I was going through old pics today and I came across this one. I cried like a baby. His name is Spencer. I had him for 3 years and had to let him go when I got divorced 2 years ago. My ex husband was trying to get custody of my youngest son and used Spencer to try and make that happen. He wanted the courts to believe that my kids were in danger with a monkey in the house. Not true at all. He was so incredibly gentle and I feel my children were blessed to have had him in their lives for the time that they did. I found a wonderful home for him with a family that has raised monkeys for years. It broke my heart but I couldn't afford to fight him in court.
This picture is with my oldest son, Taylor
