First and foremost, I owe an ocean of gratitude to Aleah Violet Rosenberg and her amazing napping skills. Without them, this book would have never been written.
Thanks to Dave for all of the ideas, love, and support. And thanks for indulging my beach house dreams. One day, it will happen.
Thank you, Mom and Dad, for finally getting me a dog when I was in ninth grade, and for everything else, too.
David and Max, thanks for taking Yoffi out all those times when I was feeling lazy. You’re superhero brothers and two of my best friends.
Thanks to Bubbie and Zeyda for being dog lovers, for introducing me to my first dog love, Candy, and for being wonderful in every way.
To the Rosenberg family—Karen, Aaron, Elon, Justin, Ari, Ezra, Maayan, Libby, Bruce, Debbie, Marty, and Donna—thanks for all the encouragement and enthusiasm and for being “dog people.”
Many thanks to Arthur, the Franks, the Freels, the Hermans, the Rosensteins, and the Friedmans. I feel the love all the way from Indiana.
Oodles of thanks to the Sterns and the Lincers and all the dog stories you’ve shared.
Thanks to Tata, Beard, Sarah, Aaron, and Juju for sharing your magical Block Island house with me and for providing me with so much inspiration for this story.
Caroline, Jenny, and Siobhan, thanks for all the help, the writing retreats, and the laughter.
Hugs and kisses and so much appreciation for Rhonda, Melanie, Margaret Ann, and the whole BWL family.
Alyssa Eisner Henkin, I say this every time because it’s true: You’re the best agent in the world, and I owe you everything. You can come stay at my beach house anytime.
A whole sea of thanks goes to Howard, Steve, Susan, Jason, Chad, Maria, Jessie, Jen, Meagan, Nicole, Laura, Elisa, and everyone at Abrams and Amulet. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Maggie Lehrman, thanks for believing in this book and for being as excited about it as I am. You’ve made every page better than I could have imagined. There will be an Adirondack chair on the front porch waiting for you.