easyblog WEIM-WEDNESDAY

Hell-o…

I’ve got a special request to share some puppy photos….

VIOLA… here we go…

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I had blue eyes that time….

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… and I ate no mice nor toads butt zippers…

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… and I looked as harmless as a butterfly…

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that was the photo from my breeder… who can resist that guy?

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… and who can resist THAT guy?

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Probably no one…

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…at least not SHE!

HAVE A SUPER WEDNESDAY ALL

easyblog TROUBLE TUESDAY

HEFFF-LO,

gueff whaff I goff? Iffs a…

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GAAAAH! WHAT THE FU…RS!

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SH*T! Now I lost my prey… I had  a mouse in my mouth ! Look…

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… and it egg-sactly landed in that fenced area….

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….oh MAAAAAAN!!!!!

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Get thee hence Dad-anas! Don’t you dare to eat MY mouse!

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…lemme on it….

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… where is it?

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MOOOOOOUUUUUSE!!!!!… are you in there?

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 NOTE TO MYSELF: NEVER TALK WHEN YOU HAVE A MOUTH IN YOUR MOUSE… aahhh naaah vice versa… whatever… SOURIS PERDU… MERDEcedes!

No weimaraner, dad nor a mouse were harmed in that post…. the dad grabbed the mouse beast and let it run away… He is definitely NO hunting breed…

and he owes me a mouse now or the countervalue … mickey mouse is worth $$42.6 millions, so let’s say for a french mouse he has to pay $$87 …

HAVE A GOOD TUESDAY ALL

easyblog MISCHIEF MO(A)NDAY

Hell-o,

how was your weekend? I was busy…

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… like a pee bee… with making a beehive…

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… although the mama said that was a BAD BEE-hivior…

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… Hey it  wasn’t me !

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… sadly I lost an evidence at the crime scene… SH*T!

HAVE A GOOD MO(A)NDAY ALL!

easyblog SURPRISE SUNDAY

Hell-o,

the mama decided to have a MEOW-graine, so her bestest friend (that’s me) tried to cheer her up… Yep, Dr. Easy knows how to treat such a MEOW-graine…

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… the best is to chase it away with a sugar bomb… and here is my army… 87k calories, ready to kick the MEOW-graine devil in the butt…

OREO shake, bananas and milk…

to prepare that is super easy, I  just have to  mix the milk with that OREO stuff and the banana pieces….with leaving a battlefield behind on the counter…

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…and VIOLA READY!

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…… I bet that 87k calories will win that war and the MEOWgraine devil runs like the wind with the tail between the legs… ha!

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DIG IN!

… and don’t furget your bestest Dogtor Easy…

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GIVEITTOTHEWEIMARANERGIVEITTOTHEWEIMARANER!

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…that makes $$ 87 for the flash MEOW-graine treatment…

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…. in cash dear… I know your firecracker-checks…

HAVE A SUPER SUNDAY ALL

 

easyblog BLAST FROM THE PAST

Hell-o,

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to a new epawsode of Bacon’s SHOW&TELL. This time the little piggy asked for  an embarrasing moment or something what we did once what ended totally hilarious… and honestly I could write my paws off to tell you about the embarrassing things what happen here…. or I could make it short with naming ONE embarrassing moment: their life.

After pondering 87 hours 2 seconds, I remembered a moment many moons ago… it was in that late 70’s and there was a chainstore and that chainstore offered “DA HOTTEST PANTS EVER”… the name of that pants was Jingler’s and efurrybuddy wanted a jeans with a little golden bell on the leg… and therefore my granny wanted one too.

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She grabbed her moody kid aka the mama and went off to C&A to buy such a thing. Butt there were two issues…. the first one, it is boring for little kids to go shopping  for adult-clothes, specially if that way to the store leads not over a toy store or an ice cream booth…. and second, although we say we are “grown up” when we reach a special age we still grow … just not vertical like before butt horizontal… and that means that the definition of skin-tight stuff becomes  relative…

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While the granny jumped in that changing booth  to put on some of that jeans, the mama became querulous and bored and she  grabbed the curtain of that booth and wrapped herself in that thingy to pretend she is a Queen or a Princess….

Butt suddenly the curtain pole  including the whole curtain-thing came down on my poor momma who screamed like an air raid siren while that darned pole made a super loud noise as it crashed on the tiles of the floor…

All people in that store looked in the direction of that noises and they saw…

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THE GRANNY UNPLUGGED… because her try to lay on the floor with the stilts to heaven to plug her ice cream cemetery in that tight pants failed pitiful…

…and all people laughed at the woman who acted like a contortionist with  wiggling  her butt in that jeans…

Boy was the granny pixxed… she refused to buy such a jingle bell jinglers thing, separated  the former princess from her curtain-cloake and left the store with a fox fire red head…. she was even so embarrassed that she FURGOT to stop at the toy-store to buy something for the still screaming kid aka  mama… and she said unladylike things to that poor toy&curtainless kid…. as if that was her fault that the curtains of C&A are faulty….

