Desmond Cusick's Diary

I think Felix learned a very important lesson today: never tangle with a bird larger than you, especially if that bird happens to be Caterina Ortega.

After Felix came scampering into my arms, she spewed several foul-sounding curses, which made me both wish my Spanish was fluent; and also give thanks that it is not. She's rather charming when she's not hurling insults, however. She was injured--something I don't think Felix was responsible for--but she refused my offer of help, so I simply left her with a card and wished her the best. I certainly hope she pulls through all right. It would be a pity to have a singer and dancer of such talent be out of commission for too long.

It was a fairly good show, I have to say. Certainly not the Belfry's best, but it wasn't terrible either.