Mamarazzi read me the story of The Lost Sheep from Enid Blyton book.
These was once a Shepherd who have a hundred sheep in his fold. He knew every sheep and they knew him.
Every morning he will let the sheep out to graze. They were not afraid of the wolves coz they knew the Shepherd will take care of them.
At night they come home and the Shepherd will count them.
One night he discovered one sheep was missing. The shepherd, tired and hungry he was, but nothing deter him from going to the hills looking for the lost sheep. He said "It's true that I have ninety nine sheep that are safely in the fold, but I cannot let the little lost one stayed on the hills, lonely and afraid.
Thru harsh weather and darkness of the night he went on looking.
Finally he found the little sheep hidden, afraid under a bush. He scoop up the lamb and carried it back to all its little brothers and sisters.
I have 3 little lambs too. Actually the 3rd one is a Bear but the Lamb family adopted her.
Among the three, I love the Little Lamb the most. I love biting it's nose and tail. Mamarazzi always complain that Lamb Lamb have smelly nose and tail.
One morning I woke up and my Lamb Lamb was missing. I search high and low.
Don't you worry Little Lamb. I'll come and rescue you....eeerrr...in a few hours time la..okay? Mamarazzi said have to wait for your fleece to dry first wor..