Wild Animus

Today is my first day of the do-nothings. Current occupation: none. Current mode of transportation: feet.

So I figured the best way to spend my day would be to walk to the beach behind my apartment and lay around. So I threw a book, my keys, and chapstick in a plastic sack and headed out. To my surprise there was no one on the beach today which was nice. But shortly after I got myself settled in a sandy bed a very rude high pitched voice began cackling from nearby. I know there are a few odd folks around this area so I didn't want to stare. But then I realised that no one else was on the beach. Soon the cackling was followed by muttered insults and expletives, even whistling. Now I was getting concerned. So I very casually sat up as though I really couldn't be bothered. And down out of the sky I was dive bombed by a pesky and rather loud-mouth parrot. He sat in a nearby palm tree and shouted at my expense for some time. So I thought I really ought to approach the bird to see what its beef was. But it only wiggled around in some nutty dance, laughed, and then caught the next gust of wind out of the area. Problem solved.

Settling down again, I was accompanied by a very aged golden retriever that had wandered alone from somewhere in the area. He walked straight into the ocean and stood there looking out to sea for a good hour. Didnt swim, didnt walk around, just stood in place while the water lapped up on his back. This I imagine might be his ritual when he feels too hot, or perhaps when life is just not buoyant enough. So I thought I'd better go sit in the water with him to see what was so interesting about bobbing around in 2 ft. of water. We stared at eachother for a while, then turned our attention to the vast ocean while we sat side by side in our little pool of water. I noticed his tag said Miami beach, and wondered how he managed to walk clear from Miami beach to my little beach in Maui. But no matter, he seemed perfectly content.

I decided to give him the name 'Cnube' which is native tongue for 'old dog that sits in water'. (dont bother looking it up, its not a well-known phrase)

I guess even the animals in Maui are a little different from the mainland. Just yesterday a sea-turtle used my feet as a recliner. That would never happen back home. Cnube.