Babies make me happy, and that is worth gold in these trying times.   I like looking at their  big eyes and rounded shapes.  Giraffes awkward looking children, their joints and bones look rubbery.  How could something so odd be put together like this?  Their little horns are bent to the side for a little while after birth, still soft and sweet.  It’s hard to imagine the boys will one day they will use them to help display their power and strength. They fight fair and are usually refereed  by an older guy, making sure the boys don’t get out of hand.  Apparently  a lot of male giraffes are homosexual, too, and many end up mating after fighting, sort of Brokeback Mountain style.  But I digress.