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Sloths ENdangered or IN Danger?

Sam Trull — Sun, 06 Nov 2016 20:14:35 +0000

In addition, underlying diseases and abilities to adjust to an ever changing world go un-detected without targeted research initiatives. There are active steps we can take towards creating a safer, healthier and happier future for wild sloths in Costa Rica. But first we need to learn, what makes a healthy sloth? What factors affect the health of individual sloths and sloth populations? In order to truly tackle these questions, we recently completed the build of Monster’s WiSH (Wild Sloth Health) lab.

A question I get asked often is “Are sloths endangered?”. While the sloths of Costa Rica may not be categorized as ENdangered, they are still very much IN danger. Every day critical habitat is destroyed and sloths are injured by human encroachment. They can’t run across roads, jump through gaps in the forest or fend off dogs. In addition, underlying diseases and abilities to adjust to an ever changing world go un-detected without targeted research initiatives. There are active steps we can take towards creating a safer, healthier and happier future for wild sloths in Costa Rica. But first we need to learn, what makes a healthy sloth? What factors affect the health of individual sloths and sloth populations? In order to truly tackle these questions, we recently completed the build of Monster’s WiSH (Wild Sloth Health) lab.

As a part of our research, we take various samples from the wild sloths that we are tracking so that we can monitor different health parameters to get an overall picture of the quality of life of certain sloth individuals and ultimately populations of sloths. Everything from weight, body measurements, feces, blood, hair, photos and more can be collected non-invasively to help us paint a clearer picture about baseline sloth health and what factors affect that baseline. With this lab space, we will be able to collect comprehensive knowledge about common sloth diseases in wild populations. We aim to not only investigate the baseline health of ‘normal’ sloth populations, but also correlate this information with habitat quality so that we can make recommendations on how to better develop human encroached areas to improve the health and quality of life for wild sloth populations in Costa Rica before it is too late. This lab is an instrumental part of our ever growing WiSH program providing our team a perfect environment to work, collect, store and analyze samples. In addition, this lab is a space where we can invite visiting researchers to collaborate on important conservation research that will save sloth lives.

We are so grateful to our incredible community of supporters that made Monster’s WiSH lab a dream come true to help us avoid sloths becoming endangered. We look forward to sharing our educational journey as we work every day to save the sloths that we all love.

– By Sam Trull

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Make a Difference, TSI’s Elementary School Sloth Challenge kickoff begins!

Sam Trull — Mon, 03 Oct 2016 02:10:29 +0000

Jane Goodall says, “What you do makes a difference and you have to decide what kind of difference you want to make”. Teachers of the world make a difference each and every day by inspiring our young. One of our three missions at The Sloth Institute Costa Rica is Education; through education we hope to assure the well-being of sloths not only here in Costa Rica but on this planet. And by helping the sloth, we help preserve trees and the forest; for without a tree or the forest, not only would sloths become endangered but so will many other species of animals.

We are thrilled to have so many teachers signed up to participate in our 2016 Elementary School Sloth Challenge when we celebrate International Sloth Day the entire month of October. Inspired by Ms. Yang’s 1st grade class at West Point Elementary, The Sloth Institute through the many teachers who have signed up to participate, hopes to help inspire and educate young children about wildlife conservation. By educating our young about the importance of conservation of wildlife and the forests, we help ensure that our planet will be preserved in the future. Help us celebrate by sharing this with all the teachers you know. Teachers who have signed up will be receiving Sloth/Wildlife Information (Sloth Facts, How to be a Responsible Sloth Tourist, Why Taking Sloth Selfies is not a Good Idea and Why it’s Important not to Support the Pet Trade) throughout the month to share with their classrooms. You can still sign up as late as 5pm PST on October 3rd.

Here is the schedule for the month:

Week 1 Lesson:
Sloth Facts; Activity: Sloth Coloring Page or an activity of the teachers choosing

Week 2 Lesson:
Being a Responsible Sloth/Wildlife Tourist; Activity: The Pledge (stay tuned for more information on The Pledge!)

