After about one minute of this I was expecting Dame Julie Andrews to appear and break into "High on a hill was a lonely goatherd"! No, I'm not really sure why either, but at least there's a lamb in this story narrated using lyrical rhyme. Our star has a lovely thick fleece which it loves to exhibit to a nearby family of gophers. Then, somewhat out of the blue, a jeep arrives and next thing our lamb is shorn of his wool and his dignity. Now his neighbours laugh at him and he feels dejected as he shivers under his rock until along comes a horned rabbit who bounces along like "Tigger" and who tries to encourage his new friend to think more positively. He can, quite literally, bounce back and there's no point at all in moping about waiting for his wool grow back. I thought that it's message of resilience and of striving to pick yourself up quite well made in five enthusiastic minutes, as was one reminding us of the fickleness of friendship and of a minor form of celebrity, too. No yodelling, though.
