Best Buy

What Hawaii does supremely well is rainbows. Where else would I find myself standing in the parking lot of the Best Buy staring up at the mountain range mauka, gobsmacked by the beauty of the sky? The mountains ewa are softened by huge black clouds that segue into rain; to the east the green ridges glow before bright white cumulus in peacock blue sky. The evening's rainbow arcs high and thin, in soft pastel shades, embracing land and sea in a gentle baroque accord.

This morning's rainbow was much more Sturm und Drang - a jagged neon rocket thrust from the ocean into the clouds, wide and commanding, a deafening fanfare of colors.

Eye Level

Typical sights on a Waikiki sidewalk:

Knees
Bicycle wheels
A surfboard
A surfboard attached to a bicycle
A little child running straight at me squealing
Cameras pointed at me
Phones pointed at me (sorry, I don't talk on the phone, haha)
Hands
Hands containing coffee cups (yum if with milk)
Hands containing food (yum)
Hands containing various items (worth exploring)
Butts (also worth exploring)
Crotches (ditto)
Other canine people
Various stationary items of interest - trees, poles, rubbish bins, hotels, etc.

Today's walk featured items in motion:

A bicycle loaded up with many colors of yoga mats
A crate dolly without the crate
Another crate dolly with a wobbly wheel
A lawn mower riding around lazily in circles
An old lady on a scooter riding around lazily in circles
An elongated golf-cart with bags from the rubbish bins
Ana from the Zoo grounds and his little wagon with plumeria leaves
A poi dog with one eye and an attitude
A guy from the mainland running up missing his Sibes
A group of Asian ladies doing yoga, led by a blond haole boy
Volleyball players wearing practically nothing and jumping around like puppies
A big bus screeching brakes to let the Mallie cross the road to the hotel, which is still there.

--- Missy out

The Banyan Tree

Last night as we walked through the park in front of the zoo, humom got upset as usual at the tourists who were photographing each other swinging on the air roots of the beautiful banyan tree, our good friend and spreader of shade. The hupeople are hard for me to understand. They seem to be deaf to the tree; they do not smell its distress; they laugh at it; they carve sharp wounds into its hide -- and yet they take pictures of it like a sunset or a Mallie.

Well, this morning we went out and that same huge branch of the tree was lying on the ground, with a big splintery end like a fresh bone fracture. Some people sitting on the bench came over to talk to me for comfort and told me all about it. They were sitting under the tree and there was a sound like whirring pigeon wings. I enjoy this, but they did not, and the tree limb fell to the ground beside them. They were very shaky and it took some Mallie therapy to make them feel better. I liked the soft warm lady with the tattoos and piercings, she smelled very good, and the young men were nice about talking to humom who was very angry indeed.

Later we walked again. The huge limb was gone, just the pale splintery fracture still exposed where it used to be. And next to it, giggling tourists swinging from other air roots. Humom walked very fast.

--- Missy out

Lilikoi

My humom spent lots of time talking to my Auntie Shel on the phone. They were cackling about how funny Tiggr looked, harvesting and biting lilikoi even tho the taste is not exactly dog-friendly. Not a kiss or squeeze for The Miss, no discussion of my perfection. Tuh! Well, after they hung up (hung up what? what does that mean?) it was clearly time to make my presence felt, so I began to barf. On the bed. Humom unfortunately grabbed a map as a landing pad, so she caught the barf, which was of course bright yellow and lilikoi-scented. Hah! Solidarity!

--- Missy out

The Dog Bed

My humom came back from a shopping trip with a big round pillow that she put on the floor. It's very fluffy and soft, and exactly matches my toy "owl." She calls it a dog bed. I've given it a few tries and can report that:

a) it is very comfortable for the curled-up Mallie; however,
b) the stretched-out Mallie can rest either her front end on the bed or
c) her back end on the bed.

I tend to choose option c), keeping the Mallie hips on the soft padding while the head is on the cool tiles. Humom gets a good chuckle, but she could have shelled out for a bed that fits.

--- Missy out

Or Missy can just continue sleeping on my bed ...