CHIQUITO
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Chiquito was adopted by a childless campesino couple in late March of 2010 when he was six days old, after his mother was killed for bushmeat. He had no fur, and fit in the palm of Maria's hand. Maria and Hanzel raised Chiquito like a human child. He ate what they ate, drank milk from a sippy cup, slept in their bed, and used the toilet and flushed after himself. As he got older Chiquito started biting Maria, and was put in a cage on the side of the house. We got him a couple of months before his second birthday.
Chiquito is definitely a daddy's boy, although he'll come to me when I extend my arms (especially if I have peanuts or raisins in my pocket) and sit happily for long periods of time. Nevertheless, he much prefers men to women and shows definite respect for age. Men in their twenties get mooned or, if Chiquito wraps his arms around their ankle, gently humped. Mature men get their heads embraced and pulled to Chiquito's chest for a pectoral sniff.
At two-and-half Chiquito is now a juvenile rather than an infant. His diet is fruit (about 90%), green vegetables like butter lettuce and beans (about 5%), and other unprocessed food such as peanuts and honeycomb (5%).
We are not concerned about Chiquito trying to escape. We take him in and out of his cage on a leash, but only because he will go to great lengths to get in the house. His two "break and entries" to date resulted in him helping himself to whatever he wanted, and catching him was impossible...we have subsequently renamed the catwalk in the great room "the monkey walk." Chiquito climbs and plays off-leash in the jungle, but he always keeps us in sight and returns immediately at any sign of danger, including birds of prey or a troop of white-faced capuchin monkeys. (We carry a machete to protect both ourselves and Chiquito and Lolita.)
We plan to but Lolita in with Chiquito when she's big enough, and give him a fulltime companion.
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Chiquito is definitely a daddy's boy, although he'll come to me when I extend my arms (especially if I have peanuts or raisins in my pocket) and sit happily for long periods of time. Nevertheless, he much prefers men to women and shows definite respect for age. Men in their twenties get mooned or, if Chiquito wraps his arms around their ankle, gently humped. Mature men get their heads embraced and pulled to Chiquito's chest for a pectoral sniff.
At two-and-half Chiquito is now a juvenile rather than an infant. His diet is fruit (about 90%), green vegetables like butter lettuce and beans (about 5%), and other unprocessed food such as peanuts and honeycomb (5%).
We are not concerned about Chiquito trying to escape. We take him in and out of his cage on a leash, but only because he will go to great lengths to get in the house. His two "break and entries" to date resulted in him helping himself to whatever he wanted, and catching him was impossible...we have subsequently renamed the catwalk in the great room "the monkey walk." Chiquito climbs and plays off-leash in the jungle, but he always keeps us in sight and returns immediately at any sign of danger, including birds of prey or a troop of white-faced capuchin monkeys. (We carry a machete to protect both ourselves and Chiquito and Lolita.)
We plan to but Lolita in with Chiquito when she's big enough, and give him a fulltime companion.
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