LOS ANGELES — You’re not sure it’s going to happen for you, but it does: You find the mate of your dreams. He has an enviable address, and you both have great jobs.
So can a galoopy mutt named Eddie — granted, one whose antics prompted the post office to put the house on a “do not deliver” list — really rain on your parade?
You bet. Full-on cyclone downpour, in fact.
In “Stepdog,” Mireya Navarro offers a funny and honest — that is, not always flattering — tale of her journey to figure out where she fits in among husband, stepchildren and Eddie, the member of the family that seems to have the biggest personality. And often not a personality Navarro appreciates, with dog hair, pee on carpets, scratches on doors and more.
She underestimated Eddie’s place in the household: “It became apparent that a good chunk of my life would be squandered proving who was more alpha,” she writes.