Little Pavpav, the tiniest monkey in the troop, was not in a good mood today. His tiny face scrunched up as he let out a loud, dramatic scream. His tiny hands clenched into fists, his body trembling with frustration. He wanted attention, he wanted cuddles, and most of all, he wanted his mom to stop ignoring him!
But today, Mom was not in the mood for Pavpav’s tantrums. She had other things to do—she was busy, distracted, and not giving him the affection he desperately demanded. This made Pavpav even angrier. His high-pitched cries filled the air, echoing through the trees. He stomped his little feet on the ground, rolling on his back in protest.
Other monkeys peeked at him, curious about his outburst. Some older ones even chuckled, finding his tiny anger amusing. But for Pavpav, it was no joke! His mom was supposed to be paying attention to him, not ignoring him! He reached out, trying to grab her fur, but she simply moved away, leaving him to fuss on his own.
Pavpav’s cries got louder. He screamed, his tiny body shaking with frustration. Finally, after what felt like forever, Mom sighed and picked him up. He immediately clung to her, burying his face in her warm fur. His cries softened into little whimpers as she gently patted his back.
Though she was annoyed at first, she couldn’t resist her little Pavpav. He was tiny, moody, and dramatic—but he was her baby. And no matter how much he screamed, he would always find comfort in her arms.
