OUR LAST WHOLE DAY AT HOME

Mom woke me with that blasted flashlight at “O’Dark Thirty” as Dad likes to say.

I politely declined to get up by showing her my backside. When that didn’t work I shredded the sheets as she pulled me from the bed.


I guess it was worth it. Sitting here on the edge of the caldera drinking Kona Coffee eating a Lilikoi Scone from Pookie’s in Pahoa. Superonolicious… If Mom thinks she’s getting any… My claws are longer than you’d think.

 Then we went to Punaluu Black Sand Beach and watched the Green Sea Turtles eating. It is important to be quiet and respectful of the Honu. They’ve never come up to me, and I’m pretty sure you either, and tried to touch you. Or yelled during your salad. That salad on the rocks must be really good. You can probably order that in a bar. I’ve heard that people order things in bars on the rocks all the time. Anyway I sneaked up on this Honu and was very quiet.

My Great Grandpa used to make turtle soup, but only out of mean snappity turtles; never out of my buddies.

See - look at the way he’s going at that salad! That’s how I eat my cat food. Face down in the bowl and munch, munch, munch. A kindred spirit!

Then we went to Ka Lae; also known as South Point. When I found out people were jumping off the cliffs into the water for fun Mom couldn’t get me to go closer than this. I do some dumb things, but jumping into water isn’t one of them. Water and Soap. What possesses people? Filthy habit that soap!

Yep, they jump from on top of the cliff, then climb up the rusty old ladders. Mom did it once when she was a lot younger. I’m glad she didn’t try it now because she is so old she’d probably break a hip or something. I mean she turned 50 just last month! And that isn’t even in Cat Years!

From there we walked to the Green Sand Beach. We’ve been there before but Mom loves the mineral Olivine.(Mg,Fe)2SiO4 That is some kind of Geologist, Chemist Gibberish. Plus there was a Geocache there. She found it too.
  
Oh Great Lionfish! They are going in the water here too! I guess furrlessness is handy for that. Quick dry.
 
I don’t feel safe here Mommy, this sand is wet. I don’t like sand.
 
Waves!


The “road” to the Green Sand Beach crosses a variety of terrain. Some places it is Pahoehoe rock. Mostly solid to walk/drive on. Some places it is loose A’a’ rocks, then there is the red dirt. Mom loves the volcanic red dirt. This particular part of the road is rutted so deep that if you stopped you wouldn’t be able to open the car doors. Other places around here are flat and you’ll see round car trails where people have skidded around when the rains came. When this stuff is wet it as slippery as glass. Wheeee! Mommy loves to drive out here in the truck when it is raining. Mommy loves mud!
 
And we left there just before the rains came. We drove on to Manuka State Park where we watched these horses watching us in the rain and Geocached. Mom found seven. Mom was so happy that night and this is so hard for a kitty to understand. I think some people have trouble with it too, except other Geologists and Hikers. I was Very Happy to stay in the SUV after it started to rain. Mom just pulled out her leaky raincoat and her faded green hat and let the water run down her legs into her shoes as she looked at the sea or into the valleys or reached into crevices for geocaches. Then she’d get into the SUV smiling, throw the soggy coat in the back and into the sunset we went. She’s so happy when she’s muddy. Mom’s a lot like a Siberian Husky that way. Huh.
That was our last whole day at home; the next day we were up early and did have a few adventures before heading to the airport and back to Virginia. That’s another story though. It is past this Super Kitty’s bed time.

In Virginia with my brother Comet and my sister Kea’we two days later. I missed them!