I watched it 4 times and couldn’t stop smiling. I particularly love king sloth at the end.
Aww! I loved the two sloths chomping away at either end of a green bean. Natch!
They are wonderfully equipped for scratching, a triumph of evolution!
You mean the one that looked like Yoda’s grampa?
I like the 4 of 'em lined up on the table, eating. Too cute!!!
Yeah, that’s an awful lot of cute right there. Maybe I should go visit Homer, the sloth at the Detroit Zoo some time soon.
That’s wonderful. Enough to make me want a pet sloth.
Too cute.
Thank gawd I have high speed internet now…
Aw yes, that was adorable.
Made my whole day! Love them. I think I need one in our office. I work for a company that deals with Costa Rica. He could be our mascot!! We could love him and pet him and name him George!! (Or Jorge)
Apparently, they itch a lot. So yeah, good thing they’ve got those large economy sized claws or talons or whatever they are.
How come something with claws that big and deadly looking be so damn cute?
It loads too slowly for me…is that ironic?
What are they like as pets? Anyone know?
They take three days to fetch the ball.
Cute.
Ever see a sloth get eaten by a predator ? Not suprisingly they don’t even flinch or resist.
Sorry for the buzz kill continue on…
One of my favorite trivia facts is that ground sloths are not totally extinct. The big ones of the Pleistocene are, of course. But there were four lineages of ground sloth, plus the arboreal Bradypodidae, the so-called three-toed tree sloths. The so-called two–toed sloths of genus Choloepus (which have three toes on their hind feet but only two fingers on their forefeet; count the claws) are in general lighter-colored, larger, more active, and spend more time on the ground than the Bradypus species. But the fun part of this is that they’re survivors of the family of ground sloths Megalonychidae, originally named by Thomas Jefferson, that have survived by taking on a tree-living habitat. (Jefferson instructed Lewis and Clark to keep an eye out for surviving Megalonyx out West. He didn’t realize their surviving relatives were all down in Central and South America.)
Back in the day, the Denver Zoo had the sloths at one end of the primate house, sharing a cage with some kind of monkey. (Squirrel monkeys? Don’t quote me.) The sloths liked to hang off this heavy-duty chicken wire strung across the top. Every once in a while, you’d see one of the monkeys manage to get on top of the wire and attempt to pry the sloths loose. I guess it amused the monkeys, and it certainly amused me.