As I lock up the zoo I hear a monkey cry.I walk over to the monkey area to check,all the monkeys are in their cage.Then I look down and there right in front of me is a monkey without an owner.I decide to take it home and name it Bobo.The next couple weeks were hard he would not listen he tore up my clothes,my shoes,and anything else he could find.Fianally I trained him after that he would listen to me and not tear apart my stuff.I could now say I have a monkey and I’m proud of it.