Still young and full of mischief, Dawn had managed to roll around in some mystery gunk during her morning playtime. No one was quite sure what it was—mud, fruit juice, or maybe something even worse—but the smell was strong enough to alert everyone nearby. Even the other baby monkeys didn’t want to sit too close!
Brother Kosol, the gentle and caring caretaker, noticed right away. With a warm laugh and a shake of his head, he picked up Baby Dawn, who looked both confused and proud of her stinky achievement. “Oh no, Dawn,” Kosol said with a smile, “you’re not getting away with this one. It’s bath time!”
Baby Dawn wasn’t thrilled about that.
As Kosol carried her to the bathing area, she clung to his shirt and let out little whimpers, already suspecting what was coming. But Kosol, who had bathed dozens of baby monkeys before, knew just how to handle her. He spoke softly, reassuring her with every step.
When they reached the wash basin, he gently placed her on a soft towel and filled a small tub with warm water. Dawn squirmed a little, but didn’t resist too much—maybe she knew she needed this more than anyone else.
Kosol lathered a bit of gentle soap and began scrubbing her fur, starting with her hands, then her feet, then slowly over her back and belly. As the dirt and stink washed away, Dawn began to relax. Her eyes half-closed, and a little sigh escaped her lips. Maybe bath time wasn’t so bad after all.
Bubbles floated in the air as Kosol playfully blew some toward her, making her giggle. It turned from a dreaded chore into a sweet bonding moment. By the time the final rinse came, Dawn was clean, fluffy, and smelling like a fresh little flower.
Kosol wrapped her up in a towel and held her close as she shivered slightly in the breeze. “There we go,” he whispered. “Now you smell like the sweet girl you are.”
As they walked back toward the troop, Baby Dawn nestled into his arms, now happy and fresh. The other monkeys welcomed her back with curious sniffs—and finally, they didn’t turn away! She had earned her spot in the cuddle pile once again.
That morning wasn’t just about cleaning—it was about love, care, and a tiny monkey who learned that even stinky mornings can have happy endings.
