HERMAN THE MONKEY AND THE APPLE TREES

While sitting here looking at my blog I got to thinking about my father-in-law who has passed on. I am all the time writing about him as he was so funny. Now most people can't get alone with their in laws but he was just like my dad. We never did have a unkind word to say to each other. He was always as good to me as his son.
I was thinking about a monkey that one of his friends had given him. His name was Herman and I believe that had to be one of the most meanest creatures going. My father-in-law was a animal lover and you would never know what would turn up at his front door. I have seen him many times take care of a bird or dog, etc. that someone had sit off to die and get it well again.
Anyway, this monkey was just a small beige one with a big and I mean big long tail. He had it in a cage in the hall way and ever time he would pass by it it would reach out and grab his pencils or pins that he carried in his pocket. That would really make him mad but he still kept it. One day someone left the cage open and Herman got out. Oh, boy what a time it was. He tried to catch him, his wife tried, my husband and no one could get him. He would go from room to room swinging. So Herman got mad because everyone was after him. All at once we heard the biggest noise in the back bedroom. He had throwed a lamp I believe. Next came my mother-in-laws home interior figurines. Pictures went sailing off the wall and I mean he was demolishing that bedroom. So since no one could catch him I believe they opened up a window and out he went. Where did he go, down to my father-in-laws apple trees. Now no one was allowed to touch those apple trees. We all went running down in the back yard and here went Herman climbing higher and knocking off all of the green apples. By that time all of us was mad because it was one of the old time Lock apple treees and the best one they had. We called, begged, got him something he liked to eat to no adveil. So we all went back up to the house,  left the window open and a little later in came Herman, got in his cage and shut the door. Now isn't that just like a monkey.
 He took him to a pet shop and the man bought him. He was at the mall and saw a monkey all dressed up riding a bicycle on a tightrope. Now who do you think it was, Herman.
That just goes to show you some people can tame anything. His wife told him that was one animal that he would never have another one like it in the house.
Talk about having a mess to clean up we did. We had enough apples left to put some in the freezer but the ground was covered in little green apples that day. They were to little to be ate with a salt shaker like we all liked to sneak and do. If he only knew how many times we all would sneak and eat them that would be something because no one was allowed to touch them until they were red. A few years ago lightening hit the tree and uprooted it. It was one of the best apple tree around and the apples were not good until the first frost hit them. We all miss Herman and the apple tree and my father-in-law. But don't never get a monkey for a pet unless you raise it from a tiny baby up where you can teach him to be gentle and mind..........