Don't like cats? Don't read this book. I'll take issue with Cleveland Amory on this volume: Polar Bear could not have been the best cat ever because my darlin' Clio was the best cat ever. Otherwise it's a five-star, bang-up, series, and I wish Mr. Amory was still alive to write another. ( )

It was witty and even though it is the third book in the trilogy it can stand on it's own. Definitely would be preferred by those who are cat lovers however I did enjoy it. ( )

3.25 stars

This is the final book about Cleveland Amory's rescued cat, Polar Bear.

I chose this early in the month to read this month, before my own cat was diagnosed with kidney failure. It hadn't occurred to be until I picked up the book that Polar Bear would not live beyond this book. I don't think it changed how I read the book or what I thought of it, however.

I like Polar Bear and I like the stories about him. I also like the other animal stories that Amory shares; he is an animal activist and runs an animal sanctuary. However, I don't like that so much of the book is not about Polar Bear or the other animals. Some of it was, but over half of it was just Amory's own stories. Polar Bear might get a mention or two amongst those stories. So, for that, I can't quite give the book a “good” (3.5 stars) rating, but because I did enjoy the chapters that did focus on Polar Bear, I have to give it more than “ok” (3 stars). ( )

A bit of "enough already." Cleveland Amory finishes the tales of Polar Bear. His blend of humor and affection is pleasant but, by this third book, I had had enough. ( )

This book returns us to Polar Bear, the star of The Cat Who Came for Christmas, who at the end of the book, dies. I objected to the title, because my cat, Rug, was the best cat ever, but, anyway, the book is as much about the owner as his cat. Amory is full of funny anecdotes that make for interesting reading. ( )