|Tales from Left-Handed Bohemia|
Greetings, Monkeyville blog readers! This is your roving guest Monkeyville reporter, THE Ninja Muse, coming to you from my dining room where Boris Monkey and Voltaire Monkey are currently recounting their vacation to the wonderful state of Vermont, where they experienced things in two weeks that most monkeys wouldn’t experience in an entire lifetime.
After posing and grinning for the camera, Boris and Voltaire scampered off to see what kind of trouble they could get into.
The boys found a frame and decided that they wanted pictures of themselves to commemorate the trip, complete with nature-like surroundings.
And after taking the boys’ photos, I tripped over a hole and rolled a little, managing to capture the occasion with a picture.
There’s something to be said for the power of suggestion, in Voltaire’s opinion.
While Voltaire was a bit indisposed, Boris clowned around, waiting for his pal.
Then, Boris found a bug! He was so proud of finding his first ‘wild animal’ of the trip! It’s a leaf bug!
Voltaire met up with Boris again just moments later and the two of them shared a giggly moment. I wasn’t allowed to peek until they were ready. When in farm country, do as the hayseeds do!
After that, the boys wanted some quiet time to reflect on their first day out of the suitcase, away from the socks they rode with. Doesn’t Boris have the cutest tush?
After some rest and relaxation, it was time to chop some wood! Oh no! Monkeyville monkeys don’t have fingers! How can they hold an axe? Boris was insistent that he could do it, but luckily, Voltaire knew better, so being the sweet Monkey he is, he offered to hold the wood.
Just like Voltaire thought, Boris was just a tad too short to reach, so chopping wood was out of the question for these guys. They did cheese it up for the camera a little, though!
Whew, even just preparing to chop wood is hard work! It’s time to make some iced tea and cool off in front of the fan for a little while!
By then it was starting to get dark, so it was time to light the gas lamps. Boris offered to do that, since he wasn’t able to chop the wood. Even though Monkeys shouldn't be playing with matches, he wanted to help and he was careful.
Now that there was light, Boris and Voltaire could see to start writing out postcards. “Dear Ninja Family…”
Then they had some time to play a few hands of cards. Voltaire taught Boris how to play Gin Rummy, and then Boris taught Voltaire the subtle art of losing.
Finally, it was time to wash up and go to bed. The boys poured the water into the basin.
And then it was time to end the day! Good night, lovely blog readers!
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