One puppy with the wild in his eyes. One girl longing to care for him. The puppy would fit on one hand, it was so small. Its fur was a pale silver-grey all over, except for one dark star on its head. Sylvie can’t wait for the school holidays so she can get back to her grandparents’ farm in Italy. Their dog, Bella, is going to have puppies and Sylvie is determined to be there when they are born. Perhaps her mum and dad will even let her keep one? There is just one puppy in the end. He is a tiny, furry bundle that Sylvie names Star. When Star opens his eyes for the first time it is clear there’s something extra special about him. Something no one was expecting.