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If I were an animal,

I'd wanna have a long neck and big hooves.

Like the giraffe!

Look, Emma. This one is just been born!

Aww. I'm going to call her Jessie.

Come on, Jessie, get up on those wobbly legs.

That's what her mom wants, too.

She's walking away to encourage her to stand on her own.

-Oops!

Knock, knock! Are you coming?

- You can see it all from up here.

Tim, there's another mama nearby.

It's handy being the tallest animal in the Savannah.

It lets you spot friends and foes, near and far.

Uh-oh.

Get out of here! Take a hike!

Good idea, mama.

There's nothing like a kiss to make things better.

Yeah, good job!

Wow! Jessie has big hooves for such a teeny giraffe.

Teeny? She's two meters tall!

Now that she can stand up,

Jessie can reach her mother's milk on her own.

Mama G is taller than the trees!

She's showing Jessie how to pick the good leaves.

Acacia leaves are the best.

They're full of water, so they're like a meal and a drink all in one.

Hey, it's rude to stick out your tongue.

Actually, that's her special tool for catching and chewing leaves.

Jessie, that's a silly face.

Nothing like a stroll after dinner.

Jessie is so full of energy.

She's running like she has ants in her pants.

Take a look at Jessie's drinking technique.

First, she spreads her legs,

then, she bends her knees.

And ta-da! Refreshing.

I guess it's hard to drink from the watering hole

when you're tall like a giraffe.

Oh, Jessie. If you try to race the ostriches...

You can't expect to win.

Ostriches run much, much faster than giraffes.

No one runs quite like Jessie and her mom.

If I were a giraffe, I'd love to live under my big hooves.

Uh-oh. There's a lioness nearby.

She's trying to be super sneaky.

But mama giraffe's spotted her. She knows what to do.

Exactly! She brings Jessie to the trees.

This is where the good hiding spots are.

Where are they?

Go on! Get out of here, lioness! You're not on Mama G's level.

Hey! Watch it, Mom.

Jessie's gonna give her a little space.

See you, Jessie. See you, Mama G.

If I were an animal,

I'd wanna be a harbor seal from the North Pole.

Then you'd live like this little one and his mom.

- That's her baby?

But he doesn't look anything like her.

That's because babies need to camouflage in the snow

-so they can be safe from predators.

I think I'm gonna call this little guy, Cecille.

Oh! He drinks his mama's milk to get big and strong, too?

That's right, Emma, but he's gonna make the most of it,

'cause she'll only nurse him for two weeks.

- That's all?

Well, Cecille thinks it's delicious.

Come and get in the water, Cecille.

- Brrr. Looks cold.

Well, it is the North Pole, Emma.

Cecille has a thick layer of blubber to protect him from the cold.

That way, he can spend his days in the freezing water.

Aww. Snuckles.

Uh, you might wanna jump in, Cecille.

Hey! I wasn't ready yet.

By the time he gets back up, Cecille and his mother will be long gone.

Good job, Cecille!

You swim so well for a beginner.

You'll never catch me.

His mom is so proud of him.

Time to warm up in the sun, Cecille.

If you were a seal, you can also be a gray seal.

Like Cecille's European cousins.

They look like bananas.

Tummies in the sand, heads and tails in the sun.

I'm going to call the one on the beach, Serena,

and the one splashing in the water, Samson.

Come out and play, Serena.

In she goes!

Seals are amphibious.

That means they live on land and in the water.

Whoa! Look at Samson's nice teeth!

Serena's going up for some air.

And Samson's going deeper.

What's he gonna do down there, Tim?

Take a nap.

To sleep underwater,

they stop breathing and slow down their heartbeat.

Aww. Too cute.

Serena prefers to nap near the surface.

Floating like a log.

Do you know what this position is called?

Uh, I don't know.

It's called the bottle position.

With so many different ways to nap,

it's hard not to be comfy.

Looks like she settled on the banana position.

Watch out, Serena. The tide is coming in.

Time to wake up, Samson.

Aww. He's sleeping so soundly.

It may not look like it, but his brain is only half-asleep.

That way, he stays alert in case there's danger.

Come on, brother, rise and shine.

See how they move around?

It's almost like a dance.

Maybe it's their way of saying goodbye to us.

See you soon, Samson and Serena.

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

I'm gonna call this little one Carla.

