Kongo spent the night at Casa Maria last night. I had heard another dog barking throughout the night -- all night -- I could tell it was a small dog but it didn't sound like Charley. The barking was incessant so this morning when I saw Kongo, I knew the culprit. Kongo belongs to George who lives just down the street on Calle 12. Jonathan sometimes dog-sits for George. The first time we met Kongo and George, Justin, Gemma and I were walking on the beach. George introduced himself and asked in Gemma was a girl or a boy. We said girl and he calmed a bit but quickly added that his dog, Kongo, "...wasn't good at relationships." Was that a little too telling?
We'd ordered cochinta pibil for lunch today. Beto, Grelty's husband, delivered the delicacy about 10:30. Ric came over about noon and Oh my goodness it was heaven!
  |
| Carol invited us all over for dinner tonight. Homemade tostados were on the menu. The food was great and the company was better. |
No comments:
Post a Comment