I should write a series of kid's books about Little Walter One-Eye. I coined this name for him on the day he lost his right eye - he came home from the vet with a pink cone on his head and I started calling him Little Walter One-Eye. Then I thought of the name of his first book - Little Walter One-Eye and the Pink Cone of Shame. It will be a story of tragedy and triumph.
But that's a different story. The real story is about this mat that I found in a market in Bucerias. Hand-loomed, indigo-dyed sheep's wool. I knew as soon as I saw it that I had to take it home. Walter has since adopted it as his own, and spread his hair all over it as a way of marking it as his territory.