The story revolves around determining whether a small furry species discovered on the planet Zarathustra is sapient, and features a mild libertarianism that emphasizes sincerity and honesty. It is inspired by an acquaintance named Kevin "Fuzzy" Sheffield, whom Piper first met in a literary club in central Oregon. When asked about Sheffield, Piper described him as a bizarre character, capable of writing little more than a couple of vaguely-legible remarks in each letter.
The extra-solar world of Zarathustra is devoid of intelligent life, or at least it was thought to be until prospector Jack Holloway discovers a race of Ewok-like Fuzzies. But the company that has been exploiting the planet for its resources will lose its charter if sapient life is discovered, so Holloway must find a way to keep the Fuzzies from being foundin order to keep the charter. Holsopple reads in a pleasant, sonorous tone, using one unadorned voice for narration and a series of others for character dialogue. The vocal shifts are subtle but effective, and make the dialogue sound rather like real conversation, rather than simply words being read from a page. Some of the dialogue is a bit silly (Holloway constantly refers to himself as "Pappy Jack" when talking to the Fuzzies), but Holsopple manages to pull it off. The end result is a faithful adaptation of Piper's beloved 1962 classic (a Best Novel Hugo Award nominee) that fans both new and old should enjoy.
Dated in many ways, still awesome
This is a SF world where people smoked, women were secretaries (or were they, always?), and real men had guns. It's also a world where real men were compassionate and curious about a little, fuzzy hominid who showed up in the human house. It's a classic for a reason.
Amazing and thought-provoking book
Makes me want to adopt my own little Fuzzy friend...
Rock solid, golden age, hard core, sci-fi
Little Fuzzy has all the elements of the classic sci-fi novel. Hard core science, which stands up well today. Thoughtful, probing questions about the essence of humanity itself. A soul less, all powerful multi-planet conglomerate against a single man protecting the innocent. Villains you can hate, heroes you can be proud of.
In the 50's and 60's authors still looked at science with wonder and awe. They imagined all the many wonderful things which just might one day be. We've lost that. Or misplaced it. If you miss those wonderful books when we still hoped to reach for the stars, read H. Beam Piper. Little Fuzzy is a great place to start.