Monkey Love

I needed to pick up some phone cards at a local corner store.  There are many corner stores in Juba, which sell can foods, dish soap, soda pop, and many other items.  They do not look like the local 7-11, most are in a tin shed on the side of the road.  So yesterday as I walked into the store I was greeted by a monkey.  The monkey was very friendly and wanted to shake my hand so I obliged.  I asked the owner who his friend was, and he responded Ramie, his helper.  I started to think of my daughters relationship to our Golden Retriever and saw how this young man trained and loved this monkey.  I asked the shop owner for the phone cards and he handed the Ramie the monkey the cards to bring them to me.  I handed the monkey the money.  The Ramie leaped across the store money in hand.  The owner gave Ramie the change and he came back to give it to me.  

I thanked the owner for his service and started to leave.  Apparently I offended the monkey as he was making noise and screaming.  Ramie wanted a high 5 before I left.  I obliged and every body was happy!