Once upon a modern time, in a quaint village where smartphones rarely beeped, lived Mary. Known for her eco-friendly lifestyle and her penchant for vintage fashion, Mary decided to adopt a little lamb. Its fleece was white as snow, and in an unfortunate twist of fate, just as prone to staining.
The lamb, affectionately named Sir Woolsworth, became Mary’s constant companion. They attended yoga classes together (the lamb’s Downward Dog was impeccable), shared kale smoothies, and even binge-watched “Game of Thrones”, with Sir Woolsworth particularly enjoying scenes with dragons (for reasons known only to him).
The tragedy began one fateful afternoon. Mary, in her pursuit of holistic living, decided to make her own natural dye using organic blueberries. Sir Woolsworth, ever curious and slightly peckish, stumbled into the bucket of blueberry dye. The result? A once snow-white lamb, now a patchy blue, looking like a confused, ambulatory blueberry pie.
The village was abuzz. Children whispered about the “magical blue sheep”, while adults speculated about alien invasions. Mary, however, saw an opportunity. She started an Instagram account for Sir Woolsworth, and soon, the blue lamb became an internet sensation. Hashtags like #Bluetiful and #DyeHardFans trended worldwide.
But fame is a fickle friend. Sir Woolsworth grew weary of the paparazzi, the endless photoshoots with fruits of similar hues, and the requests for wool autographs. He longed for the simple days of yoga and kale.
In a twist that would make M. Night Shyamalan proud, Sir Woolsworth’s blue fleece began to fade. The villagers, fickle as fame, lost interest. Mary and her lamb were relieved. They returned to their tranquil life, with Sir Woolsworth sporting a slightly patchy, but mostly white fleece.
The moral of the story? Be careful what you dye for. Sometimes, being just the way you are is the best way to be. And for Mary and her little lamb, that was just fine.
