I am really glad that I am fuzzy. Sometimes being fuzzy isn't good, like when it gets hot in the summer. But this spring, it's been so rainy and damp, that it feels like summer will never come around. Mama Monkey promised me that summer will return, but I don't know. I think the rain is jealous of the sun and decided to take over for a while. At least the plants in Mama Monkey's garden are growing well.