Bart and a vervet monkey

Bartholomew (or Bart, as he is affectionately called), is really becoming one of the family. Of late he has taken to sitting in the garden in the mornings with our dogs or surveying his island from the top of our chicken house. He still shows absolutely no agression towards our animals or us (which is a great relief). This afternoon I returned to the house to find a vervet monkey in our garden, no doubt trying to eat our newly planted vegetables. I wonder if this will be a new friend for Bart?