This huggable little fleecy-face has truly found himself.
And, to think, the only price for his happiness, his boundless, giggling joy—his fluffy-cloud serenity—was a couple legs. And hind ones at that.
Plus, now he has a cute little contraption for wheeling himself across the meadow!
And where did his unwanted, practically vestigial legs go? Why, to a New Zealand pizza chain, of course!
Talk about your basic win-win scenario: The lamb becomes an ovine/cyborg (the Lambtron 2000), and pizza customers get to dine on the legs of lambs!
(Thanks to Dr. Maria for the referral.)