As I’ve been mentioning for years and years, if I woke up tomorrow in complete remission I’d hop on a plane and go be a foster mom to some baboons for a while. To which people say, huh? I’m pleased to see yesterday’s Washington Post Magazine article, “Learning to Speak Baboon – The most maligned of primates has a name that is synonymous with stupid and a snouted face that only a mother could love. Well, maybe a surrogate mother.” Maybe more people will want to help the baboons.