I stopped at a garage sale on Sunday and spotted a baby zebra that needed a home. Most folks think that it would be called a "colt", but it's nametag said it was a "Cub".
It was almost 45 years old and had been cared for very well after all these years. I took it home, gave it a bath, and took it for a walk.
It's very quiet, behaves the way it should, and has very good manners.