James

Opening lines of the book

The snow was still untouched when he woke up.  He was very alert in the morning and he always liked to experience the weather no matter what it was.  He didn’t really care that it might be a shame to undo the great carpet that nature had sprinkled over the dead grass and evergreen bushes.  He had always pranced to the bushes and peed there whenever he felt like it: they were so conveniently located near his house.  Pretty much, he was in good shape and could get any female he wanted in the mating season.  He peeked from his house and, with a jump, he swooshed out into the snow that was one foot by now.

 

It had stopped snowing as soon as it was 5 in the morning, and was below 5 centigrade.  He didn’t mind it: he was meant for this weather.  His body was covered with white and grey fur and his eyes, blue sky with black lashes, underlined his beauty.  His look was very sharp and his expression strong.  

Author's Note

Events take place in the nineties, in this chapter