Jungle mystery. . .

The other day while we were working outside around the grounds, there was a caterwauling that had everyone stumped. It lasted for a few hours, and the closest thing I could compare it to would be an old-time aaoo-gah horn.

Some thought it was a calf in distress, but it sounded like it was high up in the trees.

Personally, I was voting for Bigfoot, having grown up in the Northwest where the critter makes its home.

After a few hours, the mystery was finally solved: It was a howler monkey. Probably an older one, or one with a bad chest cold or two-pack-a-day habit.