I walk slowly down, but am a tad shy. Leon rubs his huge head against my leg and before I know it he has my best silk between his teeth and is bounding for the water. “LEON! bad cat!” but he ignores me. I eye tuatha as I walk in to the cool water. I must ask him later how he taught the old cat new tricks.
Wait???????? Did I read of worms, I mean eweewww of bad (naughty) worms in the Nile?