Week 3 Lesson:
Why Taking Sloth (or any other wildlife) Selfies is not a Good Idea; Activity: Discuss ideas on how to enjoy the wildlife without disturbing them

Week 4 Lesson:
Why the Pet Trade is So Bad; Activity: Come up with an anti-pet trade slogan and drawing (this can be submitted for a chance to win a 15 minute Skype session with Sam).

Thank you for your support and for teaching our young ones. And don’t forget, make a difference! #slothlove

Illustration by Autumn Ashley

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The Value of a Tree and a Sloth named Milena

Sam Trull — Thu, 21 Apr 2016 16:03:21 +0000

When I was an elementary school child, I used to plant acorns. One by one I would dig out little tiny holes in the ground, drop in the acorn, cover them up and keep them watered. I would check on them every day. When they first started sprouting I was SO proud. As they continued to get a little bigger I kept an obsessive watch. I would play near them every afternoon just to be with them. In fact, I remember taking my little tiny toy cars (no gender stereotypes here!) outside and I would drive them around the small saplings as if they were giant redwoods.

I knew those skinny little green beings would grow up to be big tall trees one day. I remember thinking that I would need to replant them somewhere with more space once they were big enough…I used to daydream about the spots were they would eventually live. They deserved lots of room for their leaves, roots and eventually…their own little acorns. I visualized the birds that would perch on their branches, the woodpeckers that would pound on their trunks. Even at that very young age I understood the value of a tree.

One day while I was playing in a different part of the yard, a neighborhood friend came over to see my sister. She brought with her a younger sister, a toddler, complete with random bursts of energy and that zig zag pattern while running that seems to only make sense to very small children. At first I didn’t really think much about their visit…I was minding my own business conducting my very important play activity (I think I might have been drawing on the sidewalk with chalk or something) but then I saw her….she was walking around with no apparent purpose and getting dangerously close to my little green babies! My heart started racing, I dropped my chalk, stood up and just as I was starting to charge over she did the unthinkable. Her little tiny toddler feet stepped on my precious herd of acorn saplings! Like the giant marshmallow man in the original Ghostbuster movies she smashed around smiling, pounding her feet while giggling, seemingly oblivious to the damage she was causing below. I’m not exactly sure what I did next. But I was very angry and I was crying and I’m pretty positive I never spoke to her or her sister again. Obviously this little girl was a toddler…a child…looking back I realize she didn’t understand that what she was doing was wrong or the devastating affect it would have on me. She didn’t mean to kill my acorn babies….but the result was the same. Their lives were over and I never tried to plant anymore acorns.

Fast forward to last year when I met a sloth named Milena.

She arrived at the rescue center where I worked with a day old baby attached to her belly. She had just given birth at a dog and cat vet clinic after having been knocked out of a tree. The tree she was living in had literally been…cut…down…with her still in it! The people who cut the tree down didn’t intend to hurt Milena that day…they didn’t intend to break her arm….they didn’t intend to cause premature labor for her unborn baby…in fact they are the ones who took her to the vet clinic, having realized their mistake and hoping to help her. They didn’t intend to hurt any sloths that day…they just wanted to cut down a tree.

Milena had a presence about her…she commanded respect. She was a wild, gorgeous creature that was happy to mind her business so long as you minded yours as well. She had her baby and she was so good with him, even with only one working arm…she would hold him in place while he tried to nurse, she shared leaves with him and nuzzled his little face. When it was time to rest she would curl up around him keeping him warm and protected. She was his world and she wasn’t going to stop being his mom just because her world was drastically altered. After a series of x-rays we realized that she was going to need surgery to have any chance of healing her broken arm and returning to the wild with her baby following behind. Driving her to San Jose for surgery was no easy task. Maneuvering through that crazy traffic is stressful enough alone, but when you’re caring precious cargo it makes you want to yell out the window at everyone whizzing past, “Be careful! Don’t you dare hit me!” I now understand the motivation behind the creation of those “baby on board” signs.

