Most people have neighbors who bring you cookies they've baked, or who tell you to mow your damn lawn, or ask your dog to quit pooping in theirs. We have neighbors who bring over a sloth on a stick.
He apparently wandered over to their yard and got stuck in the wire over their fence. They coaxed him down on a stick and then brought him to our house so he could scamper - okay, drag himself slowly, being sure to pace himself so he doesn't get too tired, since there's no use rushing things - back to the jungle, which is literally right behind our house.
So he held on to the branch and just kind of watched them as they carried him around, with an expression on his face sort of like that of ancien regime aristocrats being carried on a sedan by their peons. The jungle is about 30 yards from where they dropped him, so he might be there by tomorrow.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
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