As a young girl all I ever wanted was a monkey as a pet, I pleaded and pleaded. I loved them. I knew I could care for one <in my mind> better than I saw them looked after in any Zoo. I'd let it run riot around the house an do a big massive shed up in the garden for it as a play pen! I found them gorgeous creatures...
Then I grew up and realised how cruel and selfish of me that would have been...
I also find it sick and appaling how many creatures it is legal to keep in the USA in cages in their back garden as 'pets', just sat there engaged forever. Then they scream and report horror tales when one manages to escape and kill X amount of the neighbourhood. Sad.
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In the 70's you used to see a lot of monkeys working in seaside towns dressed up in funny tiny outfits.
You are hardly likely to get one these days as monkeys are not good as pets.
Get a pussy or a dog instead.
Might be an idea
Imagine if I actually did that and told him (or her :eek:) the truth why adopted them years later :eek:!
It does seem that there is still a monkey trade going in the UK.
Exactly.
My uncle had two of those monkeys in the 70's.
They were called Samson and Delilah, and he was apparently nasty to them
Thanks for the link
Aww poor things - How can you be nasty to a Marcel?
Awww
Oh I hope so too
Good times
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capuchin_monkey
Thanks for the information, it really was a cute monkey.
When he got sent away, I was so sad
Then I grew up and realised how cruel and selfish of me that would have been...
I also find it sick and appaling how many creatures it is legal to keep in the USA in cages in their back garden as 'pets', just sat there engaged forever. Then they scream and report horror tales when one manages to escape and kill X amount of the neighbourhood.