Book overview:

“I was almost five years old when I found myself living inside a barrel in a historic Tuscan wine cellar. There was only a bed, a desk, and a lot of humidity. During those long days of isolation, I thought many times about how it had all ended, about the real reasons for my departure, without ever arriving at any truth. I never really understood how long I was trapped down there, among the sophisticated wine-making machinery and the precious barrels made from wood from the Tronçais forest. While it is true that it was a dramatic change, it is equally true that over time, I became so fond of that place that I began to ask myself completely different questions: why on earth should I leave my barrel? To take on a job I would never have loved? To share in the profits of some popular belief? To join the tragic comedy of obedience, the fearful collusion of its corrupt associates? Should I have pretended to love the human race, only to find myself mourning the body of the only cat I had ever grown fond of?”

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