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"No! No no no." My wife's face was a little scrunched up as she spoke " Gunner. The one we have is a handful and I don't know if I could handle another. I really don't think that would be a good idea!"

I had to act, and fast, because when she had made up her mind there would be no changing it. Perogative of a woman or not this was one argument I had to win.
"Love. Davy is moving and he needs our help. Theo is a nice young lady and may even have a positive effect. Monsa hand is a bit wild and a ladies touch may calm him down." I hope and pray that is "Could you just come to dinner and meet her?" I was desperate. Heck I was almost gibbering.

"No. Gunner, I just don't know.. I love Monsa hand and want the best for him, but two in one house is going to be too much. I don't know if we could afford another one."

She was right. Monsa hand breaks a lot of stuff in his desire to have fun, but the cost of him is not a major factor to me.
"Love. Two monsters will not be that much more..." I never finished the line because from between us on the table a small sniff arose.

We both looked down and there was Monsa hand holding the small piece of green ribbon. His one eye was larger then I had ever seen it. It was also red and tearing up as he looked up at us.
He raised the ribbon up so we could see it and with a frown on his face he whispered "But I found her. I.. I . I found the little blue girl and she likes me" He was fighting so hard not to cry. To him only girls cried, not boys. But just looking at him I knew he was loosing this fight.

"Monsa.." I started
"No! I like her a lot." he stopped to wipe his face and continued. "I love her and you don't and I don't like you no more!"
With a sob he grasped the small ribbon to his chest and rolled up into a small furry sad ball and laid there, all alone in this world.

There are times in this world when just one glance can say so much. I looked at my wife and she to me and the choice was made. Elizabeth reached down and with a well practiced act scritched his head just a little. The fur parted and one red eye poked out and he spoke

"Leave me alone."
Before he could reroll back into his protective fur ball she acted.
"Monsa? You know I love you, right?"
With a larger sniff then normal "No!"
"Well I do, and I will meet her, but if she is not a good girl I don't want her for you"

With something like a hair explosion he opened up and ran up her arm and embraced her neck. "I love you! I love you! I love you! She is nice and really pretty and she smells good, you'll like her."

With that said he just shut his eye and held on to my wife's neck ,
Later that day she told me that at that moment he started to purr.

David and I sat there talking for 30 minutes or so about monsters and our lives with them. It seems he ended up with his first two monsters when he opened his mail box to get his mail and the mail box screamed out "Don't eat us!". His life took a bit of a twilight zone turn just like mine did.
"Our kids had grown and moved and there I was with two hungry crying little things and wondering if I had gone around the bend. Luckily my wife thought they were cute and took them under her wing. She was the unifier in our household."
"I agree. When monsa hand needs a little TLC because I have grounded him or something my dear wife is the one he goes to. She does mother him a little...Make that a lot."

We kept talking until interrupted by Theo.
"Davy." She tugged on his shirt sleeve a bit "Davy. I want to go home now please."
I noticed that she seemed a little sad now. Her voice had a bit of urgency in it. "Please let's go home Davy".
"OK dear. Hop into my pocket." She ran over to his jacket and climbed into the breast pocket and burrowed deep inside.
"Is she OK?"
"Yeah. She's just fine." He paused for a second. "She knows about me moving and her having to go somewhere else and when she starts thinking about it she gets a little depressed and clingy. Right now she needs a little time at home. I am going to talk to her some more about the subject. Theo knows it's best, she just doesn't like it of course."

"Poor little thing. Listen. Lets get together for dinner if that's OK with you. Got plans for Tuesday?"
"No. Hold on." He pulled a business card and quickly wrote something on the back. "Here is my home address. Drop by about 5 and I will have my Yankee pot Roast done. Theo really loves it.
"It's a date."

David was only gone about 5 minutes when my wife showed up.
"Goofing off I see. How is monsa hand ever going to find the ...." She stopped when she saw monsa hand sitting there. Not just sitting there, but sitting there holding a small piece of green ribbon in his arms.
"Guess who we found dear and guess where we are going Tuesday might?"
"She's going to move in with us. I love her!" he then hugged the ribbon even more.

"Arrggghhh! 5 minutes late and I miss everything."

For a second after his comment I just sat there. I knew I had heard correctly, but not sure why I had heard it.
I said quietly so the monsas could not hear. "You want me to what?"
"Don't worry. She knows" He reached over to where the monsas where sitting and gave Theo a nice scritch on the back of her head.
"You see. I'm not a spring chicken anymore and I have decided to move to a retirement community in Florida. Theo has moved with me once but this time there seems no way for her to live there. Can you imagine the chaos that would occur with a community of 70 year old ladies with bad hearts and a small furry thing running around that talks. They would be dropping like flies. Not sure if that would be good for me, her, or them."

Up till now I was mainly just listening to him. He did go into some more details about why moving with Theo would be impossible. Everyone of them a good reason but I had to ask the question that needed to be asked.
"Does she want to move in with us?" We both looked over to Theo and the answer was obvious. There she was curled up next to Monsa hand asleep. He was next to her but his eye was open. His eye was happily just looking at he with a contentment that I had not seen before.
"I think she and he just made the decision for us."

"What does your wife think about Theo moving?"
"She passed away several years ago. During the first two monsas we had. She loved them. She was the one who found them and showed me that they were not just strange little furry mimics, but diminutive children."
"I'm sorry. I would have loved to meet her."

"I would love for her to move in with us, monsa hand even more so, but I need to throw this by my wife. Lets just say Monsa antics are a bit troublesome on the best of days. He alone is a handful, having two is a big step."
With a smile "Don't worry too much. The females have always had a great civilizing influence on the little guys in their life. You will most likely find him being much better behaved than ever before."
"Cool. I have a question. Does she like chocolate?"
His "Do bears poop in the woods?" was the answer I got and we then started to regale each other with tales of their antics and happenings.

I turned to the new voice. Before me stood the driver of the other car. The one I saw for just a split second before rear-ending the car in front of me.
"Hi. Mind if I sit, my legs aren't as good as they used to be." With a nod from me he sat down in the other side of the booth.

"Hi Davy. See! See! I told you we would find him. I told you. There he is. There's Monsa hand. See." Now even Theo was smiling big. "I told you there was another monsa here." She then scurried over to "Davy" and in a whisper that even I could here said "I think he likes me. He's cute."
The violent nodding up and down of monsa's head in confirmation reinforced that obvious view.

"She calls me Davy but my name is David." We shook hands and got to know each other.
Turns out that Theo had smelled Monsa hand that day at the mall also but did not tell Davy for days. By then she was not sure what day she had smelled him so like Monsa hand and I they have been patrolling the mall on the weekends to try to find us.
"We had stopped coming by, but when she told me she saw one in another car we started back hunting."

By now Theo and Monsa hand had curled up next to each other and were whispering. Since the whispers were sprinkled with giggles from her every once in awhile I was not too worried about what they were talking about. Kids will be kids. Even ones with crushes on each other.
Turns out Theo was the third generation of monsas Dave had raised.
"Normally monsas kind of hook up with another right after birth and stay together forever, but Theo never found a little boy she liked for herself so she was raised single."

"Are there more in town?" This I really wanted to know. Poor monsa always seemed so sad and alone and I would love to introduce him to others.
"Yeah. There are some. I would say probably about a hundred total. Most live with families like you and me. I feel they think we serve them. Personally I know of only two other couples that have monsas right now."
Can you introduce me to them?" Now I was happy. Now I felt like I wanted to jump up and down like Monsa was earlier.
"Sure. No problem. But could I ask a really big favor of you?"
"Ask away."

"Well the main reason I am happy to see you, and for more reasons then just finding the "cute little brown walker" as Theo described him, I need you to take her please. I just can't keep her with me anymore."

Seeing him and that ribbon took my breath away. He looked so happy. At that moment the world revolved around him and that small piece of green ribbon.

"Monsa?" I leaned down and looked him right in his eye. "Where did you get that ribbon?"
"She gave it to me" as he said that he hugged it closer to his chest and smiled. I have to admit here that he even seemed to purr for a second.
"And where is SHE?" I asked this and immediately started to look around at other booths and people. No one seemed to be paying us much attention and I saw nothing out of the ordinary.
As I was looking around I felt a small furry pad touch my hand. "What do you want monssaa...." I turned back

I never finished what I was going to say. There she was. Looking up at me with her one big green eye was the little girl monsa. My chest felt tight and I was honestly afraid to say anything to avoid scaring her. I mean here was the object of monsa hands dreams. Here was the little green eyed monsa with a bow in her hair. Well it was not in her hair now. Monsa hand was behind her holding it like a holy relic and smiling way to big for my likes.
"There she is biggy, there she is. She's pretty" Monsa hand was almost hopping now. His little body was not big enough for all the happiness and joy it was feeling right now.

"Is he going to faint on us?" With these words I almost laughed out loud, but I did give her a big smile. "No. I think he will be ok. But he has been wanting to see you for a long time. You do know he has a crush on you?"
"Yes. But he is cute and I like him. You know you might want to cut back on his soda intake." She paused for a second and then extended her front arm "Hello, my name is Theadora, but you can call me Theo." I reached out and shook her paw.

"My name is Gunner, you can call me biggy." Heck. Monsa calls me that, might as well have her call me that also.

"Are you with anyone?" I do not exactly think she drove herself here and she was seen in another car the last time.
"She's with me." came a large human voice from behind me.