It was a sunny morning on the little farm nestled between the hills. Birds chirped, the wind played gently with the grass, and everything seemed peaceful. In the middle of the yard, little Lala, the charming baby monkey, sat quietly under a mango tree. Her bright eyes scanned the surroundings, her soft fur glowing gold under the sunlight. Today was not just any day—it was a special one.
Farmer Cutis had planned something truly wonderful. Over the past few weeks, he had been carefully observing Lala. She had grown stronger and more playful, but Cutis noticed she had also been a bit jealous lately. Ever since baby Lu arrived, Lala had sometimes stayed away, quietly watching as others cuddled and fed the new little one. Cutis wanted to remind Lala how deeply she was loved.
So, the day began with something extraordinary. After a gentle bath using warm water and a soft herbal shampoo, Lala was wrapped in a warm towel and snuggled close. She looked up at Cutis with trusting eyes, letting out a little coo of happiness. After her bath, Cutis brushed her fur slowly, untangling the tiny knots and fluffing it up like a cloud. Lala giggled and wiggled—she loved the feeling.
But the best part was still to come.
Cutis had been working all morning in the kitchen. He prepared a meal just for Lala, filled with her favorite treats—ripe bananas, slices of juicy papaya, sweet coconut, boiled pumpkin, and a touch of honey. On a large banana leaf, he arranged the food in little circles, making it look like a flower. In the center, he placed a tiny bowl of yogurt with berries floating on top. It was a feast fit for a princess.
When Lala saw the plate, her eyes lit up. She jumped with joy, clapping her hands. Cutis placed it in front of her and sat nearby, watching her enjoy every bite. She picked up the papaya first, then tasted the honey-dipped banana, making happy little sounds with each nibble. Every few moments, she would look up and give Cutis a big, grateful smile.
After her belly was full, Lala climbed into Cutis’s lap, curled up like a baby, and sighed deeply. The wind swayed the trees gently above them as if nature itself was watching and smiling. Cutis stroked her fur and whispered softly, “You’re my little sunshine, Lala. You’ll always be special.”
That evening, Lala rested peacefully in her little hammock by the window, the breeze rocking her gently. She looked more beautiful than ever—clean, happy, and glowing with love. She had been cared for not only with food but with attention, warmth, and kindness.
And just like that, Lala knew—she didn’t need to worry about losing anyone’s love. She was cherished completely, just as she was.
