Catherine spent a few weeks in the land of the big PX and had a great visit in Phoenix and Atlanta. The beasts and I survived. She returned with a few spices for me and an iPad for her. Electronics don't do so well down here and her frustration with a failing mini-laptop was reaching criticality. Voila the iPad. She also came back with some rotating vegetable doohicky that makes spaghetti out of zucchini. Quite the contraption but the result is, admittedly, rather interesting. All part of her no-carb, keto diet. Despite being a bit "ketoneurotic" - a condition that causes one to do things like calculate the total carbs per drop of soy sauce - the results are there for all to see and admire. She's happy, I'm happy.
Ol' Red, the van that keeps on picking my wallet, got a new windshield fault of a low-hanging branch that tried to ride in the passenger seat. More than that, he got some bodywork, too. Seems the new windshield was not going to be installed until the rust on the entire leading edge of the roof was rebuilt to provide a firm foundation. I admit it was rather interesting driving across town to the body shop without a windshield. If everyone did that I suspect we'd have far fewer accidents. The body work, paint job (with clear coat), and new windshield, all completed in less than 6 hours, cost a total of US$263 dollars. Ouch. Still not satisfied with the level of attention lavished to date, Ol' Red started spewing water from the radiator. In less than 3 hours the radiator was removed, cleaned, entire seam re-welded, and re-installed for US$50 including tip.
Sophia is a rescue cat that fell off a roof (or out of a tree) during a rain squall at Yvon's place near Oxtankha, the Maya ruin in nearby Calderitas. Yvon is not really a cat person so was happy to let it go home with me. After a couple of weeks of bottle feeding and not a few days of trying to decide what the hell it was, she's acclimating fairly well to living around humans and other animals. However, said other animals maintain their distance and even our somewhat older, wiser, and otherwise patient with kittens cat, Simon, doesn't seem to like her very much.
This kitten was so bizarrely configured at first we weren't entirely certain it was a cat. We had all kinds of possibilities but no clear picture so we took it to not one, not two, but several vets just to be sure. The consensus was it's a feral cat. Even the local vet said it was the oddest looking cat he'd ever seen but a cat it was and is. It's still an odd-looking animal that runs with its tail arched over its back and whines like...well...not like a kitten. A feral cat is all anyone can say it is but there are no feral cat experts to ask if this kitten is a regular feral cat or something else. Meanwhile, it's growing and growling.
Speaking of cats...and feral...we had a bit of excitement the other day when reports of a Bengal Tiger being loose in our neighborhood came across social media. Police were advising people to stay indoors. As it turns out the tiger was neither missing nor at large, it was simply seen by a neighbor and reported to police. Oddly enough, the neighbor didn't think a Bengal Tiger in someone's yard was normal. So, after all the excitement died down, it was determined the animal was a legally owned pet and had not left its yard. Apparently local ministers are right up there with drug lords in enjoying exotic animals as pets. I suspect perhaps we fit right in with whatever Sophie is...
Winter has come with Norte (AKA Cold Front) #14 (yes, we count them down here) and mornings are quite...brisk. A low yesterday of 10.6 degrees Celsius wasn't a record but it was darn chilly. Pinche frio. Our record low here is something like 8 degrees Celsius (46F) so we weren't far off.
Breakfast Sausage sales are booming as it seems to be everyone's favorite followed closely by Spicy Italian and Jalapeno. I took my Merguez recipe and instead of making it with lamb tried it with pork and it's right tasty. Lamb here, when you can find it, goes for about US$9/lb bone in. Most folk sell mutton not lamb. There's no way I can make lamb Merguez and make a buck selling it so it's just a special treat for us and visiting friends.
Just in case my life of quiet contemplation and daily chess exercises keeps me from writing again this month, I wish one and all a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, or Satisfying Saturnalia as the case may be.