We were back at Málaga's Foreigners Office today and our paperwork was accepted. Now we wait for approval, go back with new photos, and then wait another month or so for our new cards. San Geraldo hasn't stopped thanking me for finding the old passports, which made the application process so easy. I'm embarrassed to take credit for making things so easy when I'm the one who tossed the old passports in a box and forgot about them, making things stressful in the first place. The fault was mine. San Geraldo is very kind.
It's All About Dudo
San Geraldo has been planting plants and straightening up the terrace. So, garden tools, ornaments and furniture are sitting in some odd spots until his work is done. Moose loves to settle amid detritus wherever he finds it. Files stacked on the bed in San Geraldo's Office? A perfect head rest. Sheet music on the floor by the piano? A bed. Clothes dropped on the floor? Another bed. A towel? The perfect cushion.
So Moose decided to join a few items left on a chaise lounge. He looked kind of cute, so I grabbed my camera to get some shoots from the bedroom window. Dudo, who had been following me around, had other ideas.
|"HIM? WOULDN'T YOU RATHER LOOK AT ME?"|
|"NO, REALLY, I'M RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU!"|
|"ME. ME. ME!"|
|"I CAN FILL THE ENTIRE FRAME NO MATTER WHERE YOU MOVE."|
|"SEE HOW COORDINATED I AM? AND LITHE?|
|"WHY BOTHER WITH THAT LUMP?!?"|
|"THAT'S NOT EVEN A POSE. BORING!"|