I’m used to seeing yachts and other types of pleasure craft in Hout Bay but not submarines so this one caught me by surprise yesterday and I had no answers for my clients. Obviously it’s some sort of exercise by the navy but why they chose Hout Bay is a mystery. I don’t even know if it’s one of ours because I’ve only ever seen grey ones in Simon’s Town.

I would’ve liked to see the sub in the company of this bloke whose telephoto lens the size of a small lighthouse was actually useless at Boulders because he was too close to the penguins. It didn’t stop him from taking lots of photos and laughing off all the facetious comments that everyone was making. He advised us that it weighs a ton and that he isn’t a professional photographer. I think he’s compensating.


Guest blog by Princess Vida


With my boyfriend Bijou on Hout Bay beach last week


Look how he’s chasing me – half my size and twice as dangerous!

I haven’t had internet access for ages so I can’t update Facebook but mom said I can guest blog to make up for it.   I’ll use the opportunity to tell you how to make humans happy. It’s not really difficult because they’re very simple and loyal creatures, most of the time, and it doesn’t take much to please them.

  1. Every now and then, especially if I feel neglected, I sit dead still close to my mom and just stare at her. When she eventually looks my way and says “What?” I don’t move an inch, just sit, not even a blink. This rattles her no end and eventually she puts down what she’s doing and I get a big love or something to chew on.
  2. Let them rub your tummy, they love this and it certainly doesn’t hurt.
  3. I can’t stress strongly enough the importance of nuzzling and cuddling. Humans need a lot of this and a few minutes go a long way. When my human is watching tv and typing at the same time I creep up close and shove my nose under her arm. She makes loads of typos and eventually says “Look how she wants to cuddle”, puts the laptop down and starts kissing or something, at that point I move away. She picks up the laptop again and I creep closer again… this can go on for hours and guarantees non-stop attention.
  4. When you need a pee and the door is shut, don’t bark and jump at the door – that’s too easy. Sit near the door, wiggle on your bum and wait. After a few minutes of being totally ignored you can let out a very low whine and wiggle your bum again. At some point your human will jump up and open the door very fast. Humans are not generally scared of us peeing indoors but a number 2 on the carpet is their biggest fear.
  5. And speaking of poop. My mom’s got a lot of gravel outside and I’m not mad about it because it’s not comfortable to lie on. My solution? I no longer poop in the driveway where it’s easy for her to pick up. I now poop on the gravel so that when she removes the poop, there are always several bits of gravel stuck to it. I’ve calculated that in about 4 years there won’t be a single piece of gravel left. I’ve even stopped pooping on the pennyroyal ground cover – it’s all mostly dead anyway.
  6. The Circuit of Happiness – I’ve outgrown this but it gives my mom pleasure so I will keep it up as long as I can. The way it works is this: when she comes home, after I’ve whined and jumped up and down outside, I show her how happy I am to see her by running in a loop from the front door onto one couch and from that one I jump straight across the other one, then back to the front door and to the first couch and so on. She stands there hosing herself for a few minutes, then rushes to the toilet. I can’t tell you how happy it makes me to be able to give her so much pleasure. The number of circuits I complete is directly proportionate to how long she’s been out, so a quick nip to the shops might only be 3 circuits but when she’s been out all day I run myself ragged.

Stuff I don’t like:

  1. I don’t see the joke in referring to my back legs as “Korean take-aways”.
  2. Threats to return me to the SPCA for a refund every time I get dirty.
  3. Constant cookie inspections for fleas. She never finds any but still she looks obsessively.
  4. Braais where they sit and gnaw at bones and I get nothing and apparently it’s for my own sake. Puh-lease.
  5. That long snaky thing in the garden that she’s been using to wash me this summer. Bring on winter and warm baths.
  6. Being left alone. Like tonight – there’s a big party on at my boyfriend’s house and I’m not allowed. I don’t understand why Tonton Philippe doesn’t want me and BJ playing and wrestling and running around his house at his birthday party. The 40+ guests would love to see how we play. BJ even went to the parlour for this party and I get to sit at home alone.

My mom thinks this is a very cute pose of mine and Tonton thinks he’s training us. BJ got filthy that day and Tonton was furious! I never get very dirty because I’m a girl.


Me, my boyfriend and Tonton – man, we OWNED the beach that day! (Afterwards we had calamari!)


A note to all accidental visitors:

I am not a photographer and do not claim to have any particular skills whatsoever in that department. I have enormous respect for those who can see the potential in a scene and can create a great photo. Good photography is an art, in my opinion.

I am just a happy snapper, I have no special lenses or accessories, my camera is very simple and it's usually best to leave the setting on auto.

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