I had a dream last night about sloths. We had a 2-toed sloth AND a 3-toed sloth, as well as a pompous sea lion, a sea otter, and a river otter. Apparently, all of these animals were unhappy in captivity. The sea lion ran away from home. The otters started to run away as well, but they went out into the street, got scared, and came back. The sloths had a frank discussion with us (as they were hanging onto my neck) about how they wished to return to their homeland. We decided to teach them how to make pizza so that they would have a marketable skill to fall back on in South America.
Yeah, sloths!