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easyblog FEAR FRIDAY

Dear friends,

a bad thing happened here. Yesterday they brought my dad to the hospital with a kidney failure. There was no warning or any sign that something could be wrong it happened out of the blue, so no one was prepared for anything.  He is still there and we only got the information that he is stabilized and that he had a quiet night. For more informations my mom has to wait till she can talk with the doctor in the evening. They promised her to call her back yesterday in the evening, but we got no recall and so we had a really bad night.

Please don’t be sad that we can’t wander through blogville for today and the weekend, we love you all and we haven’t forgotten to visit you, it’s just that my mum runs around with the phone in her hand, waiting for a sign and she has to manage all things my dad normally does.

Butt we are there on monday with the bean-contest, my mom works on the pictures and she learnt that she has to learn a lot, to be as good as my dad on that front… but she is able to learn :o)

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I’m totally confused, because it’s the first time that my dad is not here and I wait for him and I warm his place in the bed till he is back.

I miss you all and I wish I could maneuvre such a compawter to stay in blogville with you till the dark clouds are far away from my kingdom.

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easyblog MISCHIEF MOANDAY

MISCHIEF MOANDAY
DEEEEEEEEEEEEEAR FRIENDS,
I’m back. In one piece. Including the staff. What shall I say… Napoleon lost his dignity in Waterloo, Pumpkin lost her dignity in the house of Flavor Flav and my dad lost his in Poitiers… butt let me tell you the story of our hell trip…
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We started in the early morning on friday… ok a little bit later, because my butt was glued on my bed…
… butt then we really started. The GPS said 321 km (~200 miles), travel time 5.5 hours. Pfff as if, how can we need such a long time for such a pitiful distance? That’s right, the GPS was wrong we needed 7 hours.
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… the landscape changed, all things turned into “southern style” and I felt like stranded on the planet of the apes in a strange country…
It was friday and rush hour everwhere… and the system they have here to control the traffic at a road construction zone is just brilliant…
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the guy has to hold a sign what says no entry for us…
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… and after 87 hour he has to turn it around… think “short time work” gets a special meaning when you have to stay on the road as a humanoid traffic sign…. bet they always  have vacancies…
 butt anyway we really landed at the castle of Gilles de Rais aka Bluebeard… there was the next sign…
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… it said that the castle is closed till april 2015….  and we weren’t able to wait so long there… but nevertheless we entered that crib, because I pretended to be an archaeologist and worked with all my paws on the excavation site, that my mom could take some photos,
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while my dad tells you the story of Gilles de Rais:
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after a picnic at the castle we jumped back in the elephant skate
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…to drive to our howltel in Poitiers
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… the main city of Poitou-Charentes and Vienne…
….the howltel was 2 minutes away from the Parc des Expositions what we had to visit the next day…
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… the room was small, butt ok… and in nearly every room was a pup….
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… the walls were thin, butt the doors were the same they have in Fort Knox… very heavy and self-locking…
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… even when you have your finger inside… right, dad?
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… after a not really peaceful night with a super barkfest, we went up in the early morning and we drove to the show in a convoy, after a biped who knew the way to the show and this time we came too soon what’s totally uncommon for us and from this moment  all things went south…
The show, 1883 pups and me…

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This time the judgement was different and not sorted by groups, butt by breeds. It was an indoor show and with all the kennels in the same hall and the grooming tables it was pokey…
We had to wait for 3.5 hours, because the Weimaraners were announced at 11:25 am… that was not easy, because in the hall it was loud and pokey and outside they had a K9 examen where they shot …
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… butt then it was my turn… The Show-helper said we are next and we changed my collar and the leash. (we don’t use a show leash, it’s no obligation, you can use whatever you want). Just that moment a girl came close. It was a German Shorthair and as I said hell-o, this girl bit me in my nose! 
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We’ve got a leash salad, the cam went down and my mom took a cool photo of the floor till the cam disappeared between all the legs and paws… therefore the pictures are blury and mom missed the launching of the silvermistygrey missile what darted of with mach2. 
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… and  here I am on the way to my Waterloo and directly to the first place in Hall of Shame… in case you missed me in the middle of the video, I just tried to get that naughty girl, sadly my dad couldn’t jump over the fence like me…
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The judge was a woman and very professional, because she was at big shows and even a judge at CRUFTS where she judged the toy group…. that means her eyes saw nearly  all things what can happen… even a pup,  totally over the top…. she checked my nose, there was nothing, my sniffer is  as good als always, look:
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 butt with  all sympathy, my performance was well spoken said a CATastrophe… and it was more than fair that I’ve got even a judgement. Many thanks, honestly,  from the bottom of my mommas nearly broken heart…
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btw: the name of this pup is: I SAID NO NO NO … thinks that’s a statement…
After I crashed   that whole thingy I was as good as gold and parked my butt next to my dad and played with my new bud Ilton as nothing had happened…  just my dad’s dignity is buried under the red carpet of Poitiers, directly next to my mom’s naches…
I drove home with a “tres bon” and a first place  in “classe ouverte male”,  with a new bud named Ilton, who lives sadly far away and the dream about a black lobster my mom promised me… even when she said my gig wasn’t worth a fish stick from the cheapest store….
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… and guess what? I can’t wait for my next trip….
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HAVE A SUPER MONDAY ALL….
……and if you want to join the bean-tug-of-war, there is still time till 10/25… you can read about it here…or
at Mollie&Alfie where you can read all about the Highland Games for Kayla
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easyblog wordy wednesday

 

WORDY WETNESDAY… yes, we have tons of rain..
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YES. it’s right. The silvermistygrey pup goes on a howl-i-day and he has to sit on his mommas lap for 5 hours… or more… We will visit a spooky place and a show what takes TWO days, on Saturday the pups of group 1, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8 will start and on sunday the pups of group 2, 5, 9, 10. Also on sunday the group winners enter the Ring of fire d’Honneur for Best In Show… no worries I’m definitely not amongst them, I can drive home after the show on saturday, that’s as sure as the bear still sh*t’s in the forest. We will start on Friday in the morning and we are back on Sunday. I’m the number 1179, that means that there are some more dogs … and maybe one of them is a silvermistygrey Weimgirl…
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Butt if you want to send pictures or entries for the tug-of-bean challenge, you still can send it to
arttecforu at aol dot com I will answer your mails on moanday.
Some peeps and pets asked about this event: it will be a tug of war with a giant bean instead of a rope and we will build two teams who pull on every side of that bean thingy. You do not need a special picture, just one where you are identifiable, so my dad can include you in a bean-of-war-team.
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HAVE A SUPER WE(T)DNESDAY ALL

 

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easyblog MONDAY MESSAGE

HELL-O FRIENDS!
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It’s pawty time!

Yes. We celebrate
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KAYLA’S HIGHLAND GAMES

I’m the host of an event called GREEN BEAN TUG OF WAR
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…thanks Dad, that’s the limit of embarrassment and btw: that’s a PEE… sorry, I mean… a PEA-COSTUME!

… butt anyway, back to the roots… or to the beans hehehe

It would be great if you would join the great BEAN EVENT, the more the merrier, right?

Just send me a picture of you, with your name and the name of your blog or give me a sign via mail that I can pick a picture of your blog to include you into a TUG OF BEAN team.

It would be great if you could send all pictures or entries  till OCTOBER 25th, so my dad can finish the picture-work in time.

If you want to hear more, or if you want to host an event or if you have any idea how we could make this pawty for Kyla much more special, please hop over to Mollie&Alfie (YES; THEY ARE BACK; YAY!) where you can read all about the pawty!

you can drop me a line to  : arttecforu at aol dot com
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Please join the pawty and let’s have  a good time together….

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easyblog SMART SUNDAY

EASY’S SUNDAY CLASS

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Hell-o Teacher!
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Hell-o Class!

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This time:  DNA (short for Do it No more Again):
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DNA is something what comes in a string. Like a dogs leash what sticks on you for all eternity. It’s expansible and chewable. Like licorice, but you get no black tongue. Butt you can get blacklisted or land in jail  when your string will be found  on the wrong place… and in worst case it can be very pricey… for many years or fur ever and ever.

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Yeeeah thanks Overlook Twins, now back to the DNA-pool…aaah no wait! There is no one on this planet who has completely  the same DNA… except: TWINS! … and therefore they both are scary! Because they are monozyGOT(H)IC twins. DizyGOT(H)IC twins can be scary too but they don’t share the same string-thing. DNA is not cfreely selectable, it ‘s distributed according to the random principle, probably by a heavenly Raffle-Copter…The DNA is also  a sneaky thing, it’s the reason that we not look like ourselves but like other people…..and you wonder why people laugh at you… like this poor guy:

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Or sometimes we look like our pawrents…

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That’s the Dad…
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That’s the Mom…

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… and surprise, surprise! that’s the daughter… Who’da thunk it?

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and sometimes we look like people we see everyday, probably that’s because of the  mirroreffect…

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like this guy

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he has a Tapir… yeah…what else… Think we better let pass that fact without a comment…

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Sometimes people or animals can look even  like a non-existant person…

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thats’s my Momma

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think it’s useless to deny her relationship to this guy…

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and sometimes you can look like somebody of a total different species
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that’s me….

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…and that’s NOT me… just saying…
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Do you have a look-alike?

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HAVE A SMART SUNDAY ALL!

 

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easyblog THIS MOMENT…

…SEE BEAUTIFUL…

Hosted by SUGAR the golden girl, who celebrates her 6th BLOGOVERSARY today!

I saw a beautiful thingy on the desk, it was the edible barkday card I’ve got from my bro Goose….

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Mom said she will keep it… but I said that’s wrong, because the instruction says EDIBLE and not COLLECTABLE…
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and so, the silvermistygrey pup jumped on his bed and while he ate the card he pondered about Goose, Weimaraners…
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friendship, treats,  shoes and the precession of the equinoxes…
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It’s a beautiful moment when you get an edible greeting from a friend and while you eat it it feels like the friend who sent it to you is on your side…
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maaan, I wish Goose would be really  here and we could share the card and the shoes and the creepy things we find on the street…
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but as long as my tunnel is unfinished we all are only together in our minds (yes, bro animals have minds!) and in our heart….
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HAVE A BEAUTIFUL FRIDAY ALL

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easyblog TREAT TUESDAY

DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAr Friends…
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wanna hear a cool shocktober-story? A really creepy one? Butt it’s a secret… a DIRTY SECRET… literally…
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shall I tell it? Yes? Ok, here we go…

My mom is on a die-t, that’s no biggie she always rides that poneh, butt sometimes she get’s depressed with eating nothing than air and grass  and then the treat-devil grasps her on her butt and forces her to eat treats…
Like yesterday…

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The object of desire were Pretzels with chocolate… that’s weird to cover salted Pretzels with chocolate, butt probably that treat was tailored for my mom…

She tossed  the Pretzels in her mouth while using her paws as an excavator shovel…. till the bag was empty….

Butt that wasn’t enough… she took the bag and tried to pour the crumbs in her mouth … butt mostly treat bags fit not to humanoid pie-holes and you make a mess … Like my momma…
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She looked down on the blankie where she had parked her butt and saw some crumbs… what she grabbed with her greedy paws and threw it in her mouth…

BUTT…. suddenly she started to cough and to gag and to keck like crazy… and she ran to the bathroom where she made other weird noises…
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BECAUSE: that crumbs weren’t made of chocolate and Pretzels… that were delicious dirt crumbs  what fell off of  my dirty paws…. EEEEWWWW!!!!!
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That’s disagreeable to hear butt not my problem…and I  got anyway  nothing from that Pretzels… so it’s her loss…

And my dad and me can’t understand why she is as cross as anything now…. probably to eat dirt from the back yard turns moms  into Grumpy Cat…
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That we laughed like hyenas can’t be the reason… or can it? Butt anyway, the mom is back on her die-t and she is still drepressed… or DEPRETZELED

BTW: How much calories has dirt? zero, right? maybe it’s a good idea to include it in her die-t plan, huh? And is dirt vegetarian food or not?
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HAVE A TASTY TUESDAY ALL

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