The Slow Loris


I first laid eyes on a slow loris at London zoo several years ago. He (could’ve been a she for all I know) was steadily moving through the branches in his enclosure, stretching out his tiny five fingered hand to grasp the leafy twig in front of him.¬†I was fascinated because I had never seen this¬†adorable, and slightly odd, looking animal before. I stood there watching it for about half an hour before my mum came to find me to drag me away… Continue reading