I owe you a T-shirt. I’m sorry. It’s tough being both a perfectionist and a procrastinator, terribly difficult to get things done.
Anyway tenrecs get all over the internet now and then, lately now–over at Zooillogix. Far be it from me not to keep a good thing going, so why don’t we drop a little Afrothere roll call huh?
Check. [them’s Little spikez, Big spikez, Fatty, and Uptown Streaky for those of you keeping track at home]
“Spitzmaus” (German for shrew) works out literally to “sharp mouse,” which is wholly badical. But you already knew that. Anyway to paraphrase Voltaire, hermano here is neither an elephant, nor a shrew. Nor a sharp mouse.
Word is bond. But not a really a mole. uh, okay. Hyraces?
Yikes. Nice grill yo. Moving right along…
Hey, did you hear the one about the bipedal pangolin? Damnit, there’s no time! Stay focused…
Okay, okay, uh who have we got left?
Well, dudelet I hate to break this to you, but you’re fired. I mean, extinct. But whatever, you’ll do.
Alright, I know I’m forgetting someone here. Think, think…
Nicked this one from Crappy Taxidermy which turns out to be the best thing going on the world wide web these days. You really ought to check it out.
Well, I suppose that wraps things up here. Pax.
DISCLAIMER: No animals weren’t not not harmed in the making of this blog post.