Shortly after Nick and I started dating, we made plans to visit the Roger Williams Park Zoo. He’s always loved animals, whereas I’ve always been a little whatever. (This was after a feral cat specifically chose the underside of my car as its final resting place… but years before I met Clark. I think that timeline goes a long way in explaining my ambivalence towards non-humans.) I think I was…
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Today: It’s me or the sloth.
When my sister was born, I thought she looked like a complete sloth. I had done extensive research on the species, as only an almost three-year-old could: I read scanned pictures in a book called Zoo Babies. Looking back, she takes offense to this comparison. …