Seth reminded me yesterday in a comment on my flying monkeys post that I had seen a monkey a few years ago here in our back yard in Arkansas. He didn’t remind me that I thought I saw a monkey. I’m telling you – THERE WAS A MONKEY! swinging from his tail in one tree, and then he flicked into another tree. I saw it with my own eyes.
I called Seth and then my Daddy. My daddy has actually written me a poem about Arkansas monkeys since. He said it could have been a really large squirrel. Well, I’ve been living amongst squirrels for nearly thirty years. I know what a squirrel looks like. Somebody, I tell you, lost his monkey, and that monkey swung through the woods in my back yard.
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