I am not ashamed to admit that I wept openly at this. The tiny batling! The completely unfair emotionally manipulative soundtrack! The fact that I haven’t had my coffee yet!
Honestly, is there a reason that conservation groups try to raise money and support in any way BESIDES releasing videos of rescued baby animals? I would probably watch a video of a rescued baby nematode and get misty. Especially if it had a little security blanket in its mouth.
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