Flying Monkey

I fear I have gotten a bad rap, and I would like to tell you about myself if you have the time. I am a monkey—this is true, and it is also true that I fly—what is not true is that I am wicked or mean, or like to scare little dogs—or little people wearing denim. I am not that fond of witches, they tend to be quite self-absorbed, but I hear there is a lovely witch who lives just over that mountain. I love fruit, any kind of fruit can turn me into a puddle of cuddly mush. So, you see, if you listen to gossip, you will get only the bad stuff and none of the good stuff. Let’s hang out and go get some fresh fruit to eat, and you can tell me about yourself.

Your pet becomes an expert at finding its own food!

Many species of butterflies that migrate thousands of miles south in the fall do not return to their previous summer residences. One autumn a few clever butterflies devised a plan to make the long trip back home so they could be reunited with their friends again next year. The butterflies stitched a map of each leg of the journey, updating it whenever they stopped at a rest stop. A single strand of silk from their silkworm cousins kept the map securely attached to their abdomens.

After a long winter in sunny Mexico the butterflies studied the map carefully, took a big sip of nectar from their favorite flower, and off they went. Imagine the surprise of all their friends back home when they returned the following summer! The garden was abuzz with tales of their amazing journey. The butterflies’ stories were so inspirational that they all decided they wanted to experience that kind of epic road trip for themselves. Year after year, they planned destinations further and further away so they could challenge each other to set a new long-distance record.

Favorite food:

Peanut

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