I'm filling in at the dairy for a couple of days. Everyone was in a good mood and welcomed me back. Even the cows seemed to remember me. Domingo, who was cleaning pens and moving cows today, reminded me that tomorrow is a scrub day. He said a lot of stuff in Spanish that I didn't entirely catch though every time he said the word "patrón" he would smile. I think he was telling me either that he would be in charge tomorrow and therefore would not be cleaning -or- that I was in charge of cleaning so he wouldn't be helping. Either way, it was obvious the only people cleaning the parlor would be Alejandrina and me. Not a big deal for me and it appears it will make Domingo very happy.