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Here's one of
the Small-clawed Otter pups.
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They're getting
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They are the smallest,
most vocal, most social and most terrestrial of the world's 13 otters. |
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I stopped to say hello to Hubert,
father of the lion cubs. |
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'Ahhhhhh-haaaaaa-haaaaa...' |
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'Eeeeee-yahhhhhh-awwwwwww-ehhhhhhhhh...' |
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'Rawrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr' Okay. I'm all finished now! |
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A bunch of lion
cubs rolled around on the top of a grassy mound. |
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Wow! Look at one
of the male cubs! His mane is beginning to sprout. Puberty! |
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Just hanging out
in the sunshine. Ahhhhh, life is good. |
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Hey, slackers!
Anyone want to come and play ball? |
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The second male
is the first to head over to the ball area. He too appears to have hit
puberty. |
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