Lesser Tanzanian Bushbaby by Hilltoppoo Someone from the countryside was selling a young bushbaby in a corner of Dar-es-Salaam market. Mom was smitten and bought it. We were surprised: "Let's see this creature, sweet enough to melt Mom's resolve." "Look." she said, and in her palm sat a grey furry ball with a delicate nose, pointed ears and a long tail. Mom held her arm out and the bundle sat up and, rocking slightly, walked up to her shoulders. The bushbaby clutched at Mom's hair with tapering fingers, swung around and planted its feet in the nape of her neck, riding her like a jockey - tail in the air. "It's been doing this all the way home," said Mom smiling. Now the bushbaby climbed up onto Mom's head, leaned over, grabbed the thick frame of her glasses and swung down to stand on her nose. It looked around at all of us for a moment. Mom laughed, we joined in and the bushbaby lost its footing, dangled and fell to the ground. The b...
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