“You can have any pet you want as long as it doesn’t need to be walked or bathed or fed.” Our heroine’s mom probably regrets telling this to her daughter but it’s too late now. Tongue planted firmly in cheek, the sublime and subversive Jenny Offill pairs with first timer Chris Appelhans to give us a subdued but strangely content little tale about that most classic of all friendships: a girl and her sloth. When you say “sloth” to the average person on the street, they don’t instantly think of a famous one. Otto Seibold, A Little Book of Sloth by Lucy Cooke, or even Slowly Slowly Slowly, Said the Sloth by Eric Carle, but unlike other animals there is no great slothian icon.
Sure you’ll get the occasional Lost Sloth by J. Perhaps it is because of this that we don’t see them starring in too many picture books for kids. Had I an Oxford English Dictionary on hand I’d be mighty interested to learn whether or not the term “sloth” as in “a habitual disinclination to exertion” was inspired by the tropical, slow-moving animal or if it was the other way around. Few people spend time contemplating their heroic qualities and distinguished countenances. Schwartz & Wade (an imprint of Random House)
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