He lives deep in the northern forest with his pet rabbit, Eric, who is one of the more droll creatures-all deadpan, pop-eyed diminutiveness-to inhabit recent picture books. He is a retiring soul-as, evidently, are most Bigfeet. Larf is one of those large, hairy, bipedal, apelike cryptids commonly known to humanoids as Sasquatch or Bigfoot.
Why are its eyeballs not moving? Is that a zipper down its belly?”) and drolly detailed illustrations (such as the beret and fake beard that constitute Larf’s “disguise”) will entertain children, older siblings, and adults alike. Humor has always been a strong suit for Spires, and her drily funny storytelling (“Suddenly, Larf spots the other sasquatch! But something doesn’t seem quite right.
Things don’t go as planned, but Larf still ends up with a chance at a furry friendship. And his witty commentary on cheesy movies would no longer go to waste”). But when he reads that a sasquatch will be appearing in nearby Hunderfitz, he realizes that his life could change for the better with a friend (“He could share hair grooming tips. Larf fits right in with that crew, a gentle worrywart of a sasquatch who loves his peaceful, out-of-the-way life in the woods. MaSpires’s characters tend to have uneasy relationships with both themselves and their environments-from Binky the Space Cat, an adventuring feline who doesn’t leave his house, to Small Saul, a gentle pirate among ruffians.
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