her cubs from premature labour. Shortly after she became depressed and her health declined, and she was diagnosed with depression. So they wrapped up piglets in tiger cloth, and gave them to the tiger. The tiger now loves these pigs an
I want her. I want a little baby girl monkey. Not a human daughter. But a monkey daughter. I could dress her up and she'd never tell me she hates me. And she wouldn't start drama. I need a baby girl monkey.