I’m going to assume your attention span is as non-existent as mine is today.
Wait, what are we talking about again?
Right. Almost a week later I still can’t stop watching this. I need an intervention. Help me.
And then, can you buy me one of these? Reginald needs a friend.
And then, can you recommend a rug cleaner? Lucy keeps dragging her ass across it after she uses the litter box. I wonder if tiny giraffes do that. Hell, can you litter train tiny giraffes?
Apparently so. From the website www.petitelapgiraffe.com:
Petite Lap Giraffes are very funny animal that require special care. They need lots of love. Hugs and kisses every day. Otherwise they make tears.
If you have children, petite lap giraffes no problem. If child is loud, the giraffe will be shy, but does not bite. PLG’s are very clean. With training they will go in box like cats. Allergies never a problem.
Size: adult is 76 centimeters, baby is 15 centimeters tall. Weight is 4.5kg unless the giraffe is fat cow then 5.44kg
Diet: distilled water and bonsai tree leaves
Health problems: none. They are the best.
Gestation: 420 days
Living conditions: PLG’s love being indoors in filtered air conditioning. If they can listen to music of Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov it is dream.
Grooming: a bubble bath once a week with purified water is all they need.
In other news, I have a new theory on that whole cat people vs dog people thing. I don’t think it was anything to do with a preference for the specific animals. I think it’s all a bunch of shit. Literally.
So my friend Danielle has a dog, but the dog is lonely. So she’s thinking about getting another pet. I, of course, suggested a cat. Her response?
“I just can’t fathom scooping a litter box.”
“But you have no problem wrapping your hand around hot, steaming poop with only a thin layer of plastic between it and your naked, porous skin?” I countered.
So yeah, I think it’s all about our personal preference for dealing with feces.
And then in other news… *forehead crashes to desk*