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2nd April 2008, 03:57 PM
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WHEN I"M RICH...part 2I don't actually remember how Smokey got his name...he may have come with it.
Smokey was a Capuchin, a classic organ grinder monkey...the kind you used to see in old movies wearing the cute little cap, jacket and doing tricks for money. I don't know how old he was when my grandmother rescued him but he was just a baby still in need of a bottle and criminal when I think about it now...that such a little thing could be purchased in a dime store. Smokey was everything I dreamed a monkey would be and I spent hours on end holding him and looking at his little hands and feet.... Not at all unlike the way a human mother admires her new born baby. Because he was an infant, he required intense and constant care. My grandmother diapered him and he wrapped his arms around her neck, hanging on for dear life and she took him everywhere with her. Her only reprieve was when I wasn't in school. I was the only family member that took an interest in Smokey and it suited me just fine because I really didn't want to share him with anybody else. He didn't want to be with anyone other than my grandmother or myself and would scream if one of us wasn't with him at all times. He was all I could think about. The days went on and in late spring, a terrible thing happened...the sister of the man that originally bought Smokey, showed up at the mission demanding that Smokey be returned to her. She accused my grandmother of stealing Smokey and said she was going to call the police and have my grandmother arrested.. My grandmother offered to pay her $99. but she refused. I didn't even have a chance to say good-by and grandma said that she could hear Smokey screaming as the woman and her husband drove away. All we could do was cry and we did plenty of that. Every other day my grandmother called to find out how Smokey was doing and always asked if we could just come and see him. She explained that her granddaughter cried all the time and could we just see him once more maybe it would help. After several months she wore the woman down and she agreed we could come on the weekend. The woman lived a long ways away and so we left early on Saturday morning. This time the entire family pilled into the car and went with us for support. Smokey was so excited to see us...he screamed and screamed and we all cried. They were keeping him in an old bird cage, hardly big enough and it was very dirty and he smelled bad. It was so sad and I though my heart would break. They didn't even seem to like him and I loved him so. The biggest heartbreak of all, was leaving him and hearing him scream as we walked out the door. The long drive home was agony. to be continued...
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2nd April 2008, 04:02 PM
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Oh my God........that is so sad. I've got tears in my eyes. A hint..........does is get better, the story I mean?
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2nd April 2008, 04:06 PM
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2nd April 2008, 04:07 PM
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Charis,
You can't do this to me much longer. I am with you about selling those precious little beings in the dime store. What happened, did the guy still him from his sister? So much for my plans to pop on and off the forum today. Last edited by Feather; 2nd April 2008 at 04:10 PM.
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2nd April 2008, 04:10 PM
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I am facinated also! This is something that should almost be in a book! Great writing!
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2nd April 2008, 04:14 PM
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2nd April 2008, 04:36 PM
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Renee www.lovebirdsloft.com People have the right to be stupid, but some abuse that privilege. For every minute you are angry you lose sixty seconds of happiness. If you tell the truth you don't have to remember anything. Mark Twain Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you are a mile away from them, and you have their shoes.------ Frieda Norris
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2nd April 2008, 04:39 PM
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I'll try to finish up tomorrow.
Just to add, this has turned out to be very emotional for me too.
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Charis If all the beasts were gone, men would die from great loneliness of spirit, for whatever happens to the beasts also happens to the man. Seattle 1736-1866 Another Life, Gone To The Birds! DO NO HARM Member, International Wildlife Rehabilitation Council Last edited by Charis; 2nd April 2008 at 04:42 PM.
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2nd April 2008, 04:57 PM
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Well I know I will be counting sheep tonight. Maybe I will play Maggie's game. I know those darts don't hurt those little sheep.
Charis...I hope that you can get through this story without reliving the pain of this ordeal. I would like to thank you for sharing it with us though. What a wonderful Grandmother you must have had. I can see that your compassion for animals must have come from her. I will be here bright and early tomorrow for the end of this tramatic adventure.
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2nd April 2008, 05:35 PM
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I remember when you could buy baby cayman (or alligators, don't know which for sure) from the dime store, too.
Daryl
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3rd April 2008, 06:19 AM
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Those people were horrible and cruel and deserved to have bad things happen to them 
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3rd April 2008, 07:22 AM
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If you'd rather not write about it, that's ok too. Do what ever you feel like doing.
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Renee www.lovebirdsloft.com People have the right to be stupid, but some abuse that privilege. For every minute you are angry you lose sixty seconds of happiness. If you tell the truth you don't have to remember anything. Mark Twain Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you are a mile away from them, and you have their shoes.------ Frieda Norris
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3rd April 2008, 07:32 AM
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3rd April 2008, 07:37 AM
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Renee www.lovebirdsloft.com People have the right to be stupid, but some abuse that privilege. For every minute you are angry you lose sixty seconds of happiness. If you tell the truth you don't have to remember anything. Mark Twain Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you are a mile away from them, and you have their shoes.------ Frieda Norris
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