Luckily her surgery was a success and we were even able to keep the baby on her for the entire procedure so that they were never separated.

In the first few weeks post surgery we were very hopeful. Things were looking up for Milena and her baby. It was a lot of hard work and sleepless nights. I was having to supplement the baby with goats milk because he wasn’t gaining weight on his own with just Milena’s milk. It was hardly a surprise considering everything they had both been through. I was even starting to gain Milena’s trust. She would let me hold her to take her outside for bathroom visits, take her baby for feedings and bring him back….she even started to enjoy me grooming her and helping to remove extra ear wax!

Don’t get me wrong…she was a WILD animal and if given the chance she would have climbed up into the forest canopy without even looking back. But she made the best out of a terrible situation and during the process we both made a new friend. She knew the difference between me and other people. When I walked up to her and said hello, she looked over for me like she knew I was bringing her a special treat. Her favorite food, young cinnamon leaves, were almost always in my hand and I used to love watching her frantically try to get them in her open mouth…like she had never eaten before and she was starving…basically the same face I make while eating nachos.

Eventually her baby passed away. This whole ordeal was too much on his tiny little body and he was surely born with complications like unhealthy/underdeveloped lungs. Losing him was tough…seeing them together was SO amazing, probably some of the most beautiful moments I will ever witness…were their interactions together. I was worried Milena would be depressed, so I never let her forget that she still had me and that we would keep fighting until her arm was healed and she was back out into the forest. I was so determined that she was going to be free again one day…able to make more babies. But strangely…her arm wasn’t healing. It had been three months since her surgery and her arm was still painful and the X-rays showed the bone was not making enough progress. Finally through some research and comparison with human studies, we realized that her body was rejecting the metal pins placed during surgery. We pulled the pins out and tried applying a regular cast…going back to square one to see if conventional methods would heal the bone.

Immediately after pulling the pins she felt SO much better…this made me hopeful…maybe luck was finally on her side? She was more active and her arm was less swollen. However, after a few weeks with the regular cast, it became clear that she still wasn’t healing. X-rays showed that the damage to her bones was too severe and she was never going to completely heal. Unfortunately the only choice left was to amputate her arm. The day of her amputation surgery…I couldn’t even watch…I was too sad because I knew that this was the beginning of the end for her. How could she be released with only one arm? If she had to spend her life in captivity…there was no way she would survive…her spirit was too strong to be kept in a cage. I visited her every day after her surgery. Bringing her her favorite treats, taking her out to trees to see if she wanted to climb. I was clinging to any shred of possibility that maybe with a lot of help and patience she could learn to live in the wild with only one arm. I was never going to give up on her. But to be honest…she never seemed like herself after the amputation. She had been climbing without a functional arm for months…but now that that dead weight was gone she wasn’t climbing well at all. Her balance was off and she just seemed depressed. I think losing her arm was the final straw. She died two weeks after her amputation. I was with her…holding her head and rubbing her ears. I hope she knew how much I loved her.

Milena lost her home, her baby, her arm, her freedom, and ultimately her life…all because we as a society do not understand the value of a tree. Often, we don’t understand or appreciate the value of most things. Why is it as adults we often crash through life like a toddler, destroying things in our path without a consideration as to how it affects others? We should know better by now. We can do better.

I will never forget Milena the sloth or her baby…and the value of their lives…or the value of a tree. Join me in the fight against forest destruction. Share this story and help me remind people to think before they cut. #ThinkBeforeYouCut

By Sam Trull

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Natures Miracle Sloth, Monster’s story continues….by Sam Trull

Sam Trull — Sun, 14 Feb 2016 17:36:24 +0000

After watching the latest episode of “Nature’s Miracle Orphans” on the BBC, you may be wondering “Where is Monster, natures miracle sloth now?”

I am so proud to tell you that Monster is in the process of being released! She is living inside of a large (6x6x6 Meter) soft release cage with her friend Piper. She has been living in this release cage for the past few months getting acclimated to the weather, smells, sounds and food that she will be eating once free. Next week she will be fitted with her very own VHF tracking collar which will ensure that my Sloth Institute research assistants will be able to find her any time of day or night.

