Lion, the little monkey with curious eyes and a soft, golden coat, had a routine that was simple yet filled with love. Every morning, the man who cared for him woke up early to prepare his favorite breakfast. A plate of fresh fruits and a small bowl of warm milk always awaited Lion at the cozy wooden table on the porch.
As the sun rose higher, Lion would stretch his little arms, blinking sleepily as he padded over to his meal. The man smiled, gently scratching Lion behind his ears—a gesture that never failed to make Lion chirp happily.
After breakfast, it was time for some adventure. The man would take Lion to the fields nearby, where wildflowers swayed in the breeze, and the air was filled with the sounds of nature. Lion loved climbing small trees, swinging on low-hanging branches, and chasing colorful butterflies. The man always stayed close, watching him with a protective gaze.
If Lion ever got tired, he would climb into the man’s arms, nestling against his chest. The bond they shared was unmistakable—a deep trust that made Lion feel safe no matter where he was.
In the evenings, the man would give Lion a warm bath, making sure to clean his little paws and smooth down his fur. Lion didn’t particularly enjoy the water, but the man’s gentle hands reassured him. Afterward, wrapped in a soft towel, Lion would sit by the fire, nibbling on a piece of fruit while the man hummed a soft tune.
Their days were simple but filled with care. Lion was more than just a monkey to the man—he was family. And Lion, in his own way, showed his gratitude through his playful antics and affectionate cuddles.
