By now, we’ve seen lots of wombats, and most of the time we’ve seen them running around like furry battering rams — tough little tanks with endless energy. But even a tank runs out of gas eventually, and when that happens it’s good to have a place to crash, like the leg of your caregiver, putting him out of commission too.
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I volunteer to serve as a cozy spot to nap for wombats in need!
That is very unselfish of you.
I bet he doesn’t mind the break.
Sweet sweepy wombat! I too volunteer as your pillow.