Research staff spend hours every single day collecting wild leaves for Monster and Piper to eat so that they know what to eat once outside and free. In about a month the door to her release cage will be opened so she is free to come and go as she pleases. She will be monitored 24/7 by my research staff who will be recording her behaviors, postures, height in canopy, tree species, size of tree etc. Simultaneously we are also monitoring wild three toed sloths at the release site around Monster’s age…so we have comparison data to know if Monster is behaving and eating like a wild three toed sloth….or if she has room for improvement! The wild data is crucial to be able to evaluate Monster’s progress through the process of her soft release.

Her release is considered “soft” because she is gradually getting used to the wild environment while we are still providing food and shelter if she needs it. This allows her to more naturally find her way around her new forest home while she learns where to find food and shelter…something her mother would have taught her had she not been orphaned. Luckily, having been born in the wild, she is still equipped with many natural instincts which will aid her in finding food and shelter and also staying invisible to predators. But if she needs help…we will be there for her!

This entire release project is not only for Monster…we also have her friend Piper (another three toed sloth) and two two-toed sloths (Ellen and Kermie) who are pioneering our long term post-release monitoring project with hand-raised sloth orphans. Eventually these methods will be used to help all of the other orphaned sloths reintegrate back into the wild as well as sloths at other rescue centers around the country. Long term monitoring is essential in determining not only the success of the release but also to learn more about the natural ecology of sloths in Manuel Antonio, Costa Rica and the problems they face because of habitat destruction and ultimately how we can prevent sloth babies from being orphaned in the future. The Sloth Institute was originally created to facilitate this dream release program and has now expanded into wild studies and educational programs to help teach the future generation how to save the forests for all wildlife, but especially sloths.

On a more personal note I am SO proud of Monster, natures amazing miracle sloth. She went from a tiny insecure 2 week old miracle orphan who cried herself to sleep, to a confident, 2 year old young sloth who loves nothing more than being high in the trees and searching for leaves to eat. She is gorgeous and she doesn’t need me anymore….which is one of the most bittersweet feelings….I miss the times we spent together in the nursery…but I am so grateful that she has made it this far and finally has that second chance to live a wild life that she so deserves. My dream for the past 2 years has been to see her released into the rainforest canopy. Now that her release is actually happening…my newest dream is to see her with her own baby one day…at that point I think I can actually exhale…knowing that my miracle baby girl has finally made it back home.

#slothlove #borntobewild

By Sam Trull

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Two orphaned hand raised sloths 1st step in their journey back home.. the big release, part 1.

Sam Trull — Mon, 21 Sep 2015 20:15:36 +0000

The time has come. Every time another sloth is rescued I make them a promise. For Kermie and Ellen.

I promised them that I would never stop trying to get them safely and responsibly released. Today we are fulfilling a HUGE part of that promise, what we are calling “the big release” and I couldn’t be more excited! A little over a year ago, together with Seda we founded The Sloth Institute (TSI).

Since origination, the exact vision of TSI has evolved based on resources and need but the main purpose has always been to increase knowledge and welfare for sloths. Our first project and goal has been to create an amazing release for the orphaned babies that I have spent the past three years of my life caring for. Seeing these tiny little creatures, recently orphaned, grow and learn is amazing…but then what? How do we get them back into the forest where they belong when they’ve learned most of what they know from humans? The answer is: we are not entirely sure…but what we are sure of…is that we have to try and that we will document every step of the way.

Today begins that process of returning Ellen and Kermie to the wild. They will be transferred to a large (6x6x6m) cage nestled in the beach front jungle of Tulemar’s maritime zone property located in Manuel Antonio, Costa Rica. While inside the cage Kermie and Ellen will have a chance to climb and explore while getting used to their new environment. After about a month or two, we will open the sloth sized door to the cage so that Ellen and Kermie are free to leave! They will still have access to the cage and food that we provide inside of the cage but they will finally get to decide if they want to be inside or not!

