My Spirit Animal
My spirit animal was an obese macaque monkey known as Uncle Fat or Uncle Fatty. He was from Thailand and weighing almost twice as much as he should have. Tourists would reportedly look on as he chowed down on fruit, pop and sugary snacks the tourist would themselves would feed him. He was reportedly the leader of his pack and would commander snacks from other members. He reportedly even instructed them to go out and search for food for him. I wonder if any monkey wars were started because of Uncle Fat. You ever seen those fights on Youtube between large packs of monkeys? It's wild, they... they bite each other's groins.
Any ways, Uncle Fat was taken to a fat camp at one point and lost a bit of weight. Reports say he either escaped from the camp or was returned, but either way he disappeared and hasn't been since. One news article stated that species of monkey knows their time is coming, they leave the pack and disappear, never to be seen again.
I seem to have honored him by accidentally growing out my own belly and developing an oral fixation, where I feel constantly compelled to drink or eat something. In any case, RIP Uncle Fat, he was a truly chunky monke.
