Cheeky monkeys

Cries from upstairs and screams of fear echoed through the house. What on earth was going on?

Monkey alert, monkey alert, monkeys in the house. The cheeky little things, two of them, had come into the house and helped themselves to our food in the kitchen. Half eaten potatoes and custard apple were left strewn on the floor and up the hallway. Pepper corns were scattered and the fridge left open. Eggs were taken from the fridge and also our treasured papaya. Further up the stairs I find a container from our pantry and more food scraps.

Some of the kids had locked themselves in a bedroom while D1(daughter 1) was on the roof top facing her own monkey ordeal. They had blocked the entrance to the stairwell and moved towards her. She hid herself under a blanket not knowing what to do. They came near her and growled and sniffed and poked her. Finally she screamed and they ran away.

So all in all it was quite an eventful afternoon. I still love monkeys but from a distance. They can become very aggressive if cornered. I would not want to come face to face with one in our kitchen.