It's a small piece of land, ground barren with scattered debris of sticks, divided by a wooden bamboo and wired fence. On one side lies a Capuchin monkey, tied by the neck to a chain that extends to a nearby Tamarind tree. On the fence is another Capuchin nibbling on its toes and fingers. A familiar whinnie makes its way to my ears. From my time spent observing troops of spider monkeys in the wild, I knew there was one amongst me. I saw this Long Limbed Beauty gracefully climb the chain to a Tamarind branch then back down to a post in the middle of the fence.
