Strange when I read this, my first thought was, "poor monkey!" I am an animal lover... But it could also be empathy for the addict. what it must be like to be so consumed by something, you can't let go, even when the hunter shows up. The will to live gets trumped by a substance.
I remember telling my AGF that I didn't understand how someone can love a "thing" more than the people in their lives, but learning more about addiction has helped me gain insight.
thanks for posting that!