
Why is it that mutated genes often end up creating something incredibly cute or beautiful?
I loved this story when I was a little girl. Ferdinand is one of the cutest cartoons ever. It reminds me of how much I miss real animation, instead of everything being CGI.
This probably isn’t the most politically correct, and I hate bull fighting. But hey, it was made by Disney in 1938. I think there’s a good moral in the story somewhere.