Guess Who's Coming To Dinner?

Driving home from the airport the other day, I turned the corner and approached our gate. As I made the left turn, something caught my eye when I rounded the corner. As I straightened out I could now see that a line of quite large wild turkeys were making their way across the road in front of me.

I slowed down to a crawl and continued to approach them as best I could without startling them. I thought to myself, "Now, how cool is this?" Since, we've moved up to Catta Verdera last year we've had the company of not only these turkeys, but also deer, quail, geese, eagles, and a fox.


In an orderly fashion, the entire 'bunch' of turkeys made their way across the road and the last one stopped and stared back at me for a moment and it was perfect timing to catch this photo of him/her before entering the bushes on the other side of the road.

After I got home I decided to share these photos with my Facebook friends. Not only did I think it was cool, but I thought it was ironic that these turkeys decided to venture our way and I'm in the middle of writing a cookbook! Ha!


So, up the post went when I realized that I was a bit unsure what you call a 'bunch' of turkeys. 'Gang' immediately came to my mind, but I had to do some research first. I couldn't let this Punahou boy make such a mistake, especially with an Iolani girl in the home too. Off to the Google search page I went to find some information. So the answer is: Flock, Rafter, or Gang. Okay, two of them I've heard of, but Rafter? Not so much. And Gang? Hey, I live in California! So, that was my title for my Facebook post: Flock? Rafter? Gang? Up it went and quickly came the first comment from my friend, Alisa. She posted, "Oh, look at those lovely dinner entrees." Classic!


I changed the Facebook title to Flock? Rafter? Gang? Entrée?


Now, it's late September so this 'Rafter' of turkeys better make scarce come November or someone (not me) just might make them into an entrée.


One last thing. We have yet to encounter the dreaded rattlesnake that is supposed to be around tho area. Dawn has come across snakes while running, but no rattlers. We did get Kona Kai (my First Officer) a series of rattlesnake shots prior to the summer, just in case she gets bit while we are out hiking, walking, etc. It is supposed to "buy us some time" while we get her to a Vet, if bitten. Now that Fall is here, we may be safe.


Mahalo for flying with Captain Bobby Mitchel

First Officer Takes Flight

Aloha and Happy Monday,

Many of you may be familiar with my great photo of Kona Kai leaping off the dock near the cabin at Donner Lake. For those of you who are not, here it is...

Yes, our little First Officer loves the water! She'll jump at any chance to take a leap into any temperature of water to fetch a stick, toy, ball, etc. But now she is all about the tennis ball and nothing else. Always wearing one of her many scarves, she's trained so that when the scarf comes off, it's either bath time or water time! Oh, or a new scarf.

Singing/howling/praying to the tennis ball God, I think

In fact, if her scarf falls off, she has been known to pick it up and bring it to you to have it put back on. It's a little tough for her, you know, with the whole lack of an opposable thumb deal and all.

One other item to note; even though she's around water, she will not go in unless her one word command is given, often just whispered into her ear. We'll keep that word a little secret for now too. ;) It's very cool, though, because you can be swimming in the pool, and even playing with her tennis ball, and she won't come in. Talk about restraint, huh, especially for a Lab? Everyone told us when we put in the pool, we'd never be able to keep a Lab out of it. But after the first day of training, Kona got it and will quietly hang outside the pool until she hears her magic word.

So, yesterday it topped 100 degrees up here in Catta Verdera. It was indeed a pool day and Kona seemed to know it. Off came the scarf and on came 'THAT' look! Oh, we know 'THAT' look too.

"Ah, is it pool time yet, guys?"

With the keen eye, agility, and determination that matches any good shortstop, Kona Kai was given her command and her afternoon of leaping began. Yes, with a keen eye and quick reactions to rival Jeter himself, Kona was 'all about' her ball.

Just look at that concentration! Wow! And coordination to boot as she goes all out to catch her ball mid-flight, time after time, with few breaks. After undergoing cruciate ligament surgery as a puppy in December 2009, her left knee titanium implants really don't seem to hold her back, other than a slight lag that can only be captured in pictures.

Yes, Kona Kai puts in 100%, not for millions of dollars, but for just self-satisfaction, the praise of "Good girl" from her audience, and, of course, the occasional Scooby Snack at break time [Adult Swim]. Just look at her form.

Form? Did I say form? Yup, even Jeter botches one now and then. As for Kona, she shakes it off (literally) and swims over to fetch her ball and sets up for another one.

Speedbrakes required!

What grace, huh? :) OOPS! A little misjudged on that one, but she definitely gave it an all-out effort and wanted it badly. I think the judges deducted a few points for form, but you have to give her credit for focus and determination. The tongue says it all.

So, how long does this go on, you may ask? Jeez...For---EVERRRRRR....

Tiring her out can be a challenge. It's usually only at the command of "All Pau" does she finally hang up the cleats, so to speak, and take a breather. But when she's pau, she's back to her spot and will definitely sleep well in the evening.

Game, set, and match!

Mahalo for flying with Captain Bobby Mitchel

and

First Officer Kona Kai Waikoloa