Our search for Buster took a turn for the better Friday night when we dropped the dingy in the water and searched the shore in front of homes built along a network of channels that connect with the marina. And we found him walking along the stone breakwater, but scared him away with our spotlight and over enthusiastic calls. Having seen and lost him, we spent a distressed hour searching through yards, half expecting to be confronted by security guards or alarmed homeowners, before finding him again hiding in a dark corner under a tarp covering a kayak. He started howling when he heard me calling, but was so freaked out that it took several minutes of pleading to convince him to come out. He circled me several times, the circles becoming smaller and smaller, until he ended up rubbing up against my legs. I grabbed him up and dashed away from the house.
He was only a few hundred yards away from the boat, and could have been home under his own power by walking along the breakwater for ten minutes or so. Any normal cat with an IQ of 5 or 6 would have been home the first night, but we are beginning to think 19 year old Buster might have Alzhiemers.
Kris is visiting Mexico for the first time, and is very happy to have left winter in Seattle. We hope to do some trips into town and around Bandares Bay while he is here. Maybe throw in a canopy ride, and visit a time share presentation. Yahoo!
A little more on Guanajuato.
Churches. There are more per capita here then anyplace I've been. More even then Ballard. But unlike the humble churchs the Norweigens built in Ballard, Guanajuato churches are palaces built, in my biased opinion, more to glorify the builders then God. While these worthies constructed grand temples, populating the alter reredos, with armies of stone angels, saints and dieties, hundreds of feet below the church foundations, an army of peasants struggled and died in the hard Mexican rock, extracting the silver ore that paid for the splendor above.
Yeah, I've got an attitude about this. I was Catholic once, attending Catholic High School and Catholic College long enough to come across the commandment "Love your neighbor as yourself." I think this means taking care of the poor is more beneficial to one's soul then building stone idols.
CHURCH OF SAN CAYETANO
PORTRAIT OF CHURCH BUILDER MEETING