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…