Beach, chickens, feral cats & a birthday

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Sonja and Cortney joined the crew in Kauai. Beach activities, shopping, Spouting Horn, and a birthday dinner for Cortney! Also saw more and more chickens, some tourist-friendly feral cats, another whale and a monk seal.











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Mary Anita Winklea said…
So who is winning in the population battle game
Feral Cats VS Rogue Chickens?
April 03, 2013 1:02 PM
Nathan Heckman said…
It appears they have a truce worked out. Plenty of tourists to not obey the signage and feed them both!
April 03, 2013 1:14 PM
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