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My dad, who works for the local government of Laguna, received this little baby monkey as a gift. I don’t know what has gotten into him that he accepted it. We don’t have trees at home. We have orchids, bougainvilleas and yellow bells but those aren’t exactly trees. And our house isn’t a zoo. Yes, we have dogs but those are legit household pets. As far as I know, monkeys aren’t supposed to be pets. Monkeys are supposed to be in the forest. Or at a zoo, at least.
Maybe dad accepted it because it’s a gift and nobody should ever say no to gifts but how is the monkey supposed to find a habitat in our home?
But I think it’s cute, and we’re keeping it.
Anyway, my sister took the liberty of naming it and she named the monkey after her ex-boyfriend, Jake. Yes, my sister just named a monkey after her ex-boyfriend. Brilliant, e?