Goodbye Ala Moana, Hello Waikiki!
And hel-lo boys!
So we are walking along enjoying the day when we run into Maestro. A one year old version of myself. I can practically smell the puppy food on his breath. What a fatty. And he isn't even altered. How un-PC. So I told him I hated him and Woman apologized for my behavior and on we went. Good riddance!
Here is our new apartment building. People are real friendly like it's Melrose Place or something.
The canal is across the street & the beach is three blocks away.
So we toured the new pad & ended up moving that day. Here is the entry into the living/ dining area.
And the kitchen with the bath & bedroom down the hall.
As papers were being signed, some neighbors dropped by to introduce themselves and they all said the same thing... "Oh, he looks just like Maestro!" That's right. The fat puppy is my new neighbor. Ugh. I hope it's not a long lease.