We hope, that over time they will gradually find more and more food and shelter outside of the cage and we can stop helping them…. but this will all be done at their pace and when they are ready. Additionally, both Ellen and Kermie are fitted with VHF tracking collars which will enable the TSI research team to track them no matter where they go in the jungle and ensure that they are ok and record their behaviors and food choices in the forest. While tracking Ellen and Kermie we will also take data on wild sloths in the same area to have a comparison of what Ellen and Kermie should be doing when outside of the cage.

As excited as I am for this next step for Ellen and Kermie…I am also very nervous. This could be a complete failure and they may never really learn how to live in the forest again. That is definitely my biggest fear and we truly have no idea how what will happen. The only thing I am sure of is that now they have a chance…and that we have literally done EVERYTHING we could possibly do to make it the best chance possible. Thank you to everyone who has helped and supported us along the way! Please stay tuned for more updates as we go on this journey with Ellen and Kermie and the big release! #thebigrelease #helpusgobackhome #slothlove

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The big sloth release; Tulemar, sloths and me

Sam Trull — Wed, 12 Aug 2015 11:49:56 +0000

Hello, I’d like to introduce myself! My name is Hannah, and I’m the newest member of The Sloth Institute research team! I’m here to make sure that Kermie and Ellen, two two-toed hand-raised orphaned sloths, have a successful release, which *fingers crossed* will be happening in about a month. Before that happens, we want to get to know the area a little bit more.

The area that Kermie and Ellen are lucky enough to call their new home is Tulemar, which is a beautiful resort near Manuel Antonio, a well-known national park in Costa Rica. I’ve been here in Tulemar for little over a week, and I am so excited for Kermie and Ellen to arrive! While staying at a resort sounds a bit luxurious (and trust me, some of it is! Our room is so nice!) it isn’t without a large dose of hard work. Part of my research is making sure that Tulemar is ready for the sloth release, which means finding out who Kermie and Ellen will be sharing their home with. And let me say that they have quite a few neighbors!

So far I’ve seen troops of white faced capuchin monkeys, squirrel monkeys, and howler monkeys (and I’ve had fun howling back at them), tons of hermit crabs scattering the beach (every step you take sends hermit crabs tumbling as they pull back inside their shell), lots of beautiful birds, a few intimidatingly large iguanas, and of course, sloths galore! Every day I walk through all of Tulemar, and there is a LOT of Tulemar to explore! Thirty three acres filled with beautiful bungalows, trails through maritime nature preserves, and an unfortunate abundance of steep hills. But apparently sloths love these thirty three acres-in one day, Tom and I found 14 sloths! And I’ve even seen a few mom-and baby couples! (While all those babies are adorable, they’ve got nothing on Monster and Chuck.)
When I’m not trekking the hills of Tulemar,

I’m helping guests find sloths, telling anyone who will listen how awesome sloths are, and watching sloth behavior to learn about how sloths behave in the wild. When it’s pouring rain (which happens quite often here in Costa Rica) you can find me at the computer working on cool gadgets for The Sloth Institute.

One of my most recent projects is an app that will not only connect people better to the work of The Sloth Institute, it will also help launch a very new exciting program we have been working on (more on this coming soon!) that will contribute to the education and conservation of the sloth population.

So with all of these projects to keep me busy, it might seem that I don’t have much time to enjoy the luxury of Tulemar, but believe me when I say that being able to see all these animals here makes up for it. Tulemar is a living example of how businesses can thrive will still allowing natural ecosystems to survive, and gives me hope as a conservationist that more businesses will see how successful this example is. I better stop before I begin a tangent about conservation, but I would like to end on a final note: I am very happy to join this team and can’t wait to see how our sloth release goes!

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Good Advice–why you shouldn’t handle wild sloths

Sam Trull — Mon, 09 Mar 2015 22:49:02 +0000

Teachable Moments….What would you do if you came across wild sloths?

