A monkey named Trudy.
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A monkey named Trudy.
My Aunt. She used to have this monkey. A baboon named Trudy.. They adopded it from an animal shelter of some sorts in Florence Arizona. The monkey was abused very bad before it came to them and had survived a fire. The monkey had some issues. When you would say, No Trudy! The monkey would hit it self and go into a serious monkey rage. It was horrible. Trudy lived in a 12 x 14 cage outside the house. My cousins, when I would come over, would get the monley real mad. Then they would drag me by the leg and stick my foot in the cage... The monkey would bite through the end of my shoes.Then they said if I told my parents they would bet me up and do it again when I came over. TRUE STORY..... I don't care for monkeys to much...
These people were strange. They came from my step fathers side of the family. I was traumatized almost every time I went over there. Poor Trudy....
Memories of a Monkey named Trudy......
These people were strange. They came from my step fathers side of the family. I was traumatized almost every time I went over there. Poor Trudy....
Memories of a Monkey named Trudy......
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Re: A monkey named Trudy.
Originally Posted by james tharp
My Aunt. She used to have this monkey. A baboon named Trudy.. They adopded it from an animal shelter of some sorts in Florence Arizona. The monkey was abused very bad before it came to them and had survived a fire. The monkey had some issues. When you would say, No Trudy! The monkey would hit it self and go into a serious monkey rage. It was horrible. Trudy lived in a 12 x 14 cage outside the house. My cousins, when I would come over, would get the monley real mad. Then they would drag me by the leg and stick my foot in the cage... The monkey would bite through the end of my shoes.Then they said if I told my parents they would bet me up and do it again when I came over. TRUE STORY..... I don't care for monkeys to much...
These people were strange. They came from my step fathers side of the family. I was traumatized almost every time I went over there. Poor Trudy....
Memories of a Monkey named Trudy......
These people were strange. They came from my step fathers side of the family. I was traumatized almost every time I went over there. Poor Trudy....
Memories of a Monkey named Trudy......
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