This movie is sort of like Ghost, if Patrick Swayze had been a Golden Retriever instead of a vaguely effeminate male spirit. A dude who is not a very good family man dies, is reincarnated into a dog and uses his second chance to try to make things right with his wife and son. Schmaltzy animal shenanigans of all sorts ensue. And then, at movie’s end, Fluke realizes, “You know what? I’m a dog. What the hell am I doing here?” (we’re paraphrasing here). The film’s penultimate scene in a snow-covered graveyard is a killer. Emotion-wise, that is.