I've never seen someone so confused by a horse.
On a train this slow, you have to do something to pass the time. They chose interpretive dance in space.
The cover art is giving me some weird ideas of what this book is about, and the title isn't helping either.
Nothing Freudian about this cover art. Not at all.
Careful with that! You almost stabbed the title.
I always thought having a dog on mars would be...more fun.