Donde esta el gato?

Awe, Donald!

Since just after Christmas Donald ran away to Finca Magdalena . Those of you who read my blog should remember that when I first arrived we had to go to Magdalena and retrieve said cat. Twice. Well apparently Finca Magdalena didn't think Donald was such a gift (as he was eating too much of their food) and they called Totoco asking someone to "come get him". That someone was me.

I walked to Magdalena and was able to easily spot Donald sitting prettily on the patio of the hostel. I grabbed a hold of him and off I walked, with Donald sitting uncomfortably in my arms. I walked back from Magdalena with this squirming little bugger. On two occasions he managed to free himself from my grasp, yet never went far. He walked three feet away. When I called his name, he'd meow to acknowledge me, but never made attempts to walk back my direction.

So I would trudge into the thicket, pick him up and walk back again. I think both of us were thoroughly relieved when we finally returned to Totoco and he could take up his rightful place, suntanning in the hammock chair.