Valentina!

I wake up this morning to find Caesar messing around with THE puppy outside. The thing looks hungry, very small and feeble.

The day goes by. I get home to a wet and sobbing puppy. Flees are springing all over the place.

Brother asks Ruben where he got the "malish" from. Apparently it's a mix chihuahua he bought for $5 from a "spranghead" in Corozal. He got it for my mom for Valentine's Day. Mom calls it Valentine but changes it to Valentina because another "spranghead" points out it doesn't have a pecker.

Brother protests that if he had brought such thing home, they'd bring down the house. Point taken.

Worst part is...there's a flee on my desk.