My father read me this book as a child when we were living outside of Dallas. I remembered this book last week, after Armadillos were brought into a conversation with some friends and I realized that I was the only one out of a group of ten engineering students who found Armadillos cute, not creepy (must be a lone star thing... I also had a stuffed-animal armadillo as a child.)
This book is well-written and thoughtful; the illustrations beautiful. It is a book that will be etched in your child's mind, just as it has been in mine, even if I haven't picked it up in 15 years. The classics will stick around, and while this may be less-known, it was written by Rudyard and Charles Kipling, and my hope is that it will out-last the faddish hannah-montana and vampire stories floating around children's literature today.
Needless to say, next time I am at my parent's house, the book is getting dusted off and given some attention.