Dewey sent him, I thought, when I saw those eyes. — Vicki Myron, Dewey's Nine Lives: The Legacy of the Small-Town Library Cat Who Inspired Millions
Dewey sent him, I thought, when I saw those eyes. — Vicki Myron, Dewey's Nine Lives: The Legacy of the Small-Town Library Cat Who Inspired Millions
Dewey sent him, I thought, when I saw those eyes. — Vicki Myron, Dewey's Nine Lives: The Legacy of the Small-Town Library Cat Who Inspired Millions
Dewey sent him, I thought, when I saw those eyes. — Vicki Myron, Dewey's Nine Lives: The Legacy of the Small-Town Library Cat Who Inspired Millions
Dewey sent him, I thought, when I saw those eyes. — Vicki Myron, Dewey's Nine Lives: The Legacy of the Small-Town Library Cat Who Inspired Millions
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Dewey sent him, I thought, when I saw those eyes.

— Vicki Myron, Dewey's Nine Lives: The Legacy of the Small-Town Library Cat Who Inspired Millions
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