The monkeys were fun but not as fun as normal pets. You couldn’t, for instance, let them roam around the house. They are too destructive, as they grab onto everything with their tails and swing around.
You also need a very large cage. We kept them in floor-to-ceiling cages in the basement.
You could take them for a walk on a leash but you wouldn’t get very far, because everyone who drives by slams on the brakes and then rushes over to see the strange animal on a leash.
We had 3 squirrel monkeys and 1 woolly. All cute. The photo shows me and the woolly monkey, Cookie.