Chiquito has mellow mornings and feisty mornings. This morning he was feisty, and managed to twist the bottle so it fit into the chain link like a puzzle piece…which he then yanked into the cage.
I didn’t have my camera to capture his impersonation of a drunken sailor, but suffice it to say Chiquito had his own party. And his last bottle.
Chiquito’s a big boy now. Still dependent on us, but not a baby any more...which supports the data establishing spider monkey infancy and nursing as being from birth until around the age of two.
He still likes to cuddle though.