Wednesday, March 14, 2012

We're So Blue

Meet the monkeys:

There is Purple Monkey, Pink Monkey, and somewhere out of sight, there is Bobby (who is suppose to be named Dobby after Dobby the House Elf from Harry Potter, but D's can be tricky things when you are barely three).

All of these cute little friends came to our family in a parent-driven effort to tempt our resident primate-lover away from the true star of the show, Blue Monkey (My, we are creative):

Blue Monkey has been looking increasingly rough lately and ever since his arm fell off for the first time, and regular monkey grooming took a back seat to just surviving a couple more weeks, it became clear to us that in order to give Ailish's partner-in-crime a chance at the Witness Protection Program a comfortable life of retirement, we were going to have to act fast.

Thus began our replacement efforts.

All in vain, I might add.

She simply was not having it, not even a little.

But we persisted, and that is why when I saw Green Monkey while out doing something completely unrelated to anthropoids the other day, I immediately texted my husband a picture to ask if he thought that maybe, just maybe, this was the one?

We decide to give it a go and were pleasantly surprised when she did not immediatly reject her new organ as she had the others.

There was even hugging.

And then the very next day Blue Monkey's head went and fell off which, you know, pretty much confirmed it.

Me? I suspect that our missing monkey, Bobby-Dobby, had something to do with it (I am having a hard time shaking the words 'Dobby didn't mean to kill anyone. Dobby only meant to maim or seriously injure.') but my husband insists that Blue Monkey knew it was his time and had simply been waiting for his heir to the throne to surface.

Either way, we just wanted to say thank you, Blue Monkey.

You were a good friend and you always wore your battle scars with a smile on your face.

You will be missed.

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