Bucket of sloths

[valerief]

[redwitch]

1. They are so sweet!

I love sloths.

[trof]

2. Bucket of snakes.

[eppur_se_muova]

3. Actually, that's a culvert full of snakes ...

which means a LOT more snakes.

[valerief]

5. Not quite as cute.

[wryter2000]

8. Not exactly cuddly

But very good for the environment and helpful in keeping the rodent population down.

Gorgeous animals, but I'll watch them from a distance.

[Spitfire of ATJ]

14. Flash flood anyone?

[Laffy Kat]

4. OMG, the faces! Cutest thing ever.

[The Velveteen Ocelot]

6. Who knew sloths were so darn cute? Squeee!

[shenmue]

7. I second that squee

[blondie58]

9. Oh, how sweet!

Thank you for Posting!

[BlancheSplanchnik]

10. I must kiss those noses!!!!!

❤️

[NeoGreen]

11. Reminds me of one of my favorite dry humor moments in Patrick O'Brian's Aubrey/Maturin series...

...where Jack (the Captain) is alone in his cabin with his friend's (the ships surgeon, Stephen Maturin) pet sloth.

The sloth sneezed, and looking up, Jack caught its gaze fixed upon him; its inverted face had an expression of anxiety and concern.

'Try a piece of this, old cock,' he said, dipping his cake in the grog and proffering the sop.

'It might put a little heart into you.'

The sloth sighed, closed its eyes, but gently absorbed the piece, and sighed again.

Some minutes later he felt a touch on his knee: the sloth had silently climbed down and it was standing there, its beady eyes looking up into his face, bright with expectation. More cake, more grog: growing confidence and esteem. After this, as soon as the drum had beat the retreat, the sloth would meet him, hurrying towards the door on its uneven legs: it was given its own bowl, and it would grip it with its claws, lowering its round face into it and pursing its lips to drink (its tongue was too short to lap). Sometimes it went to sleep in this position, bowed over the emptiness.

'In this bucket,' said Stephen, walking into the cabin, 'in this small half-bucket, now, I have the population of Dublin, London and Paris combined: these animalculae - what is the matter with the sloth?'

It was curled on Jack's knee, breathing heavily: its bowl and Jack's glass stood empty on the table. Stephen picked it up, peered into its affable, bleary face, shook it, and hung it upon its rope. It seized hold with one fore and one hind foot, letting the others dangle limp, and went to sleep.

Stephen looked sharply round, saw the decanter, smelt to the sloth, and cried,

'Jack, you have debauched my sloth.'

Book 3, ~ page 95

[Solly Mack]

12. A bucket of happy.

[passiveporcupine]

13. Hang in there baby!

Soooo cute!