Thanks to everyone for the condolences expressed; Remei and I both appreciate it.

Here's a Rosa story I didn't hear until yesterday, since Remei understood I'd be squeamish and not want to know until necessary. Three summers ago, out in Vallfogona, Rosa let Perla the dog out to run around a little, and she came back with a badly wounded rabbit in her mouth. Rosa whacked the dog around pretty good while shouting an array of colorful profanity, and then turned her attention to the rabbit, which was in bad shape and wasn't going to live. So she broke its neck, skinned it, cleaned it, cooked it, and ate it.

To quote David Allan Coe: "If that ain't country...I'll kiss your ass."