Old Yeller

Growing up in the 1980s, I probably watched this movie between five and ten times. Not only at my grandma's, she had cable, but it was a movie subs showed at school, or teacher showed before holidays. A reader, I duly read it around that time, between, say, 7 and 10, so 1987-1990. I just reread it (December 2020) and found it just as interesting a story as I remember and as I remember the movie.

(Having grown up on the movie, I couldn't help but visualize the characters with the general faces of the Disney actors. In my mind's eye, though, as a historian of Texas, I corrected the landscape to the Texas Hill Country. Side note, the cover of the old permabound, school edition I bought, probably printed in the mid-1960s, is wholly show more laughable. The dog looks more like the Disney version, but in the book he's missing most of his ear and most of his tail. Though the book is set in 1865 or 1866, on the cover the boy is wearing blue jeans, terribly anachronistic. And the landscape looks like the rolling hills of Indiana more than the Hill Country of frontier Texas.)

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I remember the frontier/pioneer knowledge in the book, the hunting, etc. All good Texas stuff my ancestors probably had to do. I remember the story. Though I remember the movie's ending to Old Yeller's life, shut up in corncrib, waiting, weeks of waiting, then crying, deciding, crying, gunshot. In the book the decision is made immediately after the attack by the rabid wolf: "I reloaded my gun and called Old Yeller back from the house. I stuck the muzzle of the gun against his head and pulled the trigger." Bam. Done.

Different, but still the lesson: when being a man (or adult, if you prefer) sometimes the right decision requires some painful feelings and painful decision-making.

A good book and justifiably a classic. show less

Old Yeller is a timeless work of historical fiction aimed at younger audiences, yet its emotional depth and unforgettable characters resonate with readers of all ages. Set in the rugged Texas Hill Country during the 1860s, the novel tells the story of fourteen-year-old Travis Coates, who must take on adult responsibilities when his father leaves on a cattle drive. Left to care for his mother and younger brother, Travis’s world changes forever when a stray yellow dog wanders onto their farm.
At first, Old Yeller is nothing more than a nuisance—stealing meat and causing trouble—but he quickly proves his worth in the harsh frontier wilderness. Through a series of trials, dangers, and sacrifices, the bond between Travis and Old Yeller show more grows into something profound. The dog becomes a symbol of loyalty, protection, and love, helping Travis navigate the challenges of growing up.
Fred Gipson’s storytelling captures both the harshness and the beauty of life on the frontier. The themes of duty, courage, and loss are delivered with sincerity and strength. The ending, though heartbreaking, is powerful and emotionally honest, making Old Yeller not just a coming-of-age story, but a lesson in the realities of life and love.
I loved this book, even though it definitely made me cry. It's the kind of story that stays with you long after you've turned the last page—a classic that continues to move readers, generation after generation. show less

Gipson’s simply told tale of a boy and his dog living in the Texas Hill Country of 1860 is a genuine classic of children’s literature. Travis Coates is only 14 years old, but while his father is off for months on a cattle drive, he is the “man of the house,” left on the homestead with his mother and younger brother, 5-year-old Arliss. A stray yellow mutt of a dog, with one ear virtually chewed off, and only a stump of a tail, shows up one day. He’s a no good, thieving rascal – taking their meat and stealing eggs when he can – but he proves himself to be a key defender of the family when he faces a bear that is targeting Arliss. Just as Old Yeller worms his way into the family’s hearts, this book will burrow into the show more reader’s heart. I am not a “dog person,” but I really connected with this book. I think this in part due to the fact that I grew in the Texas Hill Country, so the scenery was alive in my imagination. But more importantly, I connected to the way Gipson portrayed the characters’ emotions – fear, love, irritation, loyalty, happiness, sorrow. This little book packs a big wallop show less

The first time I read Fred Gipson’s Old Yeller, I was already thirteen or fourteen years old and “officially” too old for the book since it was aimed at 9-to-12-year-old children when it was published in 1956. That would be about right, too, since the book is only 117 pages long, and would be called a “chapter book” today. I do hope that copies of Old Yeller can still be found in elementary and middle school libraries because it tells the kind of story that kids are likely to remember for the rest of their lives - just the way I remembered it so well that this re-read held few surprises for me despite my fifty-eight year gap between readings. (I admit that the 1957 Disney movie of the same name probably had a lot to do with show more those clear memories, though, because the movie seems to have followed the book’s plot straight down the line.)

Old Yeller is a coming-of-age story about Travis and his little brother Arliss, two boys left alone in the late 1860s on a small Salt Lick, Texas, farm with their mother while their father (along with most of the other men in the area) is away on a cattle drive. Fourteen-year-old Travis is going to have to grow up fast if he’s even going to come close to filling his father’s shoes, and it’s not going to be easy. It doesn’t help that “little Arliss” is the kind of free-spirited little boy who likes nothing better than to get naked and spend his time wading around in the family’s drinking water.

When, out of nowhere, a big yeller, meat-stealing, dog shows up at the ranch and devours what was left of the family’s last slaughtered hog, it looks like Travis has another problem to contend with. But after that “big yeller dog” is noisily adopted into the family by little Arliss, he turns out to be exactly the kind of ranch dog that every boy needs by his side. Thus begins a series of encounters with bears, wild pigs, and raging bulls during which Old Yeller proves that he is willing to fight anyone and anything to keep his adopted family safe from harm.

And then, just about the time you finally catch your breath, here comes an ending that no one who has ever read Old Yeller will ever forget. Let me warn you that this is an ending that few ten-year-olds are going to get over quickly – but here’s a tip for you parents out there. Old Yeller has a sequel called Savage Sam that tells the story of one of Yeller’s pups, the little dog that came to live with Travis and Arliss near the end of Old Yeller. That will make it all better.

Bottom Line: Old Yeller may be a children’s book, but it works pretty well for adults, too, especially those who remember the book or the movie from their childhood. It is written in a straight-forward style that sometimes causes the mini-climaxes to come a little too close together for readers used to the more comfortable pacing of adult novels but, after all, that approach keeps it short enough for its target audience. This 1957 Newberry Medal nominee is, in my estimation, a five-star book for readers of all ages. show less

This story still chokes me up. Not because of the dog but because of the boy. It is an old-timey story of what it was like when America was new in Texas. Men had a job to do to provide for their families. That job took them far and wide away from their families. This is the story of how a family had to make changes and make do without their protector and provider. It is the story of how a boy became a man and how his perspective of family changed as a result.

Love it!

I'd heard of Old Yeller forever, but was always afraid it would be too sad. What I didn't know was how comical Old Yeller could be or what an engaging voice Travis the narrator would have. His mother and little brother Arliss are strong characters too, all wrapped up in the interesting life in the bush of old Texas .

A boy, before he really grows up, is pretty much like a wild animal. He can get the wits scared clear out of him today and by tomorrow have forgotten all about it.

Of course, everyone my age knows this story. The Wonderful World of Disney, introduced by Mr. Disney himself, fed a whole generation with delights of this sort; just put on the TV at 7:00 on Sunday night and watch something wonderful, but don’t forget because there is no DVR, so if you miss it, you are waiting for summer reruns.

Because I knew the story and what to expect, I thought I might not have a really emotional reaction to the end, but alas the two boxes of tissues I bought came in handy. Some of the tears were for the story and the characters and Yeller, of course, show more but some of them were for that little girl who sat frozen to a flickering TV screen in the living room of a four room house, with her three sisters and her precious mother and father, making a memory that would last all her life. show less