When we got to the room in Moquegua, the sister that lives downstairs called us frantically because a rat had gotten into her kitchen. So we, being the good Elders that we are, went down with brooms and wooden rods determined to exterminate the infestation. Elder Evans carefully started moving the boxes out of the corner where it was hiding while we all waited ready to pounce. Sure enough, it came running, right toward me, and I smashed it with a wooden stick. It tried playing dead on us, but we're smarter than that so we flung outside and then proceeded to bash its brains out with the sticks, and then, as a sign of victory for us and as a warning to the other rats who want to come in, we doused it in rubbing alcohol and set it on fire. Moral of the story, don't mess with the kitchens of the members when the elders are around.
This week will be busy too. More zone conferences, more traveling. I'll be doing divisions in Pedregal, so it'll be fun to see all of my converts and talk to my pension, because it has been almost a year since I've seen them. Thank you for your love and for all your prayers. See you soon!