I really liked the story and pictures of little, lost Darwin, the monkey in a sheepskin jacket that was found in a Canadian Ikea. At the time of typing, he's currently banged up in an animal sanctuary as I think he might be an illegal pet.
I loved his little confused expression. Poor little thing.
Born from an egg on a mountain top. Monkey was funky and couldn't stop.
Were those even the real words? Who cares. Let's journey to the East with Monkey.
Being the illustrator extraordinaire and wondrous wordsmith that I am, I will endeavor to entertain you through the pages of this blog. I am still not sure if there will be any point to my ramblings but I feel that it has to be done so I am doing it. May God have mercy on all our adorable souls.