Not sure if the slogan: JEANS OF HOPE&GLORY fits to that haunted and jingling pants…. there was no HOPE  to squeeze a well pampered ice cream cemetery in such a pants nor any kind of GLORY when the whole world sees you laying on your back like a turtle  with the struggling  legs in the air ….

HAVE A FUNNY FURRYDAY ALL

easyblog SHOP TILL YA DROP

Hell-o

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to a new epawsode of Bacon’s and Fozziemums SHOPPING AROUND THE WORLD. This time Bacon asked for a sandwich and I thought I made one with my own paws what’s pawfect for spring&summer:

EASY’S TOMATO CAPRESE SANDWICH

we need:

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Mozzarella 0.55 eur=$$0.61, Bruschetta Bread-pack with 4!!! slices 2.50 eur=$$2.80, that’s daylight robbery!, tomatoes 4 pieces  1.69 eur=$$1.89 that’s outrageous too!, honey from my stash and balsamico vinegar, also from my stash… and some fresh basil wheedled out from our neighbor because the mama furgot to buy some…

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we furst grab a pot and fill it with some of that balsamico and some honey what we let cook on small heat till it becomes syrup like.

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while waiting for the balsamico we can roast the bread slices in a pan. If they are too big for the pan you can press them a little to the bottom of the pan, butt use a wooden spoon or a pancake flipper for that… even a dog poop shovel can do trick , butt never use your paws for that like that woman next to me who just  burnt her paw badly… butt who cares chips come from chipping, right?

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if the bread looks golden-brown we can place it on a plate and we can add the sliced tomatoes and the Mozzarella…

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GIVEITTOTHEWEIMARANERGIVEITTOTHEWEIMARANER!

…. butt give a piece of that Mozzarella to the Weimaraner furst…

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GIVEITTOTHEWEIMARANERGIVEITTOTHEWEIMARANER!

…and another one please because there are TWO sandwiches, right?

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… then you can use some mediterranean herbes and some olive oil spray…

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…add the chopped basil…

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…drizzle the balsamico honey mix over the sandwiches… aaaaaand:

DIG IN!

HAVE A SUPER SHOPPING WEDNESDAY ALL!

 

 

 

easyblog MISCHIEF MO(A)NDAY

Hell-o,

guess what?  The trunk  of the mama works pawfect again  since saturday and the furst thing she said was, that someone here stinks to high heaven…. before I could suggest her to take a shower for fixing that problem, the dad came and grabbed the Weimaraner at ass&neck and carried the poooooor pup to the bathroom!

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HEEEELP! SOS! MAYDAY!!!!!!

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Although I fought for my life and my stinky aromatic fur, they knew no mercy…

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… and there I was …. wet like a river rat with the water up to my chin… well nearly…. while my eyes turned red with fear the worn out shutter of the cam

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…. and without all the precious dirt and without my dignity I escaped that  wet torture pot…

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… and I gave them the most dangerous FU-look before I left that bathroom chamber of torture…

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… to hide under my blankie…

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…the dad said  now I smell like a fresh AVOCADO… WHAT?!

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I’m THE MOLE and not the GUACA-MOLE, dude!

HAVE A GOOD MO(A)NDAY ALL!

 

easyblog SPLAN SADORN

or SUPERB SATURDAY

Hell-o and Dermat!

Yesterday I saw a documentary about my area in tv and I thought I can share some special things I saw and I know about my area …

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The National Anthem is Bro Gozh ma Zadoù (Old Land of My Fathers) and accidentally this is the National Anthem of Wales too… butt that can happen, right?

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You can be a Breton by heart or you can be a Breton by birth, but that means not that you were born there, it means your ancestors fought with Ersipoe, Duke of Brittany against the french troops of Charles The Bald where the bretons beat the living day lights out of the french buggers…

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My doggy-mom came from Marseille and my doggy-dad came from the US, that makes me technically to a breton Pirate-Cowboy, right?

Wimmen rule? uh Merdecedes... I mean KAOC'H!

Wimmen rule? uh Merdecedes… I mean KAOC’H!

In Brittany the wimmen rule. Period.

