Monkey the Gorilla

Once upon a time there was a little boy and a little monkey. The little boy's daddy brought the monkey home from Nashville when the little boy was just 2 weeks old. The monkey was really a gorilla, but everyone called him "Monkey", so that became his name.

The little boy grew and grew and so did his love for Monkey. Monkey went everywhere the little boy went. They played together, watched t.v. together and got tucked into bed together. They even flew in airplanes together, drove in cars on long trips together and stayed in hotels together. Then, when the little boy was 9 years old, Monkey didn't come home from a trip they had taken. Monkey was lost. The daddy called the hotels but Monkey wasn't there. Everyone was sad.
Then one day, a year later, the mommy was reading an article http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22491129/
and started thinking. Of course, there is only One Monkey, but surely he has cousins or even a brother?? So the search started. Within 15 mins. Monkey's brother was found and the mommy and daddy anxiously awaited his arrival. The little boy was surprised and happy and all felt right with the world once more.

It's good to have a Monkey in the house again.