Synopsis
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What-a-Mess knew his name. Well his real name was prince Amir of Kinjan, but What-a-Mess knew otherwise. After all, everybody he met would take one look at him, a tangled bundle of soggy fur, jam, twigs, mud and egg-shell, and say, "Good grief! What a mess!" The problem was, nobody remembered to tell What-a-Mess that he was a puppy. He knew that he could not be an Afghan hound like his mother - she was tall, slim and beautiful, while he - he was definitely very short and extrememly fat! "When I find something as short and fat as I am - that will be what I am!" Then What-a-Mess saw the bee. A short, plump, busy bee........
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