I saw the cover of The Best Worst Poet Ever (with the word best scratched out) and thought, “Well that is a smidgen different.” And there was a pudgy stereotypical cat, and a funky pug on the cover. Okay, I like cats (even if they are snooty and the villain), but there has only ever been one pug for me (her name was Rosie/Rosa (depending on what they felt like calling her at the time) that farted, ate cat poop, was incontinent, got upset I […]