On this chilly but bright Sunday afternoon, I am just about to sit down with a hot cup of tea and read the final chapter of "Dewey".
I received this book as a birthday gift from a dear friend who knows I am fanatical about cats and it was a good call on her part. I have read a chapter almost each evening since before going to sleep each night.
This book is as much about a cat who was adopted by a small-town library as it is about the author, Vicki Myron. Vicki doesn't have an easy life, nor does Dewey, but together they help each other through the rough parts.
From his discovery as a tiny kitten in the night book depository on the coldest night of the year (who could do that to an innocent creature??), through the 18 years he lorded over the Spencer Public Library and finally, to his passing, Vicki faithfully tells the tale of an ordinary orange tabby who became extraordinary not only to the library and small town he made his home, but to much of the world.
A good read for any cat lover.
Now I'm off to read the final chapter.
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