Kalakoa is my kolohe pōpoki, and so much like my beloved girl, ʻUkulele, who I miss so much, that plenny times I know ʻUkulele sent her. Just like ʻUkulele, Kalakoa finds balls of yarn, or socks, and brings them into the hallway for me like trophies, meowing so loud, as if to say, “Look Mom, I wen kill dis yarn/sock foa u!” (And yeah, my kitties all talk pidgin.) LOL.
The downside is that Kalakoa finds stuff in the middle of the night and starts hollering, waking me up. Usually when I ignore her for ten minutes (thatʻs a lot of meowing, by the way!), she gives up and comes back to bed. I should say that she also catches mice. In the middle of the night. I hear them squeaking. Ewwwww. Other times, I find the ends of balls of yarn snaking all down the hallway or halfway across the living room floor. So kolohe dis kitty!
This time, however, she wanted to prove to me she get local in her veins. And she did. When I got up yesterday morning, this is what I found. A glove (donʻt ask me where she found it cuz adunno). And it looked like this. A perfect shaka.
This is exactly how she left it. I didn’t touch it before I took the photo.
So akamai my kitty!