Which perhaps doesn't go for the idea coming up, which was triggered by someone else - I can't now remember why - mentioning sloths. It reminded me of something I'd read not long ago in the Economist
Moths and Sloths
Imagine teachers and parents working together on a script, with especial appeal to little boys, and costumes, for a performance such as London Bubble did with the Holy Trinity School last year.
The story starts in the Costa Rican jungle as a male three toed sloth, looking very gruesome
slowly descends a tree, and starts to poo. But before anything emerges, even greater excitement - a coyote emerges from the nearby bushes and savages him to death. The coyote departs, following which several pregnant female moths emerge from the dead sloth's fur, and fly away in distress. (Their costumes may be recycled from Nativity play angels) Then, as if to comment on his cousin's folly, a two toed sloth, seen in another tree, lets his poo fall safely to the ground. Enter the Zoologist, perhaps bearing a passing resemblance to David Attenborough,
and asks the audience why on earth was the three toed sloth so silly? Some ad libbing, perhaps steered by another character, the Student.
There's no immediate answer to the mystery, but before too long the moths return and say why they are so sad - they'd been hoping to lay their eggs in the three toed sloth's poo - so easy to find, just hopping out of the fur, so much nicer than two toed sloth poo. Then another three toed sloth, female is seen up a tree, who joins in saying how she is sorry, not just because her mate has died, and the father of the baby sloth she is expecting, but she's sorry for the moths too, because she always feels sooo much better with lots of moths in her fur ...
The Zooloogist then shows the audience a microscope - in fact the sort of fabric tube you can crawl through, and which takes the audience to another part of the Green, but decorated as a microscope so that the scene change implies a massive change of scale, in fact a close up of the sloth's fur, green & slimey with moths crawling around, but also one moth that has died. Creeping up on the dead moth appear the filaments of a fungus, and shortly behind them some very small greenish algae living on the fungi. Eventually a large tongue appears, but with the recognisable voice of the surviving sloth, wiping away the dead moth, the fungi and algae, and saying "that tastes goood"
Return to the Zoologoist talking to the audience, with the Student to provide steers. What on earth is this all about? Does it say anything about the mystery?
Final scene - surviving three toed sloth is arguing with her two toed cousin, who's now looking a bit sad, saying how hungry he is. She retorts that he needs to be nicer to his moths, how can he hope to get a a nice healthy mouthful when he licks his fur if he doesn't help them lay their eggs? She's getting over losing the father of her baby, of which she is very proud - and she hopes he'll grow up to be brave enough to go down to the ground, where all good sloths go to poo, and help those nice helpful moths.
OK - there are some morals to the story, but let's leave it there for the time being.