Guess Who's Back?!

Our friend and camp caretaker, Bruce Truss, often says "Never feed the monkeys!" And I see what he means. This afternoon I heard Buddy (we're babysitting the Ghents dog) barking and looked out my window. This is what I saw...

A monkey huddled on the roof next door

I think I've been living too much on the edge this winter - I crashed again last night. Consequently, I spent most of the day in bed reading "End of the Spear" by Steve Saint. So it was a bit funny to see a monkey on my own roof. I've always known they're up in the hills behind us but we've lived here for over ten years without being visited. I guess Bruce is right. If you feed them once...

The monkey explores our shed roof