Love this story. Here is a granny reading it on YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kYw9EagX9fY ( )

I had never heard of this book until I came across the title online... It caught my eye and I laughed out loud because I feed a black alley cat who I named "Sid," and I am sure he picks up other meals on our street! The coincidence was too good to pass up and I gave the book a read. Very charming little book that often uses multiple panels per page (in the style of a comic or graphic novel) to show off the eponymous cat's various names, personalities, and of course his meals. Great concept and very well executed, a nice light humor that hints at a bigger set of issues (the street Sid lives on is Aristotle Place), with nicely done illustrations that are a good mix of cartoony and realistic (well-observed cat drawings here).

I also checked out the sequel [b:Six Dinner Sid: A Highland Adventure|9696537|Six Dinner Sid A Highland Adventure|Inga Moore|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1344606776l/9696537._SX50_.jpg|24119150] but it trades in the low-key domestic charms of this book for a rather silly adventure... Not my cup of tea but still fine, I suppose. ( )

Sid lives at six houses so that he can get six dinners every day. People in the neighborhood don't talk to each other, so no one knows... It works out well until Sid gets a cold and goes to the Vet six times. The Vet tells the six "owners" that they are sharing a cat and they get very angry. Sid solves the problem in a happy ending.

21 months - cute book about a very sly cat! ( )

Sid, the black cat, lived on Aristotle Street. But not at just one house, he lived at six different houses. And because Sid lived at six different houses on one street, that meant he had six different owners which then in turn meant that he had six different dinners, six different beds, six different names, and six different places he was scratched. However, Sid's various owners had no idea that he belonged to so many households. Sid loved being a six-dinner cat, that is, until he had to be taken to the vet. Sid had to be taken to the vet six different times, which also meant that he had to be given medicine six different times. Quickly, the vet figured out Sid's scheme and called up the various owners. Sid's owners were not impressed and made sure that Sid only had one dinner from then on. But, Sid was a six-dinner kind of cat, so he moved on to a different street, where he once again had six various owners and six dinners.
This book really reminded me of my cat, Samson. A few years ago my mom and I noticed that my cat was spending less and less time at home and he even started to gain a little weight. My mom figured that Samson had found an additional family to feed him and sure enough, we saw some neighbors feeding him! ( )