The weather is now a lot cooler and it has been quite rainy. A quick rummage in the wardrobe for fleeces and woollies ensued and of course the weather has picked up again. A good website to check weather here is this one http://www.inm.es/web/infmet/predi/locali/EXB.html.
We’ve just had our last visitors for the year so will start to get back into a routine again. I think that Ian will miss having people stay, as he uses this as an excuse to try out his meaty-cooking. I notice that there are still some revolting bits of offal in the fridge, plus a bottle of cooking sherry so I guess that it will be a day or so before he is embracing lentils once again.
Dookems had his operation on Monday – to neuter him. Obviously this is a tiny and insignificant operation and we took him in and the vet undertook the operation whilst we waited. Ian had to hold Dookes although he was sedated (Dookes that is – although I think Ian would have appreciated a slug of valium) and poor little Dooke’s ‘bits’ were chopped off. Ian went a little pale during this, and admittedly I was inspecting the vets wall charts so as to avoid too much nastiness – although I did feel a little queezy when I realised that the chart I was looking at was not simply an interesting how-to-tie-knots chart – but a best-knot-to-use-in-surgery chart which didn’t really help. Anyway, op over and Dookes was a bit wobbly Monday night but soon back to normal on Tuesday.
The kittens, Tibs and Fibs are now fully integrated with the rest of the household and are eating with Davy. Unfortunately they seem to have a bit of a windy problem – which I have not noticed with the others, and every time they jump, they make a little windy sound as they land. This wouldn’t be too bad if it wasn’t for the following whiff which is quite amazing for such small animals. I think this is a protest on being moved onto dry food. Hopefully it will stop soon.
It is mushroom time of year and Adelardo was telling us about the different forms of wild mushrooms. White stems good, pink ones bad. Get it wrong and you have 4 hours before kidney failure. So I was a little nervous when Tony offered us some mushrooms that he picked. One of them, a rather nasty black looking fungus was highly prized and was shown around the village as it was the first time for four years that one like this had been found. Ian went to Tony and Montes bar yesterday for a mushroom sampling session. When he later staggered home I was immediately struck by concern that he had eaten a pink stemed one – however he is still here so it was probably the beer!