Mystery Mule's Magical Mexico Tour

August 5, 2014

Hello to all of my MARVelous fans out there!
Mystery Marv here with another totally Marv edition of the Mystery Button.
It's been a while since my last post.
I just got back from my trip. 
I'm still a little out of it from all of the fantastic travelling.
Last time I told you about how my new therapist Dr. Scholls told me I would have to bring back some medicine from Mexico and insisted I take a nice relaxing trip to ease my panic attacks.
He told me that people in Mexico also had medicine they couldn't get so I agreed to take some with me so we could trade.
I don't know why they can't get leaves there. Must be the heat.
He even offered to pay for it. And he hired a driver for me too.
What a great guy!
My driver, Paco, was pretty quiet at first. Eventually though, we developed a nice rapport. He would let me out of the truck for an hour each day to stretch my legs.
He even came up with a cool nickname for me.
"EL BURRO!"
I kind of like it.
I'm not sure what it means, but every time he would introduce me to people they got really happy.
It was a little weird having to ride in the back of that truck for several days though.

It was a little strange having to swallow the medicine in a balloon first.
Whenever my kitties need to take their deworming pills, I crush up the pills and mix them in with some scrambled eggs.
It works like a charm most times.
Except that one time Sir Gigglesworth found one of the pills and spat it into my milk when I wasn't looking.
That's my best buddy! What a jokester.
By the way, I'm happy to report I do not have worms. So that's good too.

Once we got there, I guess Paco's shift was over.
I heard a lot of commotion outside.
When I poked my head out, Paco was being led behind an old shack.
I don't know if the blindfold was necessary.
Maybe it was his birthday and he was going to a surprise party?
That makes sense because I heard somebody setting off some firecrackers behind the shack. They must have only had two though.
Kind of cheaped out on the guy's birthday if you ask me. 
I feel kind of bad now. If I had known it was Paco's birthday I would have got him something.

I thought I was going to get to go to the party because they made me wear a blindfold too!
Once they found out I was "El Burro" though, I didn't get to go.
I must not have been on the guest list.
They did take me to a doctors office to remove the medicine from my stomach.
I don't know why so many people have a poor view of Mexican doctors.
I found them very thorough.
I guess there was a problem with my kidney because they took that too.
They sewed me back up and I have a really cool scar now across my belly.
It'll go really good with my new nickname.
People will be saying "There goes El Burro. Check out his scar. He's so cool!"

Anyway, after another few days on the road, I finally made it home.
I went to Dr. Scholls office.
He said he would normally just let things pass through naturally, but since I had already been cut open we might as well do that again.
I didn't get any medicine from him though because apparently, one of the bags broke open so I took my pills that way.

I'm so excited to see my kitties again.
I was supposed to go pick them up today but I think I'll take an extra day to rest up.
I have a raging headache and my arms feel like they're made of rubber bands.
I wonder if I can stretch them like I saw in a comic book once.
I already have a nickname so I'm already halfway to a superhero.

Sincerely,
El Burro