Whippet update!!!

26 Aug 2010, Posted by Cape Town Girl in beasties, cape town dawg, 0 Comments

Oh it’s a little whippet that folds in on itself like a Popple. Oh. Oh my.

whippet update!!

03 Aug 2010, Posted by Cape Town Girl in beasties, cape town dawg, 0 Comments

oh man! the ‘cropped fold-over’ look!

Me Panjo. Runaway Tiger.

28 Jul 2010, Posted by Cape Town Girl in beasties, characters, non-tourist attractions, south africa, 12 Comments

Me Panjo The Tiger
Panjo like soooooo tired of being spooned in bed by human
Feeding me chickens & kibbles
Givin me tummy ribs
Panjo pretend is okay (don’t mind tummy rubs)
But deep down
Panjo want to stalk around jungles
Eat some Indian babies

Maybe Panjo poke a python (is Panjo’s favourite game)
But NOOOOOOO
Panjo must spoon with this bro in Africa
This bro smell like whiteboy
Panjo smell like tiger
Tiger smell good
Panjo want to know,
“WHER ARE DER OTHER TIGERS PLS??”

Me Panjo The Tiger
Whitebro make Panjo go to vet
Panjo no like vet
Vet stick thing in Panjo bum
Make panjo go “RAAAWAWAWAWRRRR!”
So Panjo run away
Panjo scared.

Me Panjo The Tiger
Me found a shady spot to hide
Until India finds Panjo again
Just now some kid wave at Panjo with a stick
Say ‘NO PANJO DOWN BOY’
Snap a camera in Panjo’s face
Say “OOOH GONNA BE RICH”
Panjo not understand
Panjo want to know
“WHERE IS INDIAA?”

Me Panjo The Tiger
Panjo likes tummy rubs
But Panjo miss India
Panjo scared.
Not hurt Panjo with stick, please.
Please. Not make do tricks for kibbles.
Take Panjo home.

puppies from London!

21 Jul 2010, Posted by Cape Town Girl in beasties, cape town dawg, kindness of strangers, south africa, 3 Comments

London CTG reader Jared sent me these ridiculous pictures yesterday, they are courtesy of his friend Lulu Caballero. Please delight in the wonder!

I mean is there ever anything better than getting a package of puppies from London??? That’s right. There isn’t. Thanks Jared and Lula.

Transformer Owl

20 Jul 2010, Posted by Cape Town Girl in beasties, characters, hilarious, 1 Comments

Guys, listen. to. me. I would never blog about an Owl unless it was ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY AND IMPERATIVE TO YOUR HAPPINESS that you see it. Not that I have anything against owls, it’s just that they are a little off-topic. Not this owl! This owl is so on-topic I am at a loss as to how to describe him. Let me put it this way: 1 owl, 3 versions.

Just watch it. Thank you spo0ky!

Are sloths the new Macaroons?

17 May 2010, Posted by Cape Town Girl in CTG, beasties, 1 Comments

Life is empty without our obsessions here at CTG, and I fear the macaroons may have run their course. Or at least, for the moment. We may need to take a break so that CTG can continue to fit into her lingerie. But it’s not all DESTRUCTION AND RUIN because CTG has found a perfectly acceptable replacement obsession for macaroons, which while not being edible, do cause some sort of physical reaction in me, similar to the feelings of EXTREME WARM MELTY HAPPINESS induced by les macarons. Please observe, SLOTHS:

Meet the sloths from Amphibian Avenger on Vimeo.

Yes. Are you with me on this? Just for now. Just a little break. Unbelievable.

Thanks Jeremy / Robyn.

Site of the Week: Michael Buble Being Stalked By A Velociraptor

31 Mar 2010, Posted by Cape Town Girl in art, beasties, bloggers, weblebrity, 2 Comments

I present: Michael Buble Being Stalked By A Velociraptor – the official website!

What on earth are you still doing here? Hit up Michael Buble Being Stalked By A Velociraptor immediately!

devastating news. georgia has left us.

10 Mar 2010, Posted by Cape Town Girl in CTG, beasties, 5 Comments

My relationship with my orchid has never been an easy one. From the start, I was plagued by doubts as to whether I was giving her all I could, whether she was really as happy as she appeared to be. She was hot and cold, always changing her mind, never quite sure of how she felt. I was constantly showering so she could have her precious humidity, and rearranging my life (by not using my walk-in closet as a closet so that she could have it as a conservatoire). I gave her a view. I spritzed her roots. I loved her with all my heart, really, I did, but it wasn’t enough. RIP Georgia. You’ll always be my first orchid love.

Big Dawgs Don’t Cry

04 Mar 2010, Posted by Cape Town Girl in CTG, beasties, 2 Comments

Garp patiently waits for his master outside the toilets.

And just for kicks, that great pic of him frolicking with a painting.

Is anyone else being emotionally manipulated by their orchid?

25 Feb 2010, Posted by Cape Town Girl in beasties, cape town, 9 Comments

Was given orchid as gift a few weeks back. Since then have been in state of abject terror that orchid will die on me, exacerbated by orchid’s erratic and confusing behaviour.

> First, named Orchid ‘Georgia’ after Georgia O’Keefe and her erotic orchid close-ups. Felt very smug about it and told lots of people. Came home a day later and 5 of orchid’s back flowers had dried up. Overnight. Horror.

> Googled phaenopsis, which is orchid’s latin name. Wikipedia says Georgia would prefer humidity. Deflating, since spend life trying to rid apartment, specifically walk-in closet, of humidity, caused by male architect not putting skylight in shower.

> Thus decide to make walk-in closet ‘Georgia’s Room’. Place her by window so she can receive ‘dappled sunlight’ and enjoy view of Table Mountain. Open shower screen and shut door to walk-in closet every morning after shower so Georgia can have her sauna.

> Georgia perks up immediately. Buds that had not opened now bloom. Celebrate by having another shower and locking Georgia in with steam.

> Day later, Georgia’s dried flowers drop off. New blooms morosely wilting. Worry about steam-overload so spend hour wiping off leaves very delicately. Notice that one of Georgia’s roots has suddenly twisted itself over pot, probably ‘wanting to be free’.

> Buy Georgia new pot but Georgia refuses to let go of old pots with her twisty neophytic roots. Have to bend roots. One snaps. Feel bad. Pull a little more and discover Georgia clutches sandy stones in bottom of pot like they are her eggs (why??). Decide to leave Georgia in pot, wilty and clutching eggs. Have shower and slink out of closet feeling like new mother who does not know how to burp her baby.

> Next day Georgia perky again despite surprise root amputation. Seems happier than ever.

Is anyone else being emotionally manipulated by their orchid like this?
How do y’all handle?