I SHOULD EAT LIKE THE SLOTH

At the work-camping facility where we're working (in addition to both our outside jobs, Steve as an RV repairman and me at the daycare center), there are exotic pets. Several days a week, it's my job to feed them.

I wish I'd already taken pictures of them, but I haven't yet. I'll have to lift some from the internet.

We have a small herd of capybaras, including 3 babies less than a week old,

and, of all things, living in an atrium, a two-toed sloth (picture above.)

These critters are spoiled rotten.

The capy's, 3 males and 2 females are named Bob, Bob, Bob, Daisy, and Daisy. The new babies aren't named yet.

The sloth is named..... Her Majesty.

Twice a day, Her Majesty gets:

3 baby carrots, sliced in half lengthwise

1/2 apple, cut into thin strips

1/4 cucumber, cut into thin strips

1/4 zucchini, cut into thin strips

1/4 yellow squash, cut into thin strips

4-5 thin strips raw sweet potat0

2 thin strips acorn squash

2 thin strips pumpkin

2-3 thin strips hard pear

2 thin slices mango

If I would eat that twice a day, I'd be totally healthy and have no weight problem, I'm sure.

The capybaras get, divided among the 5 adults (the babies haven't been factored in yet, they're still nursing and the mom keeps them more or less sequestered from the herd, foraging):

One large bunch leaf lettuce

One large head cabbage

2 ears fresh corn (which I only buy for Steve and myself when it's 5/$1)

1 stalk broccoli

1.5 apples (the other half goes to a couple of dwarf goats)

1 carrot

Steve and I do not eat that well in terms of fresh produce.

We should. The other day, I thought, I like mangoes, and I never buy them because they're expensive. But that damned sloth gets them, and I decided, what the hell, I'm buying myself a mango. It was damn good, too.