It was a warm, quiet morning in the monkey nursery when little Minea decided to stir up the peace. Dad was gently preparing her bottle, taking his time to ensure the milk was the perfect temperature. But Minea, sitting on her soft blanket with her belly rumbling, was in no mood to be patient.
The moment she saw the bottle in dad’s hand but not coming toward her fast enough, her mood flipped like a switch. She stood up, tail twitching furiously, and let out a piercing scream that echoed through the room. Her little arms flailed, and she stomped her feet like a baby throwing the ultimate tantrum.
Dad, calm but slightly flustered, tried to reassure her. “Just one moment, sweet girl,” he said soothingly, but Minea didn’t want to hear any excuses. She ran to dad, tugged at his pants, and even tried to snatch the bottle straight from his hand. Her eyes were watery from frustration, and she let out another dramatic cry.
Other baby monkeys peeked over their blankets to see what all the fuss was about, but Minea didn’t care. She wanted milk—and she wanted it now.
Finally, dad gave in. He placed the warm bottle in her hands, and instantly, the world seemed right again. Minea sat down calmly, curled her tail, and began drinking with deep gulps. Her angry face softened, her eyes slowly closed, and peace returned to the room.
Within minutes, the tantrum was forgotten. Dad smiled as he watched her, knowing Minea’s temper was as strong as her love for milk. She might be little, but her fiery spirit made her unforgettable.
And just like that, another day began with drama and ended in comfort for baby Minea. 🍼💖🐒
