Presently I am skimming Dogs that know when their owners are coming home. It is more scientific research on the phenomenon of how some pets (not limited to dogs.) know when their owners are coming home. I expected More Stories and not so much Research Mumbo Jumbo. The stories are too brief and not enough.
I used to gobble up animal fiction when I was a kid, but I’m temporarily blanking on most of the titles. The abandoned young animal adopted, raised and then regrettfully released back into the wild, was a favorite genre and there were numerous examples. I assume you’ve read the famous raccoon stories, like Rascal and Frosty, A Raccoon to Remember? Probably finished that phase in my early teens, hence my balky memory now.
If you love dog stories you must read Farley Mowat’s The Dog Who Wouldn’t Be. It’s a memoir about a budding naturalist and his growing up with an eccentric dog. Whether Mowat is correct to think that the dog was mentally scarred by being carried with a basket of ducks (and much put upon thereby) or not doesn’t matter. It’s grand fun, and I recommend it highly to anyone who loves dogs.
ETA: For generally good dog stories, you should also look into the works of Jim Kjelgaard. He’s most famous for his Irish Setter trilogy, starting with Big Red, but he did a number of other books as well. Generally considered children’s books, but they worked for me.
I’d also suggest Jack London’s White Fang a sort of companion book to The Call of the Wild, where the wild canine becomes tamed.
I was just coming in to mention him, his name having just popped into my head, reminding me of this thread. He’s to Irish Setters what Terhune was to collies and probably both must bear some retroactive burden for the popularity and puppymilling of those two breeds. I liked Big Red and Irish Red. I thought Outlaw Red kinda sucked.
Though, part of the problem for the Irish Setter, ISTR, is that the breed clubs actually decided to stop caring about field testings for the dogs. So the champions only had to be pretty. Which meant even so-called reputable breeders were going to town with close breeding for looks only. And for a while had created a dog that would lose a common sense contest with a turkey.
My cousins had an Irish Setter named “Kelly” acquired from a pet store back in late 1970’s. Sweet ( but hated other dogs as she got older ), but dumb as a rock :D. And she developed hip dysplasia fairly young, as I recall. Thankfully they were wise enough not to breed her.