Webindina has this lovely story about a monkey:
…a monkey appeared at an Orissa temple, prayed for an hour folding its hands in the traditional sign of respect, took prasad, put vermilion on its forehead – and then fled.
One part of me cynically responds, “He did it for the prasad,” but there is the other part which is completely delighted. The villagers seem to agree, they did not drive the animal away and even garlanded it before it ran back into the jungle. I am not sure if the monkey actually stuck around for an hour, or that it had never been seen before as the article claims, but then it does make it a better story. I can only be glad that the stuff of myth survives in the world.