In a peaceful little village surrounded by rice fields and green trees, there lived a playful baby monkey named Mimi and a mischievous dog named Rex. They were both part of a kind farmer’s family who took care of many animals. Mimi had been rescued when she was just a tiny baby, still clinging to a piece of cloth like it was her mother. Rex had been there much longer, always running around guarding the house and keeping everyone laughing with his funny tricks.
But lately, Rex had found a new game — teasing little Mimi. He didn’t mean to hurt her; he just loved watching her reactions. Every time Mimi sat quietly eating a banana or playing with her toys, Rex’s tail would start wagging, and that mischievous sparkle would appear in his eyes.
One bright morning, Mimi sat under the big mango tree, nibbling on a piece of fruit. Her little hands peeled the mango carefully, and she hummed softly. Suddenly, whoosh! — Rex dashed by, snatching the mango skin from her hands and ran in circles around the yard.
“Woof! Woof! Catch me if you can!” Rex barked happily.
Mimi squealed, jumping up and down in frustration. “Eee! Eee!” she cried, waving her tiny arms. She chased Rex, but the dog was too fast. He darted left, then right, tail wagging wildly. Every time Mimi got close, he’d sprint away, his tongue hanging out and his eyes gleaming with playful delight.
After a few minutes of running, Mimi stopped and puffed. She sat down on the grass, crossing her little arms with an angry pout. Rex, seeing that his friend was mad, slowly walked back, dropping the mango skin in front of her. He tilted his head and gave her the cutest, most innocent look.
Mimi couldn’t stay angry for long. She poked Rex’s nose and laughed. “Eee!” she chirped, which in her own language meant, You’re naughty, but I still like you.
From that day, this became their daily routine. Every morning after breakfast, the teasing would begin. Sometimes Rex would hide Mimi’s toys; other times, he’d tug at the towel she wore like a little blanket. Mimi learned to expect it, and although she would act angry, deep down, she enjoyed every bit of attention from her dog friend.
One afternoon, when the sun was warm and golden, Mimi sat on the porch drinking milk from her bottle. Rex lay nearby pretending to nap, but his eyes were open, watching her. He waited until she got distracted by a butterfly, and then—swoosh!—he jumped up and barked loudly.
Startled, Mimi dropped the bottle, and milk spilled everywhere. Rex barked again, wagging his tail and spinning around. Mimi stood up, hands on her hips, and scolded him in her little monkey way. “Eee-eee! Eee!” she shouted, pointing to the milk.
The farmer, hearing the commotion, came out and laughed. “Rex! You’re such a troublemaker! Poor Mimi.” He wiped the spilled milk and handed Mimi another bottle. Rex lowered his head like he was sorry, but when the farmer wasn’t looking, he winked at Mimi as if saying, Got you again!
Mimi couldn’t help but giggle. Even though Rex was naughty, she loved playing with him. He made every day more exciting.
That evening, as the sky turned orange, Mimi climbed onto the fence and swung back and forth. Rex sat below, watching her, his tongue hanging out. Suddenly, Mimi lost her grip and slipped! She squealed in fear, but before she hit the ground, Rex jumped forward and caught her on his back.
They both tumbled into the grass, and for a moment everything was quiet. Then Mimi started laughing, hugging Rex’s neck tightly. Rex barked softly, as if saying, Don’t worry, I got you.
From that day on, their friendship grew even stronger. Mimi still got teased — Rex couldn’t resist — but now she teased him back! When Rex was drinking water, Mimi would sneak up and tap his tail. When he chased chickens, she would swing from the fence and drop a leaf on his head.
They became the funniest duo in the village. The farmer’s children loved to watch them play. Sometimes they’d make videos of their silly moments — Rex stealing bananas, Mimi hiding behind buckets, both rolling in the mud. Everyone who saw them laughed.
But not every day was full of sunshine. One morning, dark clouds gathered, and a storm rolled in. The wind howled, and heavy rain soaked everything. The animals all ran for shelter. Mimi, frightened by the loud thunder, hid under a wooden table, shivering.
Rex, who hated thunder too, ran inside the house, but when he didn’t see Mimi, he barked anxiously. “Woof! Woof!” He ran back outside, searching everywhere. The rain poured down on him, but he didn’t stop until he found her.
Mimi was still under the table, hugging her little towel. Rex crawled under beside her, pressing close to keep her warm. She looked up with teary eyes and reached for his fur. He licked her cheek softly.
For the rest of that stormy night, they stayed together. Rex’s warmth comforted Mimi, and she finally fell asleep leaning on him. When the morning came, the sky was clear again, and the sun glowed over the wet grass. The farmer found them curled up together, and he smiled warmly. “My little troublemakers,” he said softly, “you take care of each other so well.”
After that night, Rex’s teasing changed. He was still playful, but he became gentler. Instead of stealing food, he’d nudge Mimi to play tag. Instead of barking too loud, he’d bring her sticks or chase butterflies with her. Mimi, now more confident, would climb higher trees, calling down for Rex to watch her.
One day, the farmer brought home a new ball. He tossed it across the yard, and Rex chased after it — but this time, he brought it back not for himself, but for Mimi. He gently dropped it in her hands. Mimi’s eyes widened with surprise and joy. She hugged Rex tightly.
From then on, the teasing was full of love — a special kind of friendship that only two playful souls could understand. They ran through the fields, splashed in puddles, shared fruit, and sometimes even napped together in the shade.
The villagers who passed by would always smile at the sight — a big, happy dog lying peacefully beside a tiny monkey. They were different in every way, yet they fit together perfectly.
And if you ever visited that little village on a sunny afternoon, you might still see them — Mimi giggling as Rex chases her in circles, both of them covered in dust and joy. Because even though the dog liked to tease the baby monkey, deep down, that teasing was just another way of saying:
“I love you, my little friend.”
