Vicki was a single mother who had survived the loss of her family farm and an alcoholic, abusive husband. But her biggest challenge as the new head librarian in Spencer was to raise the spirits of a small, out-of-the-way town mired deep in the farm crisis of the 1980s.
Dewey, as the townspeople named the kitten, quickly grew into a strutting, adorable library cat whose antics kept patrons in stitches, and whose sixth sense about those in need created hundreds of deep and loving friendships.
As his fame grew, people drove hundreds of miles to meet Dewey, and people all over the world fell in love with him. Through it all, Dewey remained a loyal companion, a beacon of hope not just for Vicki, but for the entire town of Spencer as it slowly, steadily pulled itself up from the worst financial crisis in its long history.
Dewey won hearts and proved to everyone he encountered that unconditional love comes in many forms.
I don't have much to add to this description. After reading a couple intense thrillers and with everything that's going on in the world these days, I wanted to read something heart-warming, and this book fit the bill. That's not to say it's all sweetness and light -- there are challenges and difficulties throughout -- but it's about a cat ... and a library. It's also about a town down on its luck that comes together as a community, which is at least a little bit thanks to the library and its unlikely resident feline. The writing is a little uneven and unpolished at times, but the story is sweet and touching.