Tales of Amazonia: Volume I

One day a howler monkey opened his front door and found a baby puma on his doorstep. "His mother must have been killed by the hunters, " he said to himself, "and now the little thing is lost. How beautifully red he is - just like us!" And so the howler took the puma in with his own family, fed him at his table, raised him as a son and paid him more attention than he did his own offspring. "Anyway, " the howler said, "I have a mane like an African lion, and I can make the same noise as a big cat.
Why, I'm practically a feline myself. Thanks to my new son I shall be feared and respected." The howler took to riding about on his son's back and the puma bared his teeth and stuck out his claws, inspiring great fear and respect, just to keep his father happy. But he reassured his fellow creatures, promising that he would never use his strength against them. One day a howler monkey opened his front door and found a baby puma on his doorstep. "His mother must have been killed by the hunters, " he said to himself, "and now the little thing is lost.
How beautifully red he is - just like us!" And so the howler took the puma in with his own family, fed him at his table, raised him as a son and paid him more attention than he did his own offspring. "Anyway, " the howler said, "I have a mane like an African lion, and I can make the same noise as a big cat. Why, I'm practically a feline myself. Thanks to my new son I shall be feared and respected." The howler took to riding about on his son's back and the puma bared his teeth and stuck out his claws, inspiring great fear and respect, just to keep his father happy.
But he reassured his fellow creatures, promising that he would never use his strength against them.