I went to see an owl but found this cat quite high up in this tree instead. She looked pretty comfortable there before turning her body downwards and then, half scraping, half sliding, made her way to the ground.
On a grocery stop in Kapa’a the kids and I watched this feral cat strut around the parking lot. It never broke into a run but it chased away roosters, hens and one small dog with the piercing stare and an aggressive posture very much reminding me of the mountain lions from the Rocky Mountains in my part of the world. This cat made it very clear to me that she ruled this stretch of blacktop, simply allowing people to park their cars but ceding no authority to them. Even the cats in Hawai’i are incredible.