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India gets the award for the most human-like monkeys around!
Saw them at the Akbar Tomb ruins in Northern India. Here they are taking a break from enjoying the mangos they strip from the trees in the complex.
Some serious coastal erosion at Monkey River Village. The beach used to be all the way over to left of the photograph. Gravel mining upstream has depleted the sediment load of Monkey River. The result is less deposition in coastal areas such as this.
This monkey tried to snatch some food from a passing tourist, he was very disappointed to only get a small piece of raincoat. Shot taken in Kilim Geopark, Langkawi, Malaysia on 17th June 2016.
My nephew Alexis (7) finally lost his front tooth. His big brother Renaud (9), instead of calling the tooth fairy, decided that a tooth monkey would be more de rigueur.
The family enjoys the sun on a rock in a mangrove jungle, lucky that we had a boad....the big boss looks not very friendly, and he follows our boat for a while...
“It was at this moment that Pinky spotted the Cinema Monkey! The Cinema Monkey who had so long been harassing the ladies of the town for peanut cones. There it was, loping its way towards them! Hai Rama, how on earth could they possibly have forgotten? Coming to the movie without strong and able chaperons! This would have to happen to them. The monkey came closer. He was so bold, he showed not the slightest trepidation. Any human thief would be feeling a little awkward, robbing like this in broad daylight. The monkey’s brown eyes were cold and cruel, red-rimmed and fixed firmly upon them. In a rush of terror, her heart falling into black nothingness, Pinky shouted: ‘Run, run, run. Run, Ammaji. Drop the ice cream and run!’
But Ammaji, who had just been handed a nice chocolate cone by the Hungry Hop boy, ran with the cone – not that this mattered, for the monkey ignored her and ran after Pinky instead, even though she was without any food products whatsoever. He grabbed hold of her dupatta and held tight as she screamed like a train and pounded down the bazaar street, followed by the gallant Hungry Hop boy, who had been aroused from his usual placid state by their cries of alarm. After all, it was not as though he did not know how to behave in such situations. He too was a regular at the cinema.
Now, inexplicably, for reasons best known to herself, Ammaji decided in the midst of all this confusion, this raised dust and running, to take a bite of her ice-cream cone. As she did so, the dentures, which had been unsettled by so much activity, were dislodged from her gums. Stuck in the ice-cream, they leered at her horribly like a ghastly cartoon: skeleton teeth mocking, beckoning from the chocolate mound, an affront to her old age.
Horrified, Ammaji dropped the cone and mistaking it for his favourite peanuts in a roll of paper, the monkey turned his attention towards her, caught hold of the denture-laden cone and rushed towards a tree.
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And remembering his duties, the Hungry Hop boy went at the creature, screaming and yelling, waving two sticks in such an alarming manner that even this dreadful monkey, disgusted at finding no peanuts, and a little intimidated, dropped the cone, raced over the roofs of the shops and disappeared. The Hungry Hop boy retrieved the dentures from a melting pool of chocolate, and delivered them, carefully balanced on the end of a stick, to Ammaji.
Pinky cold not remember being so mortified in all her life. There she was, looking like a sweeper woman, with her grandmothers dentures being displayed in public, first atop an ice-cream cone being borne away by a monkey, and then dangling humiliatingly on the end of a stick. What a spectacle they had made of themselves. A cheering crowd had gathered to watch the fun. But the Hungry Hop boy treated the whole occasion with a nonchalance that made Pinky weak with thankfulness.”
~ Kiran Desai ~
From “Hullabaloo in the Guava Orchard”
Published by Penguin Books ISBN 0-571-21895-4
Apologies for the length of this... I happened to have just read the book for book club ... and I saw this monkey in the Theosophical Gardens, Chennai .... it is the only monkey there. So everything is coming up monkeys just now. ;)
The golden monkey's eyebrows, characteristic of many species of Cercopithecus can be seen here. Photo by Paul Thomson/ AWF.
Made as a part of the "quilt as you go" method. I really had a hard time letting this one go. But I know Jack will take good care of it!
"The brown capuchin is also known as the black-capped or tuffed capuchin. Its hair is very similar to the cowl or capuche (French for ‘skullcap’) worn by Franciscan monks, thus its name. Extensively hunted for meat, brown capuchins are also kept as pets in many parts of the world. In some parts of the world these intelligent primates are trained to perform household tasks for people with disabilities." This photograph was taken at Singapore Zoological Gardens.