This is her first migration south for the winter,

and her parents are here to help guide her.

So she'll remember the way for next year.

Finally, time to set up camp.

Rise and shine, Carla.

Up and at 'em, girl.

Time to freshen up!

And don't forget to do your stretches.

- Carla is so pretty!

- Know who else thinks so?

This handsome crane.

Someone's showing off to get her attention.

That's right! And his moves are working.

Aww. What a cute couple. So romantic.

And now that they found each other, they'll stay together for life.

Look! The first one to hatch is a cute little red chick.

- I'm going to call him Casper.

Stay warm next year, little brother Casper.

Daddy's home with dinner. Mm, larva.

But it's almost as big as him.

Don't worry. His dad knows what he's doing.

And just you wait. Soon, that'll be Casper's favorite meal.

Wow, Casper! Two days old, and you're already trying to walk.

Look! He's little brother is ready to come out.

- Knock, knock! Anybody home?

Quickly, Carla. You can't let him get cold.

- What about me?

If I were a crane, I'd be so cozy under mama's wing.

Aww.

- They're already bickering.

No fighting.

Casper's brother, Caden, is off to explore the river.

The way he swims is so fun.

He hasn't even put his head underwater.

Casper and Caden's legs have grown so much in just three weeks!

Kids, it's time for your first flying lesson.

As if. They'd rather have a picnic.

Tim, do they eat plants?

Yup. And seeds, too!

It's so easy with their short, pointy beaks.

- What did Caden see?

Casper was the first to hatch, and he wants to be the first to fly.

But his wings are still too itty-bitty.

Just be patient, Casper.

Wow! You're so handsome with your new feathers.

Two and a half months sure went by fast.

Maybe now it's time to learn to how fly.

Look, the wild boars are here to give them the push they need.

Yippee! Casper did it!

Caden, too! Good job, little guys.

Uh-oh. They still aren't that steady.

But at least Casper landed safely.

Are you ready, crane family?

- Three. - Two.

One.

Go!

Have a good flight, Casper and Caden.

See you next year.

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

That doesn't surprise me, Emma.

You do sleep like a marmot.

Wow! Her babies are so big.

- Yup.

These little guys are already two months old.

Aww. You're so cute.

I'm going to call you Marvin.

It's spring. All the little ones are coming out of their burrows.

Even the fox cubs.

Mother marmot already spotted them.

She has eyes on the side of her head to help her keep track

of her surroundings.

Tim! There's so many of them!

That's right. It's a whole family.

With grandparents, cousins, aunts, and uncles.

Marvin loves kisses. Nuzzle, nuzzle.

Marmots love to wrestle.

It's how they develop their muscles and reflexes.

That's right, Marvin. Don't forget to eat.

What a pig.

His garden is so pretty.

And well-chosen. Good altitude, plenty of sun...

And there are lots of plants to munch on, too.

-Dinner time, kids! - Marvin eats twice a day.

Like all marmots, he's a herbivore.

That's so precious.

His little hands hold things just like ours.

And his front teeth are for chewing stems.

- But what did they drink? - They don't!

They get their water from dew and the plants that they eat.

- What's he doing?

Look! He's practicing his wrestling skills.

Go, Marvin! Go!

- What's that yelling?

Marmots have a special code.

A bunch of short screams means danger is far away.

One single scream means danger is close by.

-Oh, cool. Like cute little secret agents.

There's an eagle! Quick! Everyone into the burrow.

All right. The coast is clear.

This shammy is so curious.

It's time for Marvin's family to move.

Now that it's winter, they'll hibernate lower down the mountain.

Is this a mustache contest?

No. They're collecting grass to make a bed in their burrow.

But he's just stuffing his face.

Since they're about to hibernate, they need a fat nap as much as possible.

If I were a marmot, I'd sleep to the whole winter.

Feels good to stretch your paws

after a five-month nap.

My little Marvin is so skinny now.

That's normal.

He lost half his weight, but he still got some fat reserves.

I guess he can eat once the snow has melted.

Yup. For now he needs to rehydrate.

It's time for spring cleaning in the marmot den.

-The bedding needs to be change. - Again?

Yup. And everyone helps.

But the little ones still get time to play, right?

Of course!

The whole pack is taking advantage of the whole weather.

See you later, Marvin and the marmot crew!