Mexico and No Mercy for Ice Cubes

There was a welcome gift in our room the first night in Mexico. I dutifully wrapped this in bubble wrap to bring home and we've never really figured out exactly what it is (the liquor; not the grapes!). But I also forgot it in my luggage. . . which was lost. .. and caused me great angst thinking that Customs Officials were coming for me, because when I was asked about liquor, I said "no." (Because I forgot, not because I'm inherently a felon.)

But there would have been liquor, (tequilla) if our adventure to Walmart in Mexico had worked out a little better. (That's a story for another day.)

We had two rooms in Mexico, and look at these two cuties we spotted from the balcony of our room:



And what's a post, without a video to make sense of the title? Here you see the intrepid hunter dog showing her prowess in the wilds of our living room, stalking a possible threat to humankind: