This is what I used to call baboons and monkeys as a child. Couldn’t/wouldn’t distinguish between the two and decided to just have a combined name. I’ve had lots of close encounters with Bobbe-ape as you do if you live in Cape Town’s southern suburbs.
On Saturday we were with friends in Glencairn and we had a ‘visit’ from one troop. We had a picnic/braai in the garden and the babies were running about, Mommies were sipping wine and pretending to make salads and the Daddies were doing the alpha male thing and braaiing.
There’s apparently one bolshy male that just won’t be chased away. They came through and the Daddies got rid of most of them except said Bolshy. The Mommies were starting to freak out because precious babies were about and have you seen a fully grown Bobbe-aap’s fangs recently? They’re huge!
SO while all the other Mommies stood frozen on the spot with their babies and the Daddies were caucusing as to how to take out Bolshy – this Mamma Bear showed Bolshy Bobbe-aap exactly who the Alpha Mommy is. I charged and made a sound I think I last heard in the labour ward and Bolshy literally ran with his tail between his legs!
Anybody need help with a Bobbe-aap problem? Call me for a humane (some would argue the sound coming from me was not human) solution to your Bobbe-aap problem!