It was a sunny afternoon, and Lyly’s mother had planned a little outing. The sky was blue, the breeze was cool, and it seemed like the perfect day for a walk in the garden or maybe even a short trip to the nearby park. But inside the house, Monkey Lyly had her eyes glued to the screen, completely mesmerized. Her tiny hands clutched the remote, and her legs were curled up comfortably on her soft blanket. It didn’t matter what show was playing—if the TV was on, Lyly was all in.
Her mother gently called out, “Lyly, let’s go out for a bit. The weather’s lovely!” But Lyly didn’t even turn her head. Her tail twitched slightly, and her eyes remained fixed on the screen. A funny animal cartoon was playing, and she was giggling and clapping like she was part of the cast. Her mother chuckled and shook her head. “Is this your new passion now? TV over adventure?”
Lyly’s eyes sparkled, but she only offered a quick glance and then turned back to the show. She was completely hooked—laughing when the silly monkey on screen fell off a tree, and gasping when the hero saved the day. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to go outside; it was just that, at that moment, nothing seemed more important than finishing that episode.
Eventually, her mother gave in and sat beside her. “Maybe just ten more minutes,” she said with a smile. They ended up watching the rest of the show together, laughing and bonding in a different way than they had planned.
So while Monkey Lyly might have skipped an outdoor trip that day, her passion brought another kind of joy—a shared moment, full of laughter and cuddles. And tomorrow, maybe she’d be ready to explore the world again. But today? Today was TV day, and Lyly wouldn’t miss it for anything.
