Monkey Retaliation?

As I had mentioned in one of the earlier posts, my son keeps a broom handy to shoo the monkey away when he’s getting too close. Well it seemed that the monkey learned this trick and was using it for himself. As my son came down the stairs from the roof, the monkey held on to a tree branch that was hanging over the stairway and was shaking it to shoo my son away. Satvamrita may have experienced a moment of fear seeing the branch waving at him, but he quickly realized that the stick was still connected to the tree. Of course, Satvamrita, thinking this was funny, stopped to take pictures.

Amritapuri, India Sunset 4/15/22

Vedavati thought this cloud looked like a dog. I thought it looked more like a cat.

This formation looks more like a dogs head. In fact it looks like Bhakti, the ashram dog that died recently.

This “head” looks even more like Bhakti.

Amritapuri, India Sunrise 4 am 4/15/22

Vedavati says the lights are fishing boats. The fishermen start their work early.

An Encounter with a Thief- The Real Story

I have written four posts about the monkey who is presently visiting Amritapuri. Early in his visit, he stole eggs from the western cafe. Since then, he has tried many times to steal more eggs. He obviously considers them to be a delicacy.

He hangs around the cafe even when eating food he has found in the vicinity.

My son believes the monkeys around the ashram are more bark than bite. If they show you their teeth, you should show them yours. If they growl at you, you should growl back. If you combine these actions with a stick, the monkeys will probably run away.

On this particular day, it was obvious that the monkey was determined to get in the cafe. It watched Satvamrita closely. He began to carry a broom so he could shoo the monkey away whenever it came near the door.

Watching Satvamrita. Looking for opportunity to steal eggs.

Watching from stairs. Getting tired of this.

When it became convinced its efforts were futile, it started to yawn. Soon after that, it wandered off. Time to look for an easier place to get dinner.

Nightmare Monkey/-Fake Story-Total Fiction

What would you think and feel if you met up with this monster monkey one day? Would you run like your life depended on it? You’d better.

My son, a cook for the western canteen, had an encounter with this monster monkey recently. He ran and hid and in so doing barely escaped.

He was fortunate. If the monkey had caught him, he would have become the dinner.

Second Family

On the day I moved to the Woodinville, WA senior living center, Pat, one of the staff members, came to visit me. While he was there, a mother duck followed by her children walked by my window.

Yesterday, he showed me photos of her second family.