He's a brilliant actor, but nobody in Hollywood will hire him-simply because he's a gopher. "If you made a list of all the interesting animals in the world," a snide casting director tells him, "dogs would be at the top, and gophers would be way down near the bottom, right under the word BORING. And writers aren't paid to write about boring animals." "But I'm not boring," Mudflap objects. "My agent says I have star quality!" "Well," the casting director sneers, looking him straight in the eye, "your agent is wrong!" His soul nearly crushed, Mudflap wants to curl up in a gopher hole and die. But then he gets to thinking, why should he feel bad? It isn't his fault. It's Hollywood's. They're the ones with the problem, not him. And he sets off on a quest to prove that gophers aren't boring, a quest, the Pebble Post writes, "that is as grand and adventurous as Don Quixote's," a quest that is so daring it could destroy everything Mudflap holds dear, a quest that is so dangerous it could cost him his life.