I got this book as a Christmas present, and was finished with it before I had to go back to work. It is, ultimately, the tale of a charismatic, friendly kitty who winds up at a library only because he was found in their book drop the morning after the coldest night of the year.

I would recommend this book to any cat lovers, or to those fond of the library. There are even some tidbits about late-80's, early-90's Iowa some might find interesting. But mostly, it was the cat lover in me that loved this book, and who finished it with tears streaming down her face.

I'm not normally sentimental, so be warned: this book is designed to tug on heartstrings. But it's also written to leave a smile on the reader's face.

This was a lovely book about a wonderful kitty who found a loving and perfect home in a small Iowan town library.

The story is narrated by the librarian that first found Dewey Readmore Books and details her life with him.

I was touched by this story and it brought tears to my eyes the love and joy Dewey brought to the people around him and around the world.

The only thing I was disappointed to discover was that Dewey was declawed. This fact was not in the book, but on the Spencer Library website. That is a disgusting and horrible thing to do to any animal, especially a cat. At the same time, if that's what it took for the Spencer City Council to allow Dewey to remain a library cat, then I guess (maybe, I'm not sure) it was okay.

He gave a lot of love over his 18 years and his story was very nice to read.

Cute book but it does get a little repetitive.

I have had many cats (and dogs) and they all have their own traits and personalities! Spencer, Iowa was very fortunate to have had the good fortune to have had he benefit of this character! I was particularly impressed with Dewey's first encounter with catnip! I don't know if it is because I have never had any good catnip or if it is just the none of the cats/kittens that I have had did not care for catnip? I thought it was just some kind of urban legend that cats respond to catnip!
I have always been amazed by that EDS Super Bowl commercial where they show cats being herded (that is impossible!)! Dewey would be riding on the left shoulder of one the cowboys in that commercial!

At the risk of alienating approximately 5.3 million die-hard fans of this book, I thought reading this book was at times slightly painful in the way that reading a third-grader's homework can be slightly painful. Specifically, I find it a tad depressing that an accomplished and committed librarian (as Vicki Myron seems to be) can still inappropriately opt for "lay" instead of "lie" in a book that goes on to become a New York Times bestseller. But I also recognize that I'm weird about this, and most people won't realize, let alone care.

Occasional grammatical inaccuracies aside, I enjoyed this book very much. I can't say exactly why, because I don't think I'm the sort of reader who easily falls for a cute and plucky kitten, even one shoved through a library dropbox on the coldest day of the year. But Vicki Myron is so obviously writing straight from her heart in every paragraph that I started to identify with her championing of Dewey and the struggles she encounters as a result.

I found this book intriguing because I like cats, I'm from Iowa, and I'm a librarian. If I weren't any of these things, I'd probably still find it somewhat interesting to learn about the 80's farm crisis, general rural living, and what a communal pet can do for the collective psyche. [return][return]The author writes about adopting a cat at the library she was a director for. This was during the 80's, when Iowa was hit with an economic downturn that affected the farming community terribly. Having the cat at the library increased how many people came to the library, and the richness of their interactions. The author also weaves in a personal story about her experiences growing up in a rural Iowa town, the experience of being a single mother, having chronic medical problems, getting an advanced degree while working full time, being a library director, and feelings on being a partial-owner of a cat.[return][return]It did drag a bit, but it's one of those stories that is easy to skim to get to the parts that interest you. I think that's the difference between a book I'll happily read (and admit to skimming a bit), and a book that I'll stop reading. I finished this one.

I really enjoyed this book. It's an adorable true story of a kitten who showed up at a small-town Iowa library out of nowhere and worked his way into the hearts of the librarians, the towns, and fans around the world. I'm not a big pet person, and not usually one for animal books, but Dewey even charmed me. Vicki Myron is honest and real about the challenges and struggles she has faced in her own life, and how friends (and Dewey) supported her in difficult seasons and brought joy in others. It has been a sweet and encouraging read for me in my own season of life-changes. This book also just makes me want to get a cat.

I liked this. I agree with the reviewers who say Dewey was a great, smart cat much like hundreds of thousands of pet cats across the nation. Our cat Banjo is just as intelligent and probably a little more handsome. And our Buffy Sainte Meow has got Dewey beat on adorable eccentricities--but it's not a kittie contest. Nice book for cat or library lovers.

I have taken so long to read this because my Godmother gave it to me (seeing that it was about a cat and a librarian) the week after I had to put my sixteen-year-old Bruegel to sleep--my Godmother hadn't heard about Bruegie yet. I told her it was the perfect present (I already knew the story).

Such a touching story and also reflecting on the life of a librarian and small town.

This is a sweet memoir.