Dear Vicki Myron,
I decided to read your book Dewey because I love cats. However, as I got further into the book, I realized it involved so much more than just the antics of a cat. It was about how Dewey the cat affected other people's lives. The love Dewey gave and received acted as the glue that strengthened the community of Spencer, Iowa. You reminded me that often the simplest things in life can bring the greatest joy.
Even though Dewey does not solve problems or lessen their workload, he gives people a much-needed break. By just being his lovable self, Dewey gave the library patrons something to laugh and talk about together. He gave them a common ground and strengthened their sense of community. Whether Dewey comforted a widow, made a disabled child squeal with delight, or played a game of hide and seek, he brought a little relief and happiness to busy and sometimes troubled lives. Even though the patrons' happy time with Dewey is short, it still makes a difference to them.
When I come home and have a lot of homework, or feel stressed from my busy schedule, my cat Sylvester is always there to make me laugh or to cuddle with me. While I am holding him, I forget about my worries. He does not take my troubles away or give me less homework, but he makes me feel better.
Sometimes people place too much importance on material things. Your book helped me to stop and think about how I need to take time to enjoy the simple things in life. I love my cat Sylvester. His love is unconditional.