We’ve all been running around lately with introductions and keeping things moving. So whenever there’s a slow moment, I like to take a breather and visit everyone, just to hang out. This week, I was wandering through the chimp house, hoping to find someone up for some company, when I spotted something strange: a long bamboo stick wedged inside a towel on the tool chest near the playrooms. I could tell right away I’d walked in on something mid-mission—and sure enough, the culprit was Honey B, in the middle of what looked suspiciously like a towel heist. When she saw me, Honey B marched right over, politely (but insistently) demanding the return of her bamboo stick. I handed it back, no questions asked. As a thank you, Honey B insisted on making sure my arm, shoes, and even my radio were spotless—her own version of gratitude.




