Shine on me sunshine, walk with me world it's a skipidee do da day.... She's the happiest girl, in the whole USA....Ah but the question remains; is she actually in the USA? Oh sure, Hawaii is technically a state. But there are those here who contest that, since the overthrow of the Hawaiian Monarchy was illegal. They've got a point. Bill Clinton officially apologized.
It occurred to me after my last post that Lucy has, by far, gotten the most face time on the blog of late. So today it's Hoppsy's turn. Isn't she adorable?
Speaking of sunshine, we've actually seen some throughout the last two days. I'm glad for the reprieve from the rain, however brief.
Yesterday, Ron and I went to beautiful downtown Pahoa to check out their newly developing restaurant row. Funny thing is, most of them are closed on Sunday except for our old standby, the Mexican food joint. So, Luquin's it was. We had fish nachos. Never had those before. Very tasty.
We also dropped off our recyclables. We are fairly dedicated to that, but they certainly don't make it easy. Ron was there the other day and got chastised by a worker there for not completely flattening a cardboard box. Sheesh! He could have just dropped it into the trash and gotten no grief at all for that! Instead, he does the right thing and gets raked.
There are lots of feral cats at the recycling center/dump in Kea'au. Ironically, it's right next door to the Humane Society shelter. I have seen good Samaritans feeding them. The cats seem to peacefully co-exist with the chickens. You'd think they'd eat the chickens. Of course, the chickens are much bigger than most of the cats, so maybe that's why.
For the record, the Hawaiian word for cat is popoki. Moa means chicken. That's not to be confused with mo'a, which means cooked. Then there's huli huli chicken. Huli huli literally translates to "turn." Huli huli is rotisserie barbecued chicken. Onolicious!
The pigs are wreaking havoc in the neighbors' yards. They don't stick around our place because the dogs bark them away. They aren't very scared of people. The neighbor throws firecrackers at them and they just stand there and stare at him. He told Ron he'd shoot them, but his freezer is already full.
A hui hou. Aloha!
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