At various times in my life I have worked as a teacher. Whether I was wowing students with the abilities of a spider monkey’s prehensile tail in Costa Rica or leading a trek in the Malagasy rainforest at night to search for aye-ayes…my favorite lessons were always those that occurred naturally through an experience we were all having together. Being able to relate a current situation to a really interesting fact usually results in better retention of that information. But also for the teacher, it’s a much more passionate way to express yourself…and in my opinion, a much more enjoyable way to teach.

Last week, I experienced a similar teachable moment when we received a phone call about a wild sloth in distress. A group of tourists staying in nearby Manuel Antonio had been approached by a neighbor’s gardener holding an adult three-toed sloth and he was asking if they wanted to take a picture with the sloth. Luckily, these tourists knew immediately that touching and holding wild animals is a bad idea and instead of saying yes, they said “No!” and also asked him to please put the wild sloth back in a tree. They kept an eye on the sloth for a while and started to get worried that his behavior wasn’t quite normal and that maybe he was sick. He also had a very strange “shaved part” on his back and looked like he was injured.

Once we received this call, we immediately jumped into action and went to see how we could help. Upon arrival the sloth seemed pretty normal…curled up in a ball sleeping in the top of a palm tree…but obviously I needed to get closer in order to assess his health status.

I climbed a ladder and went all the way to the top in order to be within reaching distance. Moving very slowly and staying very quiet I was able to see that his eyes, mouth, fur, and muscle tone were all normal. In addition I noticed that his stomach was empty meaning he had just successfully taken his once a week trip to the toilet. Gently coaxing him to show me his back I discovered, as I suspected, that the shaved and wounded looking part that worried the tourists was just his normal male patch. Male three toed sloths have a very distinguishable patch of fur on their backs that is much shorter, softer and orange/yellow colored with a black stripe down the middle. It makes sexual identification really easy in this species.

Happy to discover that he looked healthy and normal…I then started to look around to figure out if there was anything we could do to help him. What became very obvious as soon as I started to “think like a sloth” was that this male had no good way to get back to the trees that he could eat. He was stuck in a palm tree, surrounded by other palm trees, parking lots and houses. The good trees that he could eat and hide in were about 20 meters away. I know most of you might be thinking that 20 meters is nothing…but for a sloth, 20 meters is a big deal…especially if there is no easy climbing route. Sloths can’t jump, they can’t see very far away and they move slowly and deliberately. Each step uses up valuable calories that they can’t afford to waste. Wild sloths have survived for millions of years by being VERY good at efficient movements through the trees.

After a day of being handled and stressed out, I hated the idea of having to grab him again, but it became obvious that the best thing to do was get him back to where he was originally found…before he had been interrupted. Climbing the ladder again, this time with a towel in hand, I quickly grabbed the sloth, wrapped him in the towel and climbed back down the ladder.

A few minutes prior to grabbing him we asked the gardener where he had found him and we identified a beautiful water apple tree with ample hiding and climbing spots that connected to many other trees including a guarumo tree with many yummy leaves for him to eat. Carefully carrying him over to the water apple tree, I placed him on the trunk and he immediately rushed (sloth style) up into the canopy and didn’t even turn around to say goodbye. He was probably so grateful to be back somewhere that he felt safe and hidden again.

After ensuring the sloth’s safety and return to his territory we spoke to the gardener and explained why he shouldn’t touch a wild sloth again (unless in immediate danger) and how it is very stressful to be handled by people and can get them disoriented, lost and sick. We also chatted with the tourists who first reported the distressed wild sloth and I explained that the patch on his back was normal…and we thanked them for their help. Luckily this rescue was pretty easy and quick. There was no struggle and the sloth being helped was in good physical condition. But what was most important about this experience was the learning opportunity for this gardener, the tourists, business owners and any local people who may be reading. Through teachable moments like this, I’ve started to realize that our duty as wildlife rehabbers is not only to the wildlife that we rescue, but also to the community….we are educators and we have a chance to help make human lives better through education and by resolving human/wildlife encounters that no one is sure how to handle. Remember, leave the wild sloth handling to the experts and enjoy from afar.

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