If you were to assemble a "super group" of comedy writers and performers, gathered from the very best shows of the last ten years on British TV, this is the sitcom they would make. Better than that, someone already did, and this IS that sitcom. In order for them to scamper freely through the whole field of their endless imagination, this couldn't possibly be the usual show about everyday people in a humorous situation. That's something that an ordinary show could do, but it takes something much more than ordinary to create a series about ugly, foolish, tragic creatures in a hopeless situation, that still makes you laugh and love them for it. The protagonists all have the bodies of animals despite being able to talk, so how can they expect to attain the lifestyles they're read about in the glossy magazines? The life of celebrity dinner parties is just as unobtainable for the animals that those magazines are written for, but they're no wiser to that fact than Winnona the dog or Philip the horse. The characters in "I am not an animal" are selfish, idiotic, spoilt and do ridiculous things, which makes them not only hilarious, but more realistically human than any other TV characters I can think of.