To recap, Boo went AWOL for over 24 hours. That means he missed three meals, a couple snacks and countless unmonitored helpings of treats from several people.
Look, missing one meal is a big deal for Boo. Missing three is worrisome. Enough of an excuse for me to crack open the bottle of Ron Barcelo Imperial aged rum someone brought us from the Dominican Republic.
I checked all over the property and house for Boo, including the basement. Although the latter was a likely possibility, the detective in me could tell right away he wasn't down there because of all the cobwebs I broke at ankle level.
That's disturbing enough right there to call for a mojito ....
... I have a custom of choosing a simple, go-to beverage each summer. When we were students it was wine coolers made with lemonade. Later on it was a 'frodka' -- Fresca with vodka. Gin and tonic always makes a nice default, and if we felt prosperous it was mimosas -- champagne (the kind spelled with a lowercase 'c') and orange juice. (FYI, two mimosas is a mimimosa; a third one = mimimimosa, etc. If you can't say it, you can't have another.)
One summer it was dirty martinis -- but that was the year I tripped and needed stitches on my head after being clipped by a trolley because I'd had too many and was running to catch the friggin' trolley. (How many dirty martinis did I have? One.)
El Mojito is the returning favorite this year. Look, it's part of a counter-offensive to stave off an invasion of mint in our backyard.
... Boo has disappeared once or twice before, but not since last summer. Maybe this was his big summer vacation or sleep-away camp thing where he journeys to the wetlands across the street and fishes all day and stalks frogs all night while avoiding swamp creatures with chainsaws.
Look, you can't spell 'vacation' without 'cat' ....
But he is such a keeper of routine that any aberration scares me. Also, you can't spell 'chainsaw' without thinking of swamp creatures. Which is why I kind of freaked out. It had nothing to do with the momojitos that I'd had, Ok?
... Some summers my favorite beverage is a bloody Mary. I like to sprinkle the top with celery seed, and learned to spice it up with steak sauce. An A1 option when you are drinking at breakfast because after all, your cat has been missing since last night.
... That DR rum is reeallly goood. It tastes especially sweeet now that Boomer is back sleeeping on the window seat.
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| Boomer The Shy |
Lacking a BoomerCam, we'll never know where he was or what he did.
But I did learn something: The best summer drink is like Boomer The Cat: Aged, imperial, and prodigal.
Gotta go rehydrate ....
My Simple 1:1:1 Mojito Recipe
Check some mint leaves for dead bugs, then put several (leaves) in the bottom of a glass.
Add 1 shot rum, juice of 1 lime (more or less, depending on the quality of the rum), and 1 tablespoon of frozen limeade concentrate (more or less, again depending on the rum).
Stir and add ice.
Standing at the kitchen sink, open a bottle of club soda and top off the glass. Stir.
Garnish with a 'straw' of sugar cane (if you are lucky to live near a plantation), lime wedge, or mint sprig.
!Salud!
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