This morning there was a monkey invasion at my guesthouse. I eat my breakfast on the back patio where there is a beautiful tree and a garden and a mynha bird that whistles and says hello. As I was eating my toast some of the servants who work at the guesthouse came out and pointed at the troop of red-faced monkeys that had gathered on the roof. One of the servants got out his sling shot and shot pebbles at the monkeys because they are very destructive and do things like throw tiles off the roof. During this invasion one monkey happened to break off the antenna for the cable tv.
The monkey troop hung around for about half an hour before moving on to another neighborhood. They are rascals.