...Ant found Nimrod and I found Pisco Sours
Nimrod is a little black kitten, one of a family of 300 that live in a park near our hotel. They're not feral (or at least they weren't before they met Ant) but a lady looks after them and offers some up for adoption. It's a sort of 'cats for the people' park, where you can go for a stroll or read a book whilst having a cat come sit on your lap. With Nimrod and Ant it was less love at first sight, and more an innate understanding of one another. Cat sat on bench looking timid, Ant joined cat, cat looked at Ant, Ant said 'You're so cute and soft, you can be called Nimrod', cat nonchalantly backs away a little- perhaps uncertain of the name choice, though likely just a little wary of this beast naming fluff loving human, Ant turns away and looks sad. Ant gets courage to stroke Nimrod, Nimrod likes it and slowly edges closer. Then when no one Is looking, Nimrod tentatively cuddles into Ant for he may be nervous but loves cuddles just as much as the boisterous cats. Boisterous tabby cat number 1 leaps on Ants lap (Ant does NOT appreciate the audacity of this cat, he is not worth a name), Nimrod looks wary and scared he'll lose a friend, Ant ignores tabby cat 1, Nimrod is quietly happy about this then tentatively paws his way onto Ants lap. Ant smiles for he now has a new soft, strokable, cute friend to go cycle touring with...
...WHAT... ARE YOU MAD... NO ANT NIMROD WILL NOT FIT IN OUR PANNIERS NOR WILL HE WANT TO SIT IN MY HANDLE BAR BAG!!! back away from Nimrod and say your goodbyes...
Then just before Ant falls asleep 'we can go and visit Nimrod again tomorrow right?'... How to tell him that distinguishing Nimrod out of the other 299 might be somewhat challenging... ' yes of course we can and I'm sure he'll remember you... Sleep well', will break it to him tomorrow!!
Oh yeah and pisco sours (Peru's signature cocktail) are yummy... If not rather strong. So strong they might cause you to wright detailed stories about how your husband found his soul mate in a cat called Nimrod (or perhaps not called Nimrod, I think the chance of this being his actual name is unlikely... Another revelation that can wait for tomorrow ).
Night night all xxxxx
But I'm sure Nimrod did remember him next day. He wishes to ride in your handlebar bag to Tierra del Fuego, where the fishies are BIG and yummy....
ReplyDeleteand Thanks for all the llamas / alpacas / vicuna pics. Camelids rule!
Oh noo now I feel bad, perhaps we should pick him up on the way out the city!! Hope all well back home xxx
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