Bad Monkey

Sara and I were sitting in the shade near our tent enjoying some fruit for a snack when Sara said, “hey, does that monkey have my apple?!?”  Sure enough, a very naughty monkey was scrambling up a nearby tree holding her apple in his mouth.  I ran over to the tent where we had left the door open.  Our grocery bag was sitting near the door, one apple lighter than before.

A bad monkey eating Sara's apple, which he stole from our tent in Livingstone