A friend in high school had a pair of spider monkeys in a large cage. The female liked to have her head scratched. The male would poop in his hand and throw it at you.
“The male would poop in his hand and throw it at you”
No doubt he was marking his territory...
One of my Dad’s WWII stories was about camp life in the Philippines.
The troops would tidy up their tents for inspection and line up outside. While they were waiting for the CO to inspect his tent, the monkeys would sneak in and tear the place apart.
Of course, they wouldn’t know it until the CO walked in…..🤬