A bottle of monkey
From day one my parents have called me a monkey. It’s true that I was very hairy at birth, but they didn’t know that it was a temporary stage and that soon most of it would fall. My Dad was worried and I could see a brief expression of fear and shock on his face when he first set eyes on me. He must have thought: Oh, my God! I’ve created a monster! My grandfather was thinking about future laser surgery to remove hair from my face. It’s really funny!
Anyhow, I suppose I am becoming more and more “human”. As a reminder they have bought me this monkey bottle. They still do call me their “little monkey” and I must confess I do funny faces for them once in a while to earn that reputation. It has become a term of endearment and not so much an expression of worry.
Tags: becoming more human, hairy baby, little monkey, monkey bottle
