Albert isn’t the wildest, fastest, or loudest monkey in the troop. In fact, he’s the opposite — calm, gentle, and always finding a way to stay relaxed. But there’s one thing that Albert is famous for among the troop: the way he completely freezes like a statue when his mommy grooms him.
Every day, after meals or nap time, Albert’s mom calls him over for grooming. It’s her way of showing love and care — removing tiny bugs, bits of dirt, and giving him that special touch only a mom can give. And every single time, without fail, baby Albert does the same thing: he stays completely still, eyes half-closed, face serious, like he’s in a deep jungle meditation.
One afternoon, as the troop was resting under a shady tree, Albert’s mom sat down, gently pulled him close, and began her usual routine. The moment her fingers touched his fur, Albert’s body froze. His arms hung by his side, his back straightened, and he didn’t move a muscle. His little face turned blank, but peaceful, like he had entered another world.
The other baby monkeys giggled. They tried poking him, waving leaves near his face, even jumping around — but nothing worked. Albert remained perfectly still, soaking in every second of his grooming like a little king at a spa.
One of the caretakers watching from nearby burst into laughter. “Look at him! He’s in a grooming trance again!” they joked, filming the adorable moment.
His mother, focused and loving, gently cleaned behind his ears, combed through his fur with her fingers, and gave him tiny nibbles on his back to get rid of itchy spots. Albert didn’t even blink. His body relaxed more and more with each soft touch, as if every little scratch was a magic spell.
It wasn’t just funny — it was heartwarming. The trust between Albert and his mother was so pure. In a world where wild animals often face daily stress and uncertainty, this moment of calm showed the quiet beauty of love, comfort, and care in the animal world.
Eventually, after about fifteen minutes of total stillness, his mother gave one final lick on his head. Just like magic, Albert blinked, stretched out his arms, and let out a long sigh — as if waking up from a dream.
Then, with a little hop, he ran off to play again, light as a feather and fluffier than ever.
