Mastic cute lights, irish setter male, renamed it, in honor of Joyce Irish writer tells us his life. A love story between her and him, such a family life that is emerging as a watermark, the life of a country house, full of cats, surrounded by horses Joyce jealous a little sheep that have him not left good memories ...), where one crosses girls who grow up and leave home, friends also facing a little white blouse and forget repartent.Sans which Joyce is a little wary .. . It is surprisingly fresh, without sentimentality, the relationships between the setter and his feline friend Opium are not without sometimes recall those of dog Toby and Kiki-la-doucette dear to Colette. You catch yourself smiling and dignity wipe a tear finishing this book, brackets tenderness.
PS: Having been scalded by several novels pretending to give "voice" to dogs but is limited to an examination (very) depth of the author's navel, the dog used only to entice the reader power-gogo is cautiously I opened last caress. First positive point: the title that deserves to come clean -Game for two reasons: it indicates both the tenderness which gives himself to read in this story and the inevitable outcome (sensitive souls, prepare your handkerchiefs and I not laugh because the end in every sense of the term is very soft and beautiful but hey, love stories end badly canines- -especially in general, you know the drill).
