The Adventures of SuperLamb,
Guardian of a Thousand Pandas

Listen to a Storytelling Lamb

Lamby says, "It's best to spread Love & Fleece in as many colors as there are people. For example (and such as), dramatic olden times Aesop's Fables and Hans Christian Andersen stories and Brothers Grimm Fairytales. There are also stories from Grandpa Dean's wishing well. Not to mention Little Tiger & the Dragon King of Beijing, Moonbeam, the Cuddle Star and the very happy holiday story, The Christmas Witchling."

Stories, Fables & Fairytales

• Gnomes for Shoemaker Bob
• Snowella
• The Singing Bone
• Mama Holly
• Emperor's New Clothes
• Naughty Boy
• The Mouse, the Bird & the Sausage
• The Leap Frog
• The Real Princess
• The Happy Family
• The Dog's Shadow
• The Mouse & the Lion
• The Lion's Share
• The Wolf & the Lamb
• The Wolf & the Crane
• The Rooster & the Pearl

Grandpa Dean's Wishing Well Stories

There is not an appropriate word in the dictionary to express the type of gratitude I felt when Lambpants Press asked me to write the Foreward to Grandpa Dean’s Wishing Well Stories, a compilation of Grandpa Dean Patterson’s most popular tales of love, albino camels, talking frogs, and wishing.

• The Albino Wish-Granting Camel
• Three More Wishes
• The Striped Deer & the Third Wish
• A Frog for Wishin'
• The Wish-Granting Mermaid
• The Wish-Granting Shower
• The Wish-Granting Bear
• The One Wish Wishing Well
• Wish-Granting Gremlin

Little Tiger Tales

This is the first in a series of stories about Lamby, his odd-but-lovable misfit stuffed animal friends, his mission to spread Love & Fleece, and the magical whimsical world of Lamb Planet and Lambpants.com.

• Little Tiger & the Dragon King of Beijing
• Little Tiger & the Sponge Docks of Tarpon Springs

The Christmas Witchling

Moonbeam, the Cuddle Star

Lambpants Poetry Corner

Episodes of Lamb Planet

 

Episodes & Stories of Lamb Planet

The Bath Day

Lambs love puddle-jumping, but that means a bath day, and bath days are the most stressful of days. I have to climb into the bath bowl and sit for a long time in soapy water. Then I have to sit for hours wrapped up in a wash cloth. And if I ever get cranky, then I have to take a nap. Not all bath days are bad. There was one bath day that wasn’t.

I was puddle jumping with a hoppy frog, and it was lots of fun for this Lamb, but muddy puddle hoppy frog fun or not, I knew it was going to be a long bath day. When I got home, I climbed in the bath bowl by myself. There was lots of time sitting in the bath bowl, but Dad washed me clean behind my ears and tail. He used a hair dryer for quick drying, and there was no time sitting in a washcloth.

When I looked for my lambpants, I saw myself in the mirror. “I think I am coming apart in my stitches too much,” I told Dad as I spun around.

He patted my head and said, “It isn’t so bad, but you might need sewing, and maybe some more filling.”

“Why?”

“Well, sometimes when you get lots of love, you get a little undone,” said Dad. “You’ve had lots of love cuddles and lots of rain puddles in one day.”

That made sense, so I put on my blue pants and wagged my tail, and when I plopped down, I took off my eye cap and felt inside for my stuffing.

“What is it, Lamby?"

“Does filling go in my head in the hole the dog made?” I asked. “I don’t mind the sewing stitchy part - that doesn’t hurt - but I’m very scared of getting my first time filling. Maybe I should just eat more oats and ivy.”

Dad smiled and stitched my little stitch, and after he helped me put my eye cap back inside my head, he said, “New filling won’t hurt either, but it's not time.”

“Well, what happens if I get loved too much and get all unstitched and holey all the time? And then too skinny for having more filling?"

"What do you mean?"

"Will I have to go away then?”

“Nope,” said Dad, “that’s what the Mongos are for.”

As much as I loved my Chinese Puppy Dragon, and as much as I loved Snout, I also loved my Mongos, and there were four of them. See, they were lambs too. They looked exactly just like I would look like if the dog hadn’t found me when Dad brought me home from Kash-n-Karry that day.

I pictured their sweet faces in my imagination. Dad ordered them from a wool store in Lambsterdam, which is in the Netherlands and where lots of wool comes from, but not the filling for inside my head. That comes from the store.

"Mongos are for if you get loved too much and need a brand new body," said Dad.

"What new body?” I asked “How are you going to put me inside one of the Mongos?"

"Well, your soul is Magic,” said Dad, “and after the dog got you, I decided that if you ever get loved too much again, we could use Magic to put your sweet soul inside one of the Mongos. I was happy when the eye cap worked, but I got Mongos so you don't ever have to go away, little Lamb. It would be very sad if you went away."

"Is ‘away’ up in heaven?" I asked.

"’Away’ is where we all go after we're loved too much," he said.

I wondered if ‘away’ was a scary place, but then I remembered it’s where Grandma and Grandpa went, so I said, "If I'm supposed to go ‘away,’ then I don't want you to put me inside one of them Mongos. That's like stealing, and it’s not fair because they're little and don't know lots of things yet because they’re still here with us. Why can't they just be Mongos and I just be Lamby?"

When I yawned, Dad picked me up. "That's a big question, little Lamb," he said, "and it would mean a big talk, but it is bedtime now. We'll talk tomorrow."

"Bath day is a very stressful big day, and I am only a little Lamb," said this Lamb, who made Dad laugh.

"If you say so,” he said.

"I do say because I always have a say."

"Yes you do have a say,” said Dad. “Now, where do you want to sleep tonight - in my bed on your pillow with your friends?"

“In your bed,” I said.

Dad put me down beside his spot. "But I might squish you,” he said.

"I told you a thousand times that I'm supposed to be squished from lots of love – it’s my job and part of spreading Love & Fleece. Besides, I’m all stitched up now, see? I won't be going away for a very long time."

“How do you know?” he asked.

"I just do,” I told him, “but when it is time for me to go ‘away’ to that happy heaven place, start squishing on them Mongos. They’ll need you a lot then, okay? Promise me that you’ll love them a lot?”

Dad said, "I promise."

“Cross your heart?”

“And hope to die,” said Dad.

After I said good night to all my friends, I curled up beside him and went to sleep and dreamed of pouncing in puddles with my new frog friend. It was the best night’s sleep this Lamb ever had.

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