I don’t think I’m brave enough to get a tattoo, but if I ever did want one this would be on the short list … Check them all out!
My first sloth book, Sleepyhead Sloth! Such a cute little picture book! Get it here.
There’s sloth and sled and slush and sleek. There’s slug and slide and slap and sleep.There’s slip and slope and slug and sly. There’s slice and slow and slink, oh my!
David Attenborough is one of my heroes. I’ve always loved his work, his voice, his mannerisms, his wonderful way of looking at life. I was given his autobiography, “Life Stories” (hardcover or audiobook), as a present and was delighted to find that his first chapter was dedicated to his favourite animal, the sloth.
Clip from The Life of Mammals.
The author of the book, Yann Martel, is fascinated by sloths, and this is reflected in his writing.
Sometimes I got my majors mixed up. A number of my fellow religious-studies students – muddled agnostics who didn’t know which way was up, who were in the thrall of reason, that fool’s gold for the bright – reminded me of the three-toed sloth; and the three-toed sloth, such a beautiful example of the miracle of life, reminded me of God.
Words… cannot describe… the utter cuteness of a baby sloth handing out hibiscus flowers.
This is my very special friend, Doza Sloth. He was my first sloth, and so out of all of them he is the one that comes with me on holiday, the one who is allowed “sleepovers” in my bedroom (trust me, if they were all there I’d have to kick the boy out), and the only one to have his own Facebook account. He is a very easy going guy; as his name suggests he is often dozing but likes to have adventures sometimes too. Doza is not naughty, but he can sometimes be a bit cheeky! He likes to dance, and to cuddle, and to lounge around like “Hey, what’s goin’ on guys?”. He is a top bloke and a loving SNAG, and I love him to bits.
Well, this is my first ever blog post. My ever-enduring boyfriend has set this all up for me, so hopefully I can figure out how everything works!
On the surface, I’m a fairly easy-going girl in her mid-twenties, currently doing a PhD, I like baking and girly things and curling up with a glass of wine to watch a movie.
But ever since I was about 13-14, I’ve had this weird obsession with SLOTHS. I have no idea how it started, or why I got so hooked, but I simply cannot get enough of these adorable creatures! For a long time, I was alone; most people I spoke to didn’t even know what they were, and simply looked at me weird. But recently, it seems that more and more people are realising the beauty that is the slow and steady nature of the sloth.
I liked them before they were cool.