by Dodie Smith
I had been a fan of Dodie Smith’s novel for (sort-of) adults, I CAPTURE THE CASTLE. And in grade school I remember reading THE STARLIGHT BARKING, the sequel to the famous 101 DALMATIANS. I also loved the movie when I was a kid; I must have been 10, since I see in Wikipedia that 1979 was the year of one of the theater re-issues. I remember going through a bit of a ‘dog phase’ afterwards.
But I don’t believe I had ever read this, the original first book, till now. I was able to call out most of the changes that the movie made – such as getting rid of an entire dog (they upped the number of puppies to make 101). In the book the dog couple are named Pongo and Missis; and since Missis can’t nurse 15 puppies, another dog, Perdita, is brought in to take on seven of them. The whole wet-nursing thing was probably deemed too graphic for Disney. They named the couple Pongo and Perdita, with no third dog brought in, and didn’t go into how an animal with eight nipples could nurse 15 puppies. Which is all well enough! Anyway…
This book was written in 1956, by a woman, and I was startled by the sexism – yes, sexism, in Dogdom! Missis is kind of an airhead who literally can’t tell her left paw from her right. Pongo is the leader, who figures out everything and has all the great ideas. I was raised on 1970s Girl Power. Girls were always the clever ones in fiction by the time I came along. Once the censors get a hold of this one, it’s going to be Missis who is figuring everything out. Oh – also it’s the GIRL puppies who are too weak to make the journey without riding in a cart. Not the later-born or weaker puppies – the girls. Craziness.
Back to the clever Pongo. Male chauvinism aside, he’s a clever pooch, all right! When his 15 kids go missing, he knows what’s going down. “All through the long December night, he put two and two together and made four. Once or twice he almost made five.” For although he had little Latin beyond “Cave canem,” “he had, as a young dog, devoured Shakespeare (in a tasty leather binding).”
I was honestly riveted by the climax, as our hundred dalmatians (only 100 at this point – there’s a surprise twist at the end) are racing down a road with Cruella di Vil bearing down on them, with wire netting on either side of the road making escape impossible! Drat those humans and their fences!
All turns out well.
Tytania 