Howler Monkey Versus the Dog
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Once upon a time there were 2 Gringos, one named Alberto, and the other called Nickolo. They were out walking in the rainforest in a park named Tortuguero when suddenly they were joined by a canine, lets call him Rover. Rover was a friendly dog and walked proud and strong, waiting patiently for Alberto and Nickolo while they crept through the forest. ĻAnyone would have thought they were like David Bellamy!Ļ Thought Rover as he skipped off to chase another butterfly.
Alberto and Nickolo were too busy cursing poor Rover for being annoying and putting off all the wildlife to even notice that a monkey had swung itīs way into the trees nearby. They were too busy chatting to even notice poor Rover, who by now was wanting all the attention he could get, and drooling doggy slime into the mud beneath him.
All of a sudden, a barking noise came from the trees above, startling Alberto and Nickolo. What could this be? Surely Rover was on the ground. Unless heīs been traind as a ventriloquist, this was an impossibility? Nickolo and Alberto had heard of parrots talking but never of a dog being able to throw his voice.
Suddenly Moinya the monkey came swinging onto a branch up above, dodging from side to side to see who down below. Clocking Rover was still there, the Moinya made the barking sound again. At which point Rover, frightened to the bone by the unearthly sound it had heard through his extra-sensitive doggy ears, began to whine. Not just any whine, but a whine of sheer terror, the sort of whine a dog makes when itīs had enough of life and is shivering to the bone. The kind of whine that made Alberto and Nickolo look around them for a big large animal, which could be making itīs way through the jungle to attack them.
Luckily, the big large animal never came to scratch Alberto and Nickolo and all that evolved was Rover running off in fear, his tale hung low between his legs, still whining as he disappered off into the doggy sunset.
The moral of the story children; monkeys are more inteligent than they look!
Alberto and Nickolo were too busy cursing poor Rover for being annoying and putting off all the wildlife to even notice that a monkey had swung itīs way into the trees nearby. They were too busy chatting to even notice poor Rover, who by now was wanting all the attention he could get, and drooling doggy slime into the mud beneath him.
All of a sudden, a barking noise came from the trees above, startling Alberto and Nickolo. What could this be? Surely Rover was on the ground. Unless heīs been traind as a ventriloquist, this was an impossibility? Nickolo and Alberto had heard of parrots talking but never of a dog being able to throw his voice.
Suddenly Moinya the monkey came swinging onto a branch up above, dodging from side to side to see who down below. Clocking Rover was still there, the Moinya made the barking sound again. At which point Rover, frightened to the bone by the unearthly sound it had heard through his extra-sensitive doggy ears, began to whine. Not just any whine, but a whine of sheer terror, the sort of whine a dog makes when itīs had enough of life and is shivering to the bone. The kind of whine that made Alberto and Nickolo look around them for a big large animal, which could be making itīs way through the jungle to attack them.
Luckily, the big large animal never came to scratch Alberto and Nickolo and all that evolved was Rover running off in fear, his tale hung low between his legs, still whining as he disappered off into the doggy sunset.
The moral of the story children; monkeys are more inteligent than they look!


