but we have no postcard from our Monkey...

This song came on my iPod today and made me think of our missing Monkey. To the woman who has Monkey - please send him along. If you need one of us to come get him, we will. We just want him back! Let us know how we can make this happen.

I loved showing Monkey all around my adopted city and I am sad that so many women and children (please, someone think of the children!) won't get the opportunity. Please just give us our Monkey back.

KMM

Do you think? . . . Nah.

No, it's not, but for just a minute, my heart took a jump.


I did get a smile though looking at this young man and his obviously well-loved monkeys. They clearly mean a lot to him, and he was happy to pose for a picture when I explained that I have a special interest in sock monkeys.

Lees: Could you please just email me her address or blog url so I rain shit on her head? No? I know, I know: It's not ladylike. It's just so hard sometimes.