My mother, who was visiting, and I went to look around the local toy store – one of those small, floor-to-ceiling kind of neighborhood toy stores, run by a very eccentric man who appears to love stuffed animals and pirates.
I commented that it would be hilarious if some day I could find a stuffed lemur for Ivan. My mother looked at me, and then marched up to the store owner at the front counter.
Mom: Do you carry stuffed lemurs?
Store Owner: Of course. I always make sure I order plenty of lemurs when I re-stock.
Behold, Lulu the Lemur:

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