We are locked, behind bars (most likely forever). Well not all of us, it’s just the male adults of our species. Hopefully, our loved ones are safe and in an incredibly good hiding place because this isn’t hide and seek, this is the real deal, life or death, it’s as simple as that. It is so unfair, after so many years of freeodom in the wild, we are stuck in one place. We are supposed to roam around anywhere we like and bathe in the fresh, spring water. Those stupid, weird, selfish, unfair creatures – that have two legs and two arms – (let’s call them fanillies) have no sense of justice what-so-ever. But I think I’d better start being more grateful because I mean they have devoted a whole lock-up place for us; I am very, truly sorry where have my manners gone. They also have a very strange and funny language. We’ve all heard the fanillies say the words: ‘gorilla’, ‘monkey’ and ‘big’ many times.