Excerpt: "In a hotly contested deal, the life story of Dewey, a rescued cat who lived for 19 years in a library in a small town in Iowa, has sold for about $1.25 million to Grand Central Publishing.
With an eye toward creating the feline answer to the best-selling "Marley & Me," John Grogan's memoir of his misbehaving yellow Labrador retriever, Grand Central bought the book, currently titled "Dewey, a Small Town, a Library and the World's Most Beloved Cat," on Monday by making an offer high enough to pre-emptively shut down an auction."
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So there it is - pets and mascots and other non-writing creatures are now getting better book deals than us humans and that screams to me two things:
1) This world is pretty f'd up
2) This is an idea that can easily spark a good parody or satire (which I am working on now) and
3) I forget what 3 is four (That's a Violent Femmes shout out) and
4) Can ideas really "scream"?
5) Man I think I ate too much chocolate today, (if that's possible and I'd argue it isn't but that's another topic for another day)
6) Man, I have trouble counting and it's past my bedtime.