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Friday pudublogging: Neither Deer Nor Mouse Edition

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Friday, 02 June 2006

From alert reader ~~Steve~~ Scott, this fine little fellow from the Singapore Zoo:

Singapore Mouse Deer

This is a Mouse Deer (also known as a Chevrotain, which I believe is also a kind of small car), a teeny little guy that usually weighs about four pounds and is only as long as your arm south of the elbow.

I saw a few of these myself in Kuala Lumpur. In a zoo, I mean. Not just running around loose through the city in vast, curious herds, cornering through traffic with their tiny little trotters, scratching against things with their snaggleteeth, sticking their snouts into any fine-smelling item, and running like hell from people's chihuahuas. Although that would be fun to see.

I believe this particular fellow is a Lesser Mouse Deer. But don't say anything. He probably has enough self-esteem problems as it is.

Incidentally, the Mouse Deer is actually neither deer nor mouse.

If this seems confusing, consider the woodpecker.

(And if that amuses you, it's actually one of about 800 little jokes buried in the new book, which you might like. Have I mentioned there's a new book? Because there's a new book.)

UPDATE: in my culture, calling someone a "Steve" is a very high compliment indeed. But the guy's actual name is "Scott." And my actual name is Sloppy McRushdork.

Ahem.

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