Donkey-donkey has a problem. Despite his many friends and his good master, he is sad because his ears are so long and ridiculous. If only Donkey-donkey could have short sensible ears like his friend Pat the horse, he would be content. So he seeks the advice of his fellow farm animals who suggest he wear his ears differently, more like theirs: floppy like the dog's, to the side like the sheep's, to the front like the pig's. But each unnatural arrangement leads to increasing insult and injury. Finally a little girl passing by remarks on the beauty of the pretty little donkey's ears

At last Donkey-donkey is happy. A classic tale of vanity and folly, and learning to accept oneself--protrudent ears, redundant name, and all.