I picked up this book because from the title and the cover I expected a more lighthearted, funny memoir with lots of animal shenanigans. It was very far from what I expected. While there were definitely some heartwarming parts or useful facts (like the warning that cats like to sleep on cat tires), most of it was just... about mundane parts of the author's life I had no interest in. I understand the point of a biography is to tell a person's life, but in my opinion, you need some reason to care about this person's life (because you already know them, because the style is funny, etc.) and I just didn't. That, and there were so many animals dying or being euthanised in this book, and I know that's part of the profession, but it just made me sad.

tldr; This isn't a bad book, but it's not the lighthearted funny read I expected, and I lost interest.