I literally started reading this book because the title was 'Hounded.' That is how easy I am for dogs.

And the book does have a wolfhound, but he was not particularly doggy. I mean, when our hero buries the Super Secret Sword in his herb bed, the dog does not immediately dig it up and bring it to him. That would have been the dog thing to do.

And Our Hero. UGH.

Okay, part of this is not this book's fault. But.

Basically, if you failed out of Dresden Files because you got so annoyed with Harry Dresden's continual failure to realize he is not the center of the universe, this book is Harry Dresden's asshole entitlement turned up to eleven. And it includes a scene early on where he's really smug about not being attracted to a witch, because she's probably secretly old. And Our Hero is, like, a thousand years old.

Sooooo yeah. I didn't make it through more than a couple chapters.