Dear Friends and Family,
A week has passed since we left Oregon and you have heard nothing from us. There were even a few rumblings concerning our silence. Let me asure you that we are well and it has only been our settling in and some natural, south of the border laziness that has delayed our reaching out. Now, we are ready to report back.
First, let me asure you that our cat, Quirk, made a successful journey. I will not say the transition was seamless, but, he too, is now adjusting. The trip was a bit rocky at first. Our daughter-in-law, Cyndi, and her sister were staying in our place for a week while we were in Oregon. In a hasty economic decision, we decided to come back to PV early and stay in a hotel for a couple of days. I had pre-paid the first night in person, being asured that it was a "Pet Friendly" hotel. We arrived only to discover that "Pet Friendly" actually meant "Dog Friendly"! No cats. They would not budge. So Cyndi and Linda graciously agreed to switch places. It was then that Quirk finally experienced his new home.
At first, he was pretty freaked. It was a new environment, open and very loud. Taxi cabs, folks walking up the hill, a few with more than one magarita or cervaza in their system, talking very loudly, gas trucks blaring the "Charge" refrain, garbage trucks rumbling on cobblestone streets all contributed to Quirk's "deer in the headlights" appearance. It was like his going from a world veiwed through a 12" TV to one suddenly displayed on a Cinemax screen with surround sound. However, after a week of snsory overload, he seems to be accepting it all and is, in fact, at the moment, calmly sitting in the window looking out one Calle Guerrero, seeming to rule over his tiny 5' x 5' kingdom.