Guard Pig

Yesterday, the Mission Group from the States left. That means I have 5 minutes free so that I can get back to blogging. At least I have a lot to talk about and plenty of pictures.

When going house to house last week I had one of my boys on one side of the village while my wife took one to the other side. At one Kekchi house, I was asked to come back further into the group of houses to show the little fat white kid to the old lady in charge. At the entrance to the house was this big fella sitting belly deep in the mud. "Don't worry, he doesn't bite," they called out to me...