“My favorite part is that a monkey can’t help but do mischief. He doesn’t really mean any harm, he’s just a monkey doin’ monkey shit.
Are cats basically the closest thing we can have to pet monkeys that won’t possibly rip your face and genitals off while you’re still alive? I think they probable are.
A cat named Monkey. That’s the ticket to happiness. Plus, the cat doesn’t seem interested in stealing my bananas. Which, honestly, isn’t a problem. I only buy and eat bananas for health purposes, not because I like them. So if the bananas just disappeared and I assumed I’d eaten them and forgotten, that’d be a best-case scenario for me and bananas.”