What's better than a sloth?

Answer: A baby sloth. As I mentioned yesterday, we managed to see two sloths sleeping in a tree almost next to our cabin. We also heard that there was an orphaned 6-week old sloth living almost next door, and were just dying to see it. But how to approach the retired German lady caring for the sloth in her own home? We didn't want to be rude and intruding, but we just had to get a look.

The problem was solved when Lina got a glimpse of the lady sitting on her porch, and boldly marched to her and asked if she would be so kind and show us her hairy companion. She quite happily agreed, and we were allowed to tiptoe into her living room where a baby sloth was indeed sleeping in a large crib.

This already fulfilled our wildest dreams: a live sloth snoozing just half a meter away! But the woman seemed to somehow like us, and said that if we got up early enough in the morning we could see her take the sloth out to the garden. We agreed to meet at 6 AM to see the creature awake.

It gets light just a few minutes to six here, and as we peeked out from the cabin we saw that she was already out in the garden. What else can I say? Just look at the photos and see that pink nose (snout?), the long nails and the fluffy fur. As they say in the Lonely Planet book: it's an irrefutable fact that there's nothing cuter than a baby sloth.