Purchasing this book I was expecting a nice story about a lovable cat. The cover looked cheerful enough, and even though the description does include dementia and death, I was not expecting what was coming.
I think I was crying throughout every single page of this book. This is a very hard subject for me, and David manages to portray a very clear, melancholic picture, of going through the mental decay of loved ones, of suffering from it yourself, of looking at it from a detached yet not entirely so medical point of view, and from the eyes of a usually-sociopathic cat, which completes the circle to a mind-numbingly painful reality.
This book felt like a punch in the gut from life, taking a dive to a place people usually avoid talking about, and looking it in the eyes. I read it many years ago but this book stayed with me, I still find myself thinking about it, and I can honestly say it really prepared me for going through my grandads Alzheimer diagnosis and progression.
It is NOT an easy read. I don't think I would recommend it to someone who can relate to the subject on a personal level because it might be too much. But if you can take it, this book, short as it will be, will probably become a constant life companion.