A fabulous story about a pet.

High, high in the mountains there lived and there was a black lamb. The only one of the whole herd, he was the only one who had the right to stay in the house. And the owner personally hand-fed him every day. Everyone loved the black lamb for its peculiarity. He will hit the lamb with his left front hoof, and precious stones will sprinkle out of nowhere. Hit with the right – and gold bars will sprinkle.