And if you are a wimmen you can be whatever you want and you can become whatever you want… no matter what. You can become a  Piratesse like Jeanne de Belville, a fisher(wo)man or even presidential candidate…

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And as a sign of leadership the wimmen of Brittany wear a very high hat, the Coiffe Bigoudène, to top the men even optically…

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The mama jumped with joy immediately and my dad tried to stir up a mutiny, butt this time I was not with him, because I love the mama does anyway efurrything what her beloved silvermistygrey stinker wants…

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…and yes, there was a big chewing bone, I will not lie…

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nom nom nom….

And speaking of food, food has to do with La Mer… like efurrything here… or with Mor in breton…

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… that means we mostly eat fishy things, like Oysters…

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…they grow like weed here and they are breakfast, snack, luch or supper…

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… just not in my crib, because the mama nearly ampawtated her fingers while maneuvering an oyster knife…

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… and you need a new floor when someone who wants to stay anonymous brings a rotten oyster in your crib… just saying.

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Apart from La Mer or More, we have fabulous places here, full of history and mystery…

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… and currently the real estate prices are down like never before…

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…so what you waiting for? Wimmen of the world, come and rule your furmily and your own kingdom…

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… Welcome to Brittany, Degemer Mat & Chañs vat!

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HAVE A NICE DAY ALL – DEVEZH  VAT DEOC’H!

easyblog EASY COOKING

Hell-o,

in my eggs-perimental kitchen.  The mama is still hors de combat, so I am  the chef today before my dad will cause the next thunderstorm with making the kitchen to a battlefield.

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Because the favorite discounter of the mama has Alpine Week I make something from Austria:

EGG NOCKERL* WITH GREEN SALAD

* there is no translation what makes sense, so let’s say it is  a kind of swabian noodles/spaetzle with salad

We need:

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Onions,  eggs, green salad, cheese (we used meule de belmontoise) and the noodles. We bought them in  store but you sure can make it with your own paws, recipe is here. Butt I tell ya, the effort and the mess for that what you probably will get is out of any proportion, so better look in  a store or a deli, sometimes you can buy them dried, they are ok too… or drop me a line and I will send you a bag…. before you start a kamikaze mission  with making spaetzle… just saying…

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Now, where were we? Oh yes, the ingredients…  we added some radishes, but they are not important, just because we had them and to give the salad some color…

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I checked efurrything with my dirty paws and my nose and called for the things I missed:

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pepper&salt, we used blue persian salt, butt  that is also irrelevant, that’s just because my mother is nuts… any salt is good, maybe eggs-cept road salt…

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… butt hey cookmaid, you can bring another egg, I smashed one…

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shred the cheese…

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prepare the salad and the dressing…

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… I tricksered a little with using Knorr salad mix, but you can make your clear  dressing as you like it, there is no must…

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… let’s see! … urrks… ewww… boring green grass stuff butt it looks ok…

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… chop the onions and throw them in a pan and roast it  with butter/margarine/oil whatever you prefer.

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While the onions roast we can prepare the eggs. We need stirred eggs we spiced with pepper&salt and with white truffle flavor…

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…  that’s france and here   stirred eggs never  go without truffles,  those with big wallets buy one for a fortune, common people like us, buy it in a box at the junk store… butt anway…

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… my onions have some color now, so I can place it on the edge of the pan while adding the noodles… we use   swabian finger noodles or in some areas of bavaria they call them DRADEWIXPFEIFERL… crazy, huh?

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…as soon as the noodles get some color too, we can add the eggs..

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… and when the egs are ready we can switch off the oven and add the cheese we stir under the noodle/onion/egg-mix.

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… add the salad and the dressing and:

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DIG IN!

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… and oh man yes… give the bestest chef a chewing bone!

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Dude that’s lame… BY THE LEEEEEFT: DOUBLE MARCH!

While I made that noodle stuff I also had to supervise the kitchen servant who preapred my food, chicken&carrots…

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MAAAAN GIVEITTOTHEWEIMARANERGIVEITTOTHEWEIMARANER….

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….. uuuuh…about time too!

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… ufff… done!

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…I think I need a nap I’m dogtired after that hard work…

BURN CANDLES AND NOT YOUR PAWS AND HAVE A GOOD THURSDAY

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YOUR CHEF

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easyblog TOADSDAY

Hell-o,

guess what?

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…ummm… naah… not really… eggs-cept TNT means TOAD NATURAL TRANSPORTS…

butt we found out why I turned into a canine geyser …

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I had a meet&greet with a toad. Again. After bills and pills from last year I did it again. Probably last  thursday and TOADAY…

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I puked like Old Barful and this time they discