The sun was beginning to set, casting a golden glow over the small home where baby monkey Mody lived. It was his favorite time of the day—bath time! His dad always made sure he was clean and comfortable before bed. Today, as the warm water flowed over his tiny body, Mody let out a contented sigh. The gentle scrubbing made him feel fresh, and he playfully splashed the water with his tiny hands.
After the bath, Dad wrapped Mody in a soft towel, rubbing him dry with the utmost care. The warmth of the towel made Mody feel safe and loved. He yawned, his little eyes drooping, but Dad wasn’t done yet. “Wait here, Mody. I’ll bring your pajamas,” Dad said as he walked away.
Mody, still wrapped in his towel, climbed onto his favorite spot—the soft cushion by the window. The fresh scent of the bath lingered around him, and he felt drowsy. The cool evening breeze tickled his damp fur, making him snuggle deeper into the towel. He curled up, hugging his tiny tail, waiting for Dad to return.
Minutes passed, and Mody’s eyelids grew heavier. He tried to keep them open, but the warmth and comfort were too much. Slowly, his breathing steadied, and soon, he drifted into a peaceful nap.
When Dad returned with Mody’s little pajamas, he couldn’t help but smile. His tiny monkey had already fallen asleep, looking like the cutest bundle of fluff. With a gentle touch, Dad carried Mody to his bed, tucking him in carefully.
“Good night, my little one,” Dad whispered. Mody stirred slightly, letting out a soft sigh, before continuing his peaceful slumber.
Another perfect end to a lovely day.
