decided to go to the nearest zoo to adopt a monkey pet. But the truth of the matter was that he just needed to make sure that he had done all in his power to get the little animal back to the lab for testing.
Besides, the fact that he stole a rat just made him feel as though he was some lowlife and that made him feel filthy. I mean, who steals a rat? Even the most desperate person on earth wouldn’t do that. And even the fact that he did it for a good cause wasn’t going to wash the bad taste from his mouth no matter how hard he tried to do so.
The problem with the ‘little’ baboon was that he was almost his size and getting to sneak him all the way into his home laboratory was most definitely going to be a hustle that he never wanted to engage. But from the look of things, it seemed as though the good doctor was left with no other choice but to make sure that he was doing all in his power to get things done rather perfectly indeed.
And the only way that Dr. Greene was going to make sure that he had everything on lock. And for starters, he was supposed to show the cute animal that he was on his side, something that he was finding it a tad difficult.
“You know what, I think it's for a good reason that they called these animals WILD. You think he will just stand there and smile at me as I try to trick him into going back home with me?” Dr. Greene complained.
The zoo keeper was having fun with his stupid questions since more often than not, the man almost fell laughing. The doctor was just too darn funny as far as he was concerned.
“Look, doctor; I am afraid that’s the only way for you to get this little one to go home with you. Just assume the baboon is a woman you just met at a club and you want to take her home. What will you do to seduce her? Simple, buy her drinks, look your best, be confident and then convince her that you mean no harm. Right?”
Doctor Greene just stared at him without uttering a word. Was he serious? This subject was a bloody baboon, not a woman. The zoo keeper didn’t need to hear the doctor respond to know that the assumption he had made was the worst one in the entire history of bad assumptions. So he immediately swallowed his words as swiftly as possible.
“Ok, ok. Maybe the woman thing was a bad example under such circumstances. But I am too darn sure that you get the point, right?” ok. So what are we going to do? If you want, I can help you take the little one back to his new home.”
“No. It’s ok. You say that I need to make friends with him, right?”
“Right.”
“Ok then, that’s what I am going to do.”
Dr. Greene figured that it would be very difficult for him to explain to the zoo keeper when he went back to his home and found out that he had a lab and wanted to do some illegal experiments on the poor creature. So he decided that he was going to do all in his power to ensure that he had won the little baboon.
“So, you were saying?”
“About what?” the zoo keeper asked, still with the delightful smile on his face
“About making friends with the baboon.”
“Oh, that? It’s simple. Just hand him the banana and smile. Then edge a little closer and make sure that you are avoiding the possibility of making eye contact until it allows you to touch him.”
“What if he doesn’t?”
“Well, he might just rip off your arm.”
There was a long and very awkward silence right before the zoo keeper, for the umpteenth time, burst out laughing like a hyena of a full belly.
“Ah, I am just messing with you man. The baboon is tamed. You can just talk to him and take him home. Oh snap, I can’t get enough of this.”
Dr. Greene hated the zoo keeper almost immediately.
Chapter 5:
-The unusual visit-
Dr. Greene had just called in at work and told them that they shouldn’t expect him at all since he had come down with some kind of very contagious flu. And as soon as his poorly framed
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