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Primitive Goth Mock Monkey!
One night at bedtime, when the parents were tucking the
children into their warm beds and wiping runny noses and hearing prayers, Little
Gerald was telling his mom and dad what he wanted for his birthday, which was
the next day.
As the mother smoothed the hair from his eyes she noticed an eyelash on his cheek. She told Little Gerald that he could close his eyes, make a wish, and blow the eyelash away when his wish was made.
She assured him that his wish would come true!
This was the ultimate birthday bonus! He might even end up
with more gifts than he thought he'd get.
To a child, this was like winning the lottery!
Little Gerald thought for a moment and then told his mommy he
knew what he was going to wish for. He closed his eyes tight and said his wish
in his mind over and over again.
When he opened his eyes his mom asked if he had made the wish. He proudly nodded his head. When he went to speak, his little nose blew a bubble then he said, "Yep...I ordered a Mock Monkey!.......sniff"
Everyone began to laugh and then the parents hugged Little Gerald. Dad replied, "Don't you mean a SOCK Monkey, son?"
Little Gerald blushed and he turned his head to look away.
The laughter wound down and the parents left the room. Little Gerald pulled his blankets up under his chin and fell asleep with a smile on his face....
.... while blowing little nose-bubbles.
When morning arrived Little Gerald felt an odd sensation. He opened his sleepy eyes and saw something strange looking back at him. He immediately cried out to his parents.
When the parents approached the bedroom they stood in the
doorway and gasped.
It was not what they had hoped for.
Apparently, when Little Gerald made a wish for a SOCK Monkey and his nose was stopped-up, he said MOCK Monkey, instead of Sock Monkey....and to make it a little more interesting, the 'Eye-lash Fairies' sent him a GOTH Mock Monkey.
A barely audible voice whimpered out, "Dad, what IS it? What does he want? Why is he staring at me like that?"
The composed dad answered back, while lighting his pipe.
"Well, son, what you've got there is a Goth Mock Monkey. I've heard of this sort of thing before. It happened last year to Fred Graybeel's son. Fred's a man I work with.
We'll try to find him another home, but in the meanwhile, he's your responsibility."
Little Gerald was starting to become worried and scared that
he'd THINK the wrong thing, so he tried to think of pleasant things....like
showtunes or something. Gerald was keeping an eye on Mock Monkey's big red
mouth, his butt and his swishing tail.
Just then, Mock Monkey turned around, flashed his big red butt at Little Gerald and the butt began to sing the theme song to the musical 'Oklahoma!'
The family could only stare back, slack-jawed and a little leery of saying anything, or THINKING anything.
Mock Monkey went back to standing on the bed and staring at
Little Gerald, who at THIS point had voided himself and was scared to death to
Little Gerald looked up at the black velvet hat atop Mock Monkey's head. There was also a black tassle hanging down, right next to his ear.
Little Gerald gazed upon the braided black cording that hung
from Mock Monkey's vest...there were two red wooden beads, one on each cording.
Just then Little Gerald remembered that the Goth Mock Monkey could read minds, so he quickly told his mind "Don't think BALLS, Don't think BALLS...DO NOT THINK RED BALLS."
Lord only KNOWS what Mock Monkey could make of THAT.
But just then, Little Gerald smiled because there, dangling
from Mock Monkey's right hand, was a small Sock Monkey. He had gotten his wish
The days are long and weary as Little Gerald patiently waits for the Goth Mock Monkey to find a new home. He cleans up all the piles of Goth balls in the corners of his bedroom and he tolerates the silly songs that come into his head and that are then performed by the Mock Monkey's butt.
And when the Goth Sock Monkey finds a new home, things can get back to normal for Little Gerald.
Copyright © December 11, 2003 Cathy Palmer-Scruggs / Catt Alexander
Special thanks to Mal for the inspiration!
Another super special thanks to eBay seller imosh for the pentagram / inverted cross pendant.
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