Minea was a lively little baby monkey, full of curiosity and playful mischief. Every day was an adventure—and today, her curiosity led her to a quiet corner of the homestead, where the chickens kept their precious nest. One chicken in particular, the fierce Mommy Chicken, wasn’t exactly thrilled about her tiny visitor. 🐔😠
That morning, with breakfast barely done, Minea’s eyes sparkled as she spotted the cozy hay nest nestled under the bamboo shade. “Just one little peek,” she whispered to herself, tiptoeing through the soft dirt. But before she could get close, Mommy Chicken clucked loudly—sharp and stern.
Minea froze, then burst into a cheeky giggle and took another step forward. Mommy Chicken puffed up her feathers and locked eyes with the mischievous monkey. But Minea wasn’t backing down just yet. She reached out one tiny hand toward a shiny brown egg…
SQUAWK!
Mommy Chicken launched forward in full-on defense mode! Startled, Minea let out a squeaky shriek and tumbled backward, scrambling up a nearby branch. She clung there, swinging and laughing, treating the chase like the best game ever. Meanwhile, Mommy Chicken paced angrily below, fluffing her feathers and grumbling at the commotion.
Later that day, despite stern warnings from the older monkeys, Minea snuck back to the nest. The soft hay, the warm eggs, the quiet clucks—it all called to her like a secret treasure. This time, she didn’t get too close. She blinked sweetly, smiled, and plopped down just a few steps away, quietly watching the nest in wonder.
Maybe, just maybe, she was learning her lesson.
Or maybe… she was just waiting for the perfect moment to try again. 😏🌿
