Rachel Yoder wrote an unusual story, close to thriller and magical realism, about a woman who experiences maternal depression and throws it out in the most unexpected way. If Franz Kafka were a woman and lived in our time, he would have created something similar. Rachel Yoder skillfully works with irony, drama and satire and knows very well where dark humor is appropriate and where bare emotions are appropriate. This book can be viewed in different ways, but applause for its imagination and courage. When she called herself a night bitch, it was harmless self-irony - because she was such a woman, with a sense of humor, who knew how to laugh at herself. But soon after that she found a strip of coarse black hair at the base of her neck and asked herself - what the hell? It looks like I’m turning into a dog, she told her husband a week later, when he returned home from another business trip. He laughed, she didn’t. “She didn’t want to think, just act. Just survive. She growled and blindly rushed into the crowd of bodies surrounding her, searching for flesh with her teeth. She was all fur, blood and bones. She was all instincts and anger." "A story filled with anger, loneliness and deliberate vulgarity. Savoring the deconstruction of the social script that is imposed on women and mothers.” – Publishers Weekly