Moved by Reading

I have never ever wept while reading a book. No novel, memoir or story ever moved me to tears, be it joy or sadness. However, one book finally did. Recently, I have been reading the book, Marley and Me, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. It choronicled the life of a Labrador from a puppy till its final days. It related of how its owners had to grapple with it and lived with it. The things that Marley did really makes one laugh and pull their hair out at the same time. When the time came for Marley to go to the Great Meadow, I had grown so fond of him that I wept. Just a tear or two but wept I did. I guess I am just a sentimental old-fart.