This book is mainly about the coldest night of that year. Dewey, the kitten, was only a few weeks old and was thrown into the return box of Spencer Library. Librarian Vicky Mellon is a single mother. Her ex-husband is an alcoholic, but he still leads a strong life. The next morning, she found Dewey the kitten. After being rescued, Dewey, the kitten, barely propped up her limping legs and feet, rubbed every hand that touched her with gratitude and love, and won the hearts of everyone in Wikipedia and the library.
In the following nineteen years, Dewey touched this small town named Iowa with his passion and love. Many people came to this town to see Dewey. Dewey knows who is happy and wants to share it with him. Dewey will play with him there. Dewey also knows that when you need someone to complain, he will be inseparable from you and comfort you with body language. When you don't need Dewey and want to be alone, Dewey will leave silently.
Dewey has a personality charm: enthusiasm, honesty, loveliness, optimism, humility, and most importantly, he is a friend of everyone. Dewey is different from other cats. He is quiet, patient, dignified and intelligent. Most importantly, he is warm and friendly. The cat in the library must like people. Not to mention love, it goes without saying that the library cat must have 100% love.
If you meet such an animal, you will involuntarily want to protect it and own it. Only when you give your heart to an animal will it be sincere. Only with a loving and kind heart can everything be like this.
Dewey is no longer an ordinary kitten, it is the pride of people and the pride of the whole town. Although he is not human, he has better qualities than people. He can distinguish right from wrong, distinguish right from wrong, and sometimes get into trouble, but he is a cat after all.
Dewey is a different cat. It is closely related to people's hearts, in my heart forever.