The tiny baby monkey lay on a soft towel, his damp fur glistening under the warm afternoon sun. His bath had just ended, and now it was time for the most delicate part—cleaning his tiny umbilical cord.
His mother, an experienced and caring monkey, gently held him close. The little one squirmed slightly, letting out soft whimpers, not fully understanding what was happening. He didn’t like being still—he wanted to cling to his mom, to feel her warmth. But this was important.
A caretaker knelt beside them, holding a small bottle of betadine solution. The liquid swirled in the bottle, its amber color standing out against the baby’s pale pink skin. It was time to clean the cord—to protect him from infections and help him heal faster.
As soon as the first drop of betadine touched his belly, the little monkey let out a tiny, startled cry. It wasn’t painful, just a strange, cold sensation on his tender skin. His tiny hands grabbed onto his mother’s fur, his round eyes blinking up at her, seeking comfort.
His mother gently nuzzled him, her soft lips brushing over his head. She hummed in her own way, a soothing sound only a mother could make. Slowly, the baby stopped crying, reassured by her presence.
The caretaker worked quickly but carefully, ensuring that the cord was properly cleaned. After a few moments, it was done. The baby was wrapped back in his warm towel, snuggling close to his mother.
As she held him protectively, her tail curling around his tiny body, it was clear—no matter what, she would always be there to protect and care for him.
