My humom has declared war on the six-legged bugs overrunning our hotel room. I don't care about them myself, as long as they leave me and my food alone. They don't taste good and are too small to bother eating anyway.
Humom doesn't scream or jump around or do anything truly amusing when she sees these bugs. Usually she just says, "Oh for heaven's sake," which ranks alongside a pretty typical response to a student essay. The last really impressive screaming and jumping around she did was on Maui when she found a massive centipede under the sheet. Hawai'i centipedes are like scorpions with double stingers and a LOT of legs.
Here the bugs are small but numerous. She's put out a bunch of black boxes called HoyHoy. I watched her put them together and she wouldn't let me help, even though they smelled interesting. When she came home from school today and had to extricate my paw from one, I thought it was mean of her to gloat "caught a Malaroach" ...
-- Missy out
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Sunday, September 23, 2012
The Mayor & the Mallie
Saturday was a big day for the Mallie. Humom took me out to watch the Aloha Flower parade. We were right at the end, at the Queen's park, and stood around with a whole lot of people -- even more than are usually in our park! Some even brought chairs and food -- but none for me. I did scarf up a chicken bone, but as usual humom dug it out of my mouth before I could chew it up and swallow it.
What most of the people were doing was cooing over the Mallie, petting me, photographing me, and talking nonsense about my being a Sibe. I am not a Sibe! Humom was talking non-stop: no, she's not supposed to have blue eyes, she's a Malamute. Her ears are small because she's a Malamute. She's big because she's a Malamute. Thanks, and yes she's pretty, but she's a Malamute.
So when a guy came by in a car and yelled over, "pretty Husky," humom automatically yelled back, "Malamute!" Then she noticed that the sign on the car said "Mayor Peter Carlisle." She was kind of embarrassed, but honestly, is the guy fit to rule?
Then some beautiful horses came by, and I went into complete Mallie ecstasy. Humom does not understand how I feel about horses, she just knows that I really like them, because my ears and tail fly up and I get all prancy. And in this case, the horses were esp. lovely, and so close. So humom walked with me over to where their trailers and handlers were waiting to go home, and I got to talk to a couple up close. What we talked about will remain between us!
Of course we could not avoid talking to hupeople as well. A very nice man with brown Mallie-like eyes called us over to a group from a ranch in another part of Oahu to talk about Mallies. We ended up being invited out to the ranch. I hope humom will remember and take me there soon!
--- Missy out
What most of the people were doing was cooing over the Mallie, petting me, photographing me, and talking nonsense about my being a Sibe. I am not a Sibe! Humom was talking non-stop: no, she's not supposed to have blue eyes, she's a Malamute. Her ears are small because she's a Malamute. She's big because she's a Malamute. Thanks, and yes she's pretty, but she's a Malamute.
So when a guy came by in a car and yelled over, "pretty Husky," humom automatically yelled back, "Malamute!" Then she noticed that the sign on the car said "Mayor Peter Carlisle." She was kind of embarrassed, but honestly, is the guy fit to rule?
Then some beautiful horses came by, and I went into complete Mallie ecstasy. Humom does not understand how I feel about horses, she just knows that I really like them, because my ears and tail fly up and I get all prancy. And in this case, the horses were esp. lovely, and so close. So humom walked with me over to where their trailers and handlers were waiting to go home, and I got to talk to a couple up close. What we talked about will remain between us!
Of course we could not avoid talking to hupeople as well. A very nice man with brown Mallie-like eyes called us over to a group from a ranch in another part of Oahu to talk about Mallies. We ended up being invited out to the ranch. I hope humom will remember and take me there soon!
--- Missy out
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Pouring rain
I'm here today because it is pouring rain. That's right: I'm not out exploring the zoo park, visiting the Queen, talking to the visitors on the ocean walk, refraining from eating snack dogs, or comforting visitors who stupidly left their Mallies behind. No, I'm languishing (isn't that a beautiful word) here in our tiny hotel room, and why? Because we're not on Maui any more.
It hardly ever rains on Maui, and when it does, it's a soft misty drizzle "like a benediction" humom says. She's grumbling now that we would be on the beach at Keawakapu, me exhausted after a good run, her ready to go out for a languid snorkel around to visit the honu. It does sound nice.
--- Missy out
It hardly ever rains on Maui, and when it does, it's a soft misty drizzle "like a benediction" humom says. She's grumbling now that we would be on the beach at Keawakapu, me exhausted after a good run, her ready to go out for a languid snorkel around to visit the honu. It does sound nice.
--- Missy out
Monday, September 10, 2012
Blue paws
So here's the difference between Maui and Oahu: on Maui I got green paws, on Oahu they're blue.
Humom figured out that Maui paws came from walking on grass treated with some green stuff meant to make it look even more lush and non-Hawaiian.
Blue paws, on the other hand, come from big chunks and pools of colored chalk left in the zoo park by the noisy groups humom calls Hairy Krishnas. They bring loudspeakers and drums with them and when they get loud, I have to go inside, but when we go back out the next day, the ground is covered with the colored chalk that I like to walk in so I can get it all over our white sheet and observe humom's reactions. Humans are amusing!
These Hairies seem interesting, and I will see if I can join them one evening to gather more data.
--- Missy out
Humom figured out that Maui paws came from walking on grass treated with some green stuff meant to make it look even more lush and non-Hawaiian.
Blue paws, on the other hand, come from big chunks and pools of colored chalk left in the zoo park by the noisy groups humom calls Hairy Krishnas. They bring loudspeakers and drums with them and when they get loud, I have to go inside, but when we go back out the next day, the ground is covered with the colored chalk that I like to walk in so I can get it all over our white sheet and observe humom's reactions. Humans are amusing!
These Hairies seem interesting, and I will see if I can join them one evening to gather more data.
--- Missy out
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