There Is No Dog

Author Meg Rosoff
What if God were a teenaged boy?

In the beginning, Bob created the heavens and the earth and the beasts of the field and the creatures of the sea, and twenty-five million other species (including lots of cute girls). But mostly he prefers eating junk food and leaving his dirty clothes in a heap at the side of his bed.

Every time he falls in love, Earth erupts in natural disasters, and it's usually Bob's beleaguered assistant, Mr. B., who is left cleaning up the mess. So humankind is going to be very sorry indeed that Bob ever ran into a beautiful, completely irresistible girl called Lucy . . .
"...earns its place among the sharpest-witted tours de force of recent memory." — Kirkus, starred review

"Wildly inventive and laugh-out-loud funny..." — Booklist, starred review

"...there's no denying that Rosoff's writing and sense of humor are a force of nature..." — Publishers Weekly, starred review

"Cheeky and subversive." — Horn Book, starred review

"Rosoff has a good time with her hunky, ne'r-do-well deity . . ." — The Washington Post

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What if God were a teenaged boy?

In the beginning, Bob created the heavens and the earth and the beasts of the field and the creatures of the sea, and twenty-five million other species (including lots of cute girls). But mostly he prefers eating junk food and leaving his dirty clothes in a heap at the side of his bed.

Every time he falls in love, Earth erupts in natural disasters, and it's usually Bob's beleaguered assistant, Mr. B., who is left cleaning up the mess. So humankind is going to be very sorry indeed that Bob ever ran into a beautiful, completely irresistible girl called Lucy . . .

Praise

"...earns its place among the sharpest-witted tours de force of recent memory." — Kirkus, starred review

"Wildly inventive and laugh-out-loud funny..." — Booklist, starred review

"...there's no denying that Rosoff's writing and sense of humor are a force of nature..." — Publishers Weekly, starred review

"Cheeky and subversive." — Horn Book, starred review

"Rosoff has a good time with her hunky, ne'r-do-well deity . . ." — The Washington Post