Meet Physeter Macrocephalus – but you can call him Moby.He’s got the BIGGEST toothy smile. He’s always up for a game of tag. And his backflips can’t be beat! Who wouldn’t want to be his pal?So when he meets a ship full of sailors out on the ocean, he just knows they will get along swimmingly. Moby is as fin-tastic and friendly as he can be, but the guys still seem a little…salty. What could he be doing wrong?This clever riff on the Melville classic is at its heart a story about how to make friends – and find ones who appreciate the real you.