Now, when is a rat, not a rat?  When a deserter from a ship is not a real rat, but acts like a rat and deserts a ship before it sinks.  Our ship's Captain (Lt) J.O. Potts (LSM 51) and  the Captain of the LSM 318, Lt Perry W. Rairden were very good friends and when possible nested the 51 and 318 together.  We became acquainted with the mascot of the 318, a monkey, when he would on occasions visit our ship.  Now that monkey was an all right guy except he was not to careful where he urinated, which usually was on some one's bunk.

On December 7, 1944 we along with others made a beaching at Ormoc.  The 318 got stuck on a sand bar along with three other ships.  When time came to go they could not retract.  Captain Potts didn't want to leave his friend stuck on the beach so we tied along side and tried to pull the 318 off the sand bar. While trying to pull the 318 off we had a visitor, the monkey.  We caught the monkey and tossed him back to the guys on his ship.  Once again we discovered the monkey was back on board.  Again, he was caught and tossed back aboard the 318.

The Task Unit  pulled out of Ormoc bay and we received a radio message from the Task Unit Commander "get the hell out here with the convoy".  Well, we had to disengage and leave the 318 on the sand bar.  Much to our amazement, we discovered an extra hand on board.  That darn monkey had gotten back on board.  The picture below explains why that monkey didn't want to stay aboard the 318.

Now that monkey was not welcome aboard the 51, even though the Skippers of the 318 and 51 were friends.  Captain Potts surveyed the situation and decided that the monkey deserved no better fate than the shipmates he deserted.  A safari was organized and ordered to capture the monkey.  A chase ensued, it was monkey here and monkey there.  At last he was taken into custody.  A brief trial was held and the monkey was found guilty of desertion.  Captain Potts gave the order for the monkey to walk the plank.  Now my good friend Bernard Garrett had to be dragged out of the water along with several other shipmates of the 318. Even though there was a certain amount of compassion for Mr. Monkey, his behavior was such that he deserved the same fate as his deserted shipmates.  The last we saw of him he was swimming like the devil for shore.  Folks that monkey was a rat no matter what Bernard says.

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