I have seen plenty of sloths in this country, up in trees, crossing the road, coming down trees, but never have I had one come to the house.
I grabbed my camera and spent the next 2 hours watching him trying to make his way up the steps.
He did not seem at all bothered by us so we figured we would just watch and see where he wanted to go.
He finally made it up onto the steps, it was nap time. He took a 2 hour nap right there on the step.
Luna, our resident cat needed to go check things out for herself.
Finally he woke up and worked his way up the steps to the railing. He wrapped himself around it and took a nap.
At this point we were trying to decide if we should move him. But first you should ask him if he like to be moved.
We were told that you just grab him by the back like a cat and carry him to a tree. Never having touched a sloth before we were still a little unsure. Just look at these claws.
After a bit & some wine George decided to give it a go, but the sloth was having none of it.
After a while he went back to sleep and we left for dinner.
We were excited to come home to see if he was still there. Sure enough he was right where we left him. Guess he was spending the night.
The next morning he was sound asleep right on the porch. still. We had breakfast and went off to the beach.
Noon we thought maybe we should go check on him. As we got to the porch he was gone or so I thought until I walked around the table and there he was. He had moved from the rail and was now in the kitchen about to enter the bedroom.
This time around instead of picking him up we got the broom.
It worked perfectly and we relocated him to a tree near the house.
We did not see him for a few days and then spotted him in a tree close by.
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