on her face that I can’t quite read. Somewhere between pain and pride, with a dash of distractedness.\u003cbr\u003e      I grab Derrick in my arms again and kiss the top of his head. I tell my robot dog I love him. I thank him for being my robot dog, this past year. For being such a good boy, even if he’s got no choice in the matter; it’s all programmed in. His programmers did a good job.\u003cbr\u003e       “Thank you,” I whisper in his little pointy ear. “Thank you. I love you. Thank you.”\u003cbr\u003e      The rep reaches under Derrick’s belly as I am holding him. She’s about to press the button that will make Derrick shut down.\u003cbr\u003e      I’ve been through this four times now. I know how it goes. His eyes will go dark. There will be quiet. You don’t even realize the robot dogs are making any kind of constant white noise, until the sound is gone.\u003cbr\u003e      And now it’s gone.\u003cbr\u003e      Mom rubs her eyes.\u003cbr\u003e       “Goodbye, friend,” I say one more time to what is now just a thing. Derrick is a shell now. Wet “fur” and no life.\u003cbr\u003e      The Mechanical Tail lady whistles. She smiles so big as the new dog walks into the room, eyes bright, tail up. The tail seems to have been given an upgrade. This new one’s face seems more engaged, more Organic. He’s got brown fur, brown eyes, and a big blocky head that makes him a little scary-looking. One ear is up, the other down, which is cute. His fur is obviously softer. Looks more like hair than nylon or whatever it is they used on my Derrick.\u003cbr\u003e       “This model is designed to bond strongly with one person. For owners who don’t like their robot dogs being too indiscriminately friendly,” says Rain. \u003ci\u003eRain\u003c\/i\u003e. My Dog, what a stupid name. “Plus, it has certain vocal abilities and a couple of new safety features. I hope you will enjoy it.”\u003cbr\u003e      The robot dog wags its tail slowly back and forth as it looks around the room, taking it all in: me, my mom, the sky blue walls, the old shabby wicker furniture. Mom prefers shabbiness with a touch of cool over comfort with cup holders.\u003cbr\u003e      The robot dog walks over to me and sits down. Raises one paw.\u003cbr\u003e       “It wants to shake your hand,” says the rep. “You’re the one it will bond with.”\u003cbr\u003e      I don’t take the paw. I resolve to stay hard this time. Not to let myself care for the machine. At least not so much that I can’t say goodbye without it hurting so much. \u003cbr\u003e      The dog looks at me with a quizzical expression. It then lies down and rolls over to show its belly, its tongue lolling out the side of its mouth. I don’t rub the belly.\u003cbr\u003e       “Let me show you,” Rain says, bending down and stroking the new robot dog’s stomach. It shakes its hind leg while she gives a scratch. Derrick didn’t have that feature. Rain smiles at me as if I’m supposed to be \u003ci\u003eamazed\u003c\/i\u003e. I am kind of amazed; I start to cry again. I miss Derrick and I’m already betraying him.\u003cbr\u003e       “I thought it was only going to bond with me,” I say.\u003cbr\u003e       “This isn’t bonding. It’s just a belly rub. It’s more for me than for him—it,” Rain says. “What are you going to name this guy?”\u003cbr\u003e      There is only one name that seems possible: Billy, for my brother. 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