When I was a little girl, I wanted a pet monkey more than anything ! Well, maybe anything, except for my very own Shetland Pony. I really, really wanted a Shetland Pony. Some people down the road had a little pure white one with a huge mane and tail, and to me he was just the prettiest pony in the whole world.
But, back to the monkey....
My mom always went to the pet store because she had tropical fish and she loved to look at the new ones that came in, and maybe buy some for her fish tanks. while she looked at fish, I would always be back in the part where they kept the birds, snakes and monkeys. I loved to watch the parrots and try to get them to talk to me (and sometimes they would do that), but most of all , I loved to watch the monkeys.
Back in the days when I was growing up, monkeys were often sold in pet stores; and they were even advertised for under $20 on the back covers of my comic books. The ones on there were the tiny squirrel monkeys, and the pictures made them look so cute. I wonder now, how a mail order monkey would have been shipped, and whether people actually got them alive when they did order them.
But, my mother was not about to let me have a monkey, no matter how cheap they were, so how they were actually shipped to you remained a moot point.
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