Eisha and Julie discuss Edward Tulane over at Seven Impossible Things Before Breakfast. (MotherReader and Fuse #8, this post is for you.)
I guess this is a good place to say that, despite the beauty of Di Camillo's prose, I could not finish Tulane, as short as it was. I totally lost interest when the old man by the sea rescued Edward and cleaned him up and fell, inexplicably, in love with the rabbit. Why would he? And, even if he did, why would the daughter object so much? Weird.