ter> A Day in the Life of a Bonobo Chimp Before I show you the first page in my daily journal I must first give you some insight about my kind, the pygmy chimps, or bonobos, as I prefer to be called. I prefer to be called a bonobo rather than a pygmy chimp, because my kind are not chimpanzees, we are practically humans, 99.6% genetically the same to be exact. So please do not refer to me as a pygmy chimp. Were as far from chimps, as chimps are from gorillas. Here is the lowdown on my fellow bonobos and I. Males and females look just about the same, except for the obvious, which will be talked about much more later in my story.
My kind has black hair covering their entire body, excluding face, hands, and feet. Children have a white spot on their tail stub, while elders hair gets gray with age (another one of those human characteristics).
Though we do share the same long arm, short leg characteristic as our inferior relatives, the chimps, we have a more slender body structure than them. We are much smaller than regular chimpanzees, where the ignorant name pygmy chimp comes from, about 2 to 3 feet tall, but weigh between 65 and 90 pounds, males weighing more. In a daily meal depending on the season we eat everything from fresh fruit and honey to termites, worms, and even small reptiles and squirrels. When the season gets hot and dry we must eat the stems and roots of plants. From the humans I have talked to I have learned that my kind is endangered, or for all of the idiotic chimpanzees, there arent very many of us left.
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One woman has told me that we are endangered because of our high expectations of living standards. We wouldnt think of living anywhere besides the secondary tropical lowland rainforests in Zaire. She told me another reason that my kind was endangered was because of something called, poaching. I had no clue what that meant, but after she explained it I was shocked to find that animals other than leopards hunted us. Finally before this female human left I asked her why she wasnt afraid of me and my kind, and she told me that we seemed much more relaxed than any other animal she has ever seen. I though about this for only a second, and I knew why (told later in the story).
Now that Ive told you a little background of my kind, the bonobos, I believe you are now ready to read the first page in my journal. Day 1; Februcary 42, 7124: This morning I woke up with the sun in my tree hammock I had built last night. The whole tribe had slept here last night, all 118 of us. Many of the females in the top of the tree had already woken up, and some had already begun having sex*. I had heard a couple of them fighting last night, now they are literally kissing and making up. My male friends and I never do anything like that; maybe that is why we never stick up for each other, unlike the females.
I decided before I went out into my own group today Id better have some sex. I called down for one of the lady bonobos to come on down to my hammock. She did of course and we had sex face to face. While in this process I remembered one of the wildlife experts I had talked to told me that we were the only other animals besides humans that could accomplish this feat. Along with this they also told me how we were the only other creatures to participate in non-reproductive sex. Pretty amazing isnt it? Well after I got done with her I felt pretty relaxed. After just relaxing in my hammock for another couple of nacutes (form of time for bonobos), I felt it was time for my subgroup to go out for some breakfast.
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I was hungry, but I had to wait for the females to lead us, and my groups female leader was still up in the top of the tree having sex with three other females. I yelled up to them to hurry up, and thats when they got mad, they came swinging down the tree. I could tell that they were mad, all their mouths were open, but none of their teeth were showing (characteristic of being angry).
Thats when I decided to shut up. Then the leader of my group started out of the tree. She and a 5 of her female friends led me and 9 of my male friends to where we would hunt for breakfast. She led us right to a nest of flying squirrels, my favorite.
The women climbed up the tree and threw down the dead squirrels. We all shared the tasty breakfast, and went back to the tree. Our group was the first one back so, I decided to make up with the females I had aggravated earlier, so we all had sex. Even one of the females sons joined in*. Now that we were all friends again we all went back to our hammocks for a nap. When I woke up it was time for lunch, and for a change the females were ready too.
Our hunting trip wasnt as successful this time around, the females didnt see any squirrels, and so we had to resort to termites. On our way home two little male bonobos started fighting and throwing dirt at each other. Their moms came and picked them up and took them back to the tree with them. In the tree I could see the two kids were making up, one had his mouth around the others genitals*** (this only occurs between adolescent male bonobos as an apology).
From now until dinner the entire group just sat around, being lazy, telling each other how their day went. Right before sundown the females called out to all the subgroups that it was time for dinner.
I followed our groups female around for a while, I seemed like she didnt know where she was going, but then there was a boar out in the open all by itself. The women formed a group and went out to attack the boar, while me and the guys just sat back and watched. When they finally killed it we all went over and shared the great feast for dinner. All of us went back to the tree stuffed. The females had taken so long killing the boar, we were the last group back. I didnt matter though, we must have had the best dinner.
It got dark pretty fast that night, and I could not find anybody to have sex with, so that night I had to masturbate*. * As awkward and grotesque as these situations sound, these things do occur frequently within the bonobo communities..
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