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Meet my arch enemy. This little bird has many names: Dr Google refers to it as a Lapwing or Blacksmith Plover. Dad calls it a Kiewiet or a Waterkant Kiewiet (a kiewiet that lives at the water’s edge). Sissy calls it the flippin’ nuisance, the arrogant @#$%& with a death wish, the little sh!t and many other names.

"Vanellus armatus (taxobox)" by © Hans Hillewaert / . Licensed under CC BY-SA 3.0 via Wikimedia Commons.

“Vanellus armatus (taxobox)” by © Hans Hillewaert / . Licensed under CC BY-SA 3.0 via Wikimedia Commons.

We have two breeding pairs living at the edge of our lagune, right there where we have to pass through to get to the beach. All of the wild animals and birds living in our area are right friendly and neighbourly, but these little birds constantly display spiteful, rude, unacceptable behaviour. Dad says they act this way to scare away intruders and protect their nests.

Unfortunately they seem to think that I am the enemy that needs scaring away. Why target me? They scare the living daylights out of me swooping down and pecking at my head. Have you ever seen one of these guys in flight?

"Blacksmith Plover ( Vanellus armatus) 3" by Lip Kee Yap - originally posted to Flickr as Blacksmith Plover ( Vanellus armatus). Licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0 via Wikimedia Commons - http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Blacksmith_Plover_(_Vanellus_armatus)_3.jpg#/media/File:Blacksmith_Plover_(_Vanellus_armatus)_3.jpg

“Blacksmith Plover ( Vanellus armatus) 3” by Lip Kee Yap – originally posted to Flickr as Blacksmith Plover ( Vanellus armatus). Licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0 via Wikimedia  

So there we were, strolling along the edge of the lagune, looking at the foam and flotsam in the water after our big storms over the weekend …Lagune1… when all of a sudden one of these rude flippin’ birds swooped down on me. Sissy took a few swipes at him with her walking stick (which is actually a wooden club that she carries just in case a venomous snake or spider happens along). While she was swiping away and renaming that bird a few more times, I just stood my ground (behind Sissy) and Mom clicked away on her ever present camera. Sissy was not impressed. 😀

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During the night a few fishies were washed onto the beach and we were picking them up (fishing on dry ground so to speak) to use as bait when the family goes fishing. Imagine our surprise when Sissy picked up a little fish known around here as a “pinkie” (little finger) and the “bait” started wriggling in her hand.

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Being kind of heart, she raced across the divide between the lagune and the sea to put the pinkie back in the water, where it happily swam away. Lucky fish! We did find a few that were already dead (how unfortunate for them), but still rather fresh, and they are now resting peacefully in our freezer, waiting for the annual sardine run to happen, because … swimming right behind those small little sardines are the bigger fish that we here at the top of the food chain are waiting for.

Visit http://www.sapeople.com/2015/06/04/sardine-run-durban-kwazulu-natal-south-coast/) for details of this momentous occasion 😀 😀

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