You must have quite the blow dryer, loris! Your locks are so full and bouncy!
I mean, it's your call really, Mr. Coendou. You strike me as a very brave squee animal, so maybe looking down from a great height won't faze your psyche at all!
I'd like a bouquet for my kitchen table.
Baby porcupine, how did you get up there? Come on down, it's time for dinner.