Tess wants you to know that she intends to continue throwing up freely as long as the new baby gets to—fair is fair. Ovid would like to inform you that he’s giving up one of his nine lives in order to avoid a visit to the vet—he’ll miss you and knows you understand. And Quinn assures you that she’ll protect you from whatever it is that’s rolled under the table with all the righteous fury in her little body—even if only turns out to be a dropped olive.
The Bottom Line: I got exactly what I expected out of this book! As a neurotic human who constantly concocts conversations in her head with her pets (2 cats and a dog!) I can get behind the purpose and premise of this book and series. Greenberg has taken those neurotic conversations and applied them to pictures of real animals and their stories. As you should expect, there are some laugh out loud moments and some “OH! YIKES!” moments, but in all, the book is just entertaining.
Letter from Ovid: “ . . . . unfortunately we can’t got to the vet at the moment because I have unexpectedly died. . . . . Please call the vet and tell her the bad news. Let her know the cause of death is hating the kitten-print scrubs her assistants wear.”
Letter from Zero: “How do you expect to get a girlfriend if your apartment smells worse than a cat? As a rule, your butt should never be dirtier than mine.”
Letter from Morgan: “ . . .the thing that makes you cry every time you stand on it seems to think I’ve gained a pound.”
Letter from Meshuggah: “ . . . I bet you never thought you’d get the opportunity to use your fire insurance.”