I could not sustain interest in this book and the main reason is that the book seems to be a stream of consciousness rather than a tightly crafted story. When the book begins, Abby is living with her Goom and Choom, which is Ojibwe for grandmother and grandfather. When her Choom suffers a heart attack, Abby has to go and live on a native reserve with her mother. The big excitement in the story is that a group of natives on the reserve have plans to create a tourist attraction called The Real Anishinawbe experience. Abby wants to find a way to be a part of this. I had to stop reading because it was just so uninteresting. Although I'm interested in native stories, and I love dogs, and I enjoyed Gary Paulsen's sledding story, Winterdance, on running the Iditarod, I did not enjoy this story at all and count it among the few books I've ever read that I could not finish.