Camera shy rat; purrfect 'catfish;' swim progress

 My daughter spotted a rat at one of our outdoor coffee shops while we drank bac xiu, a very mild coffee with lots of condensed milk; it's called white coffee. I let Joanna have one with me.  Coffee, not rat. I wanted to get a picture of the rat as it ran across a little bridge, but my cell phone logs me out constantly for security reasons, so I only got the tail end of rat in the photo. We got up and began a rat hunt, and my hawk-eyed daughter saw the rat under a stone step near the bridge. This rat looked like it was on its last legs. And that's usually the case when a rat exposes itself in an area with people. Joanna tried to warn the fish about the rat. So cute. Rats are excellent swimmers and can tread and go under water for extended periods of time. I got a poor quality photo of the runaway rat with my phone, and Joanna recorded the incident the next morning with help from Art for Kids Hub on YouTube. Kim Koi 2, the coffee shop near our house that had a lot of fish, closed again, meaning all the little canals are being dug out. The constant tearing down and building up of failed businesses and construction of new businesses in Bien Hoa creates so much construction dust and grit. No wonder my porous skin is a mess and I have to sweep out the kids bedrooms every day. I end the job with sizeable piles of dust and grit. My wife never wears shoes in the house, but with back, foot and leg issues, sometimes I'll keep my shoes on -- because I forget (ha ha). I never go near the kids beds with my shoes on, so the dust and grit just seem to appear.
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We had a lovely meal at Hong Kong Seafood near our house. A "catfish" my daughter has been insisting on for a little while was the star of the show. The reason for the quote marks around catfish is that I'm not totally sure it was a catfish (Vietnamese name for the fish is ca lang vang.). The white meat was quite good and my daughter enjoyed every bite. So did I, for that matter. The fish was deep-fried and gently seasoned, making the crunchy exterior a savory heart attack on a plate. My daughter and I ate the whole dang fish. My son Elijah, after wandering and breaking some dishes at another table, settled down and really got into his crab and noodle dish. We've had good luck at this restaurant since my wife started coming with me and Joanna. No one speaks acceptable English there, but the service is decent in any language. Along with the Bay Leaf Indian Restaurant, our eating out needs are being met very well.
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My daughter and I took a week off from swimming since I wasn't well, but when we returned my daughter decided she could put her head under water for longer periods of time. That's a big improvement from just a week ago, when a fall into the water at a coffee shop a while back made her skittish about going under ... My Kindle book Ancient Greece From Prehistoric to Hellenistic Times doesn't scrimp on facts and details, but it is holding my interest at the midway point. Interesting to note the book says Aristotle stated that slavery was natural because there were people who lacked the capacity to be free agents, and that a slave was "sort of a living possession."  ... Prices are rising here, but apparently not as fast as in the U.S.