There are lots of monkeys around here, and I do mean lots. I’ve seen troops of over a hundred. My landlord and his son take turns guarding the garden and house from monkey attacks. Sometimes I wake up to the sounds of yah!! yah!! arrhh!! as they are chasing them away. They often make their escape over the roof, which is unfortunately made of tin so it’s really loud. This fellow appears to be contemplating mischief of some sort.