If it's true that humans and canines have been hanging out together for 14,000 years, then this book is looooong overdue. These dogs have been wearing our pajamas, our bunny ears, our glasses, and French cuffs, our wigs and our sweaters, our jeans and our muffs for fourteen doggone centuries now, and it's high time that we chronicle their impertinence, their clumsy attempts to assimilate, and even impersonate us, so that their treachery can be seen for what it is. I mean, for dog's sake, these things are even thinking our thoughts, now. They're shop-lifting. They're wife-swapping. They're reading Eudora Welty. They seem to know no bounds and it has got to stop!! We must be very clear about who is still the Boss on this planet, once and for all. Rosen, Pritchett, and Battles have done a great service for humanity because one look at this book will convince you that deep down, these dogs are just bad to the bone.