In this very sweet tale, Moe McTooth’s an outdoor cat, and life is good . . . that is, until winter comes and he turns into a shivering, “hungry fur sack of a cat.” To the rescue comes a young woman who carries Moe off to a pampered indoor life in her apartment, and once again, life is good. When reminders of his outdoor life beckon, however, Moe’s heart stirs and off he goes. Life’s no longer good; the young woman and Moe miss each other terribly. Moe eventually returns home to a delighted human and to a perfect compromise: He remains an indoor cat by day and outdoor denizen by night. In a charming twist at the end, the young woman herself feels the seductive charms of the night. One evening, she joins Moe in his nocturnal wanderings and they realize that life is good—together. Spinelli’s spare, heartfelt language captures the essence of what’s important in life, and Bronson’s offbeat, curvy oils are as warm and fuzzy as Moe himself. (Picture book. 3-7)
