I don’t think it’s any secret that I love monkeys.  No, that’s not true.  I’m obsessed with monkeys.  And lest you think it’s just me, my cousin has informed me that her daughter also has an intense love for monkeys as does another cousin of mine.  A family thing?  Probably not, the rest of the family is totally repulsed by our monkey love. Anyway, my love for monkeys began when I was quite young and continues to this day.  Just ask my loving and patient husband who has to stare at a monkey every time he, ahem, avails himself of the facilities.  Seriously, if you want to know the real…