My daughter received a DVD of "White Tuft, the little beaver" for Christmas. The DVD is fantastic, filmed in the Canadian forest, with no visible human intervention whatsoever. That's right, a real river, with real beavers, wolves, owls, lynxes, you name it.
Living in Australia, my daughter had never heard of beavers before. So the start of the movie was littered with questions. What are these animals? What do they do? Where do they live? What do they eat? And of course, what are they called again?
Then the part came in the movie, when White Tuft, the little beaver is being chased by wolves. Earlier on, we were told that White Tuft's father was taken by wolves. So the danger was obvious.
And, what are they called again?
At first Sabina tried to run off the couch in fear for the little beaver. But, curiousity drew her back to the screen. Yet, she couldn't watch the little fellow being followed by these wolves. So in the end, she just screamed "Run guinea pig! RUN!!!"
(Come to think of it, there are many similarities between the beaver and the guinea pig.)
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