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If I were an animal, I'd wanna be a beaver.

I'm going to call this little fur ball Buster!

Guess what, Emma? He already had teeth when he was born.

His fur looks so soft.

But it isn't thick enough to go swimming yet,

that's why kits stay in the lodge for their first month.

Look, Tim. There's two more babies.

Yup, but Buster's the most awake of the bunch.

That's because he's the hungriest, he wants some milk.

His flat little tail keeps getting in the way.

Go, Buster! Push on momma's belly to make her milk come out.

What's he doing up so late?

Father Beaver likes working at night.

Little Buster trims the little branches.

His dad cuts down trees when there's no wind.

That way, he doesn't have a trunk landing on his head.

That's pretty clever.

All right.

It's time to take these branches and set up a dam.

Aw, the beaver kids are giving their daddy a hand.

Buster takes his mission seriously. He does every job he can.

He swims so fast!

Thanks to his tail and webbed paws.

Come on, Buster! You can do it!

Or not.

He'll go back to the lodge.

It's easier to get in and it's well-hidden.

He could use a hair dryer.

Actually, his fur is waterproof.

Wow! It's really coming along!

If I were a beaver, I'd build the biggest dams.

Buster's grown so much in 18 months.

Hm, yep. And now, it's his job to make sure the dam is solid.

Let's go take a look.

He checks the foundation underwater.

And at the surface, he makes sure that everything's A-okay.

Did you see that?

He swims with his hind paws and works with his front ones.

He's so talented!

And don't forget his big teeth for chewing wood.

Wow! Our Buster's so strong!

Mission accomplished.

- Time to wash off.

He's rubbing oil on his fur to make it waterproof.

Bye, Buster!

If I were an animal, I'd wanna be an arctic fox.

Father fox is back from the hunt.

He's bringing food to his mate.

Aww, they have babies.

They're still nursing.

But their mom is making them try some meat, too.

I'm going to call this one, Olof.

Hey! He's keeping that meat all to himself.

What a troublemaker.

Mm, yummy.

"Now, now. You have to learn how to share, Olof."

His siblings prefer milk anyway.

Mm-hm.

Why is Olof waiting for his mama?

They're moving.

She's taking her fox pups one a time. Olof is the last one.

- There she is.

"I'm coming, Mom!"

He's hungry.

He can nurse later. His siblings are waiting.

There's the welcoming committee.

What a nice new den.

And they even have space to do somersaults.

Looks like it's time for recess.

By playing together, they grow stronger and faster.

It's like Olof has springs on his paws.

He's practicing pouncing on his prey.

Hey, Tim. Their fur looks different.

That's normal. It gets thicker in the winter.

If I were an arctic fox, I'd get a new coat every season.

Mm?

That's Olof? I never would've guessed.

You can thank nature for that. Now he's white as snow.

- What's he doing? - He's hunting.

But he's having trouble smelling and hearing because of the wind.

Good thing he also has great eyesight.

Worst case, he can dig up his reserves from the summer.

Brr. He must be cold.

He'll be fine.

He has a short nose, so it won't freeze at the tip.

And he uses his tail as a blanket.

Olof has a friend.

They are a great duo. Olof eats the bear's leftovers.

And the bear gets a new buddy.

"Can you do this?"

"Nope. But I can do somersaults."

- See you later, bear.

I guess it's not so lonely at the North Pole after all.

Goodbye, Olof. Have fun.

If I were an animal, I'd wanna be a farm animal.

You could be a chicken,

but you'd have to get used to sleeping standing up.

Or maybe you could be a newborn piglet.

I think I'd be this cat

because she gets to explore the whole farm.

She is curious just like you.

If not, I'd be a foal.

Look, Emma. His mother is showing him how to stand.

First, sit up straight.

Then, push off with your hooves.

Wow.

Aww.

Good job. You did it!

Piglets drink milk often because they have small stomachs.

Hold on, little pigs.

Is there a room for everyone?

Yup. In fact, they always feed at the same teat.

What a cute calf.

All that licking's gotta tickle.

This is how his mother dries him off.

And gets rid of those pesky flies.

Mm. I wonder if there's any milk in here.

Just an echo. And cats don't like that sound at all.

The geese and turkeys don't want the piglets in their space.

"Fine. We'll go for a walk."

He's pretty fast.

Pigs can run up to 25 miles per hour.

And they know how to swim.

The cow family is going for a stroll, too.

Hello, cousins.

See how wild boars and pigs look alike?

They have the same nose and the same silly tail.

Only their colors are different.

She's not very friendly.

Everybody run!

The hen is sitting on her eggs.

Oh, the chick wants to come out.

You've done the hard part. So Mom will help you out a bit.

What a cutie.

Hm? Ah!

The nest is pretty high up. How do the chicks come down?

They have to jump! They'll learn by watching their mom.

This gander's bossy.

"Keep moving, storks."

There's food everywhere on the farm.

Maybe not everywhere.

Mother hen is calling her chicks and showing them where to peck for food.

This little calf found a friend.

That's a piglet?

He's so big now.

No way! He's even eating the chicken seeds.

What a pig.

I guess it's time for a nap.

See you later, farm animals.

If I were an animal, I'd wanna be a zebra!

I'm going to call him Ziggy. Oopsie.

Ten minutes old and he's already standing up.

Come on, let's go.

Ziggy is tripping over his own legs.

Look how many there are.

How does he spot his mama?

By her stripes. Each zebra has a different design.

I bet that's his daddy.

You're right.

He looks like a horse wearing pajamas.

Oh, who are those cute little guys?

They're called bat-eared foxes.

That's a funny name.

Zebra's live with wildebeest, antelopes...

And giraffes, too.

Hello, up there!

Zebras are the only animals out here that are black and white.

As Ziggy gets bigger, his stripes will, too.

He's so silly.

Today's a big day.

Every year, zebras go on a trip during the dry season.

They're looking for greener grass and fresh water.

They're walking in a straight line.

Whoo-hoo.

They're going to have to cross this river.

Oh! There's a current! That's it, Ziggy! Go!

They're walking to the same beat.

It's like they're dancing with their heads.

Elephants look so huge when you're a baby zebra.

They wash up with the help of someone they love.

Like a friend or their mom.

If I were a zebra, I'd be proud of my stripes.

Looks like Ziggy is thirsty.

Do you know why his mother is telling him to go deeper?

It's because that's where the water's cleanest.

Meanwhile, his father is on lookout duty.

Ziggy just took a bath and he's already getting dirty.

Actually, this helps him dry off and get rid of bugs.

"Ah, that feels better."

Ziggy runs so fast now that he's four.

Uh-oh.

His ears are perked up and he's on the lookout.

He knows there's danger.

"Hey! Leave us alone!"

Thanks to him. The heard is safe.

Good job, Ziggy!