It doesn't pay to think sometimes.
Recently I was thinking that we'd hit a streak of good luck with healthy animals - it's almost 3 months and we haven't needed to call the vet for anything. Now Cappuchina is ill - she hasn't been herself since Sunday afternoon and if it was going to fix itself, it would have by now. So...a call to Delfino is in order.
We had a different mechanic fix the golf cart last week, a mechanic we'd used years ago before he left the island. He happened upon us in the road where we had stalled, and in less than 5 minutes he had us going again. But he wanted to do some maintenance - change filters, clean the carburetor, and check the valves. So last Monday he fixed up the cart and for the last week we have been able to drive around without having to do our old maneuvers with the fishing line. What a treat!
I waited for a few days before commenting to Miguel, but finally on Saturday I asked him if he was happy with the mechanic's work. The cart had been working so well, who wouldn't be happy? Except...we stalled yesterday. The accelerator cable, which the mechanic had wanted to fix as well but we didn't have the cash at the time. He told us that we would eventually have problems again, and he was right.
I knew I shouldn't have thought or said anything - I jinxed us.