Today was a very sad day for the tiny baby monkey. Usually, she loved running into mom’s arms, hugging tight and getting all the kisses. But today… something was different.
No matter how many times mom reached out to cuddle her, the baby monkey turned away with big, teary eyes. Her tiny face looked so heartbroken, and she sat quietly in the corner, holding her little stuffed puppy close.
This baby puppy toy had always been her favorite, but today, she hugged it tighter than ever — as if it was the only one who could understand her feelings. She pressed her tiny cheek against the puppy, her hands wrapped around its soft body, and let out a soft, sad cry.
Mom watched her with gentle eyes, feeling so worried. “What’s wrong, baby?” mom whispered, sitting beside her. But the little monkey didn’t move. She just held her puppy tighter, refusing to look at mom.
Usually, she would climb into mom’s lap, but now she chose her baby puppy instead — like she was saying, “You don’t understand me today, but my puppy does.”
Mom reached out and softly stroked her back. “It’s okay, sweetheart. I’m here when you’re ready,” mom whispered.
After a while, the little monkey peeked up at mom, her tiny eyes still sad but softer now. She held her puppy in one arm and slowly, shyly, reached her other hand toward mom — like she wanted both her puppy and mom’s love.
Mom smiled and pulled her close, hugging her and the puppy together. “You don’t have to be sad alone,” mom said, kissing her head.
