One Monkey Day

Hello! I am Monkey. Granny often calls me Marmoset but she shouldn’t. Cause I’m not. I was born in Italy, at least the price tag said so. I guess my Italian parents would love to see me. So I decided to show one day of mine here, 4th February, 2012.

When I woke up Baby was already awake

Though it was early

This is me with no make up on

I don’t wear slippers but it’s not the reason not to photograph my feet. They are beautiful!

I heard Baby washing…

But I never wash, I only sometimes take a bath. Our shower is clean, though some scale may be noticed… You may criticize.

But I don’t take a shower, I bathe here

Mommy came to make the bed so I had to wait a bit

Mom left but I was still waiting. But soon Baby came and saved me. It was already light outside but nothing could be seen anyway, the window was frozen.

Baby went to have breakfast in the kitchen and I have my own breakfast.

Soon after the breakfast Baby sat at his PC

I was riding the giraffe. Baby used to ride too but now he doesn’t, the giraffe’s legs sprawl under his weight.

Time flew fast, Baby was called to have lunch

He was taking his time

Being there really long

Then they noticed that it became warm and they took Baby for a walk

That’s where he walks

I took a chance to be shot at the clock

I met my friend Penguin in the kitchen. He prefers to be near the fridge. To be honest he rather looks like a sparrow raising feathers, but Granny said that if someone considers himself to be a penguin let him think so..

Then I was brought to the room of grandmother and grandfather, there is a nice armchair there were i like to rock. We were rocking with a friend of mine – Bear. It was cool though some little dogs were constantly trying to join and fell on the floor so we had to wait when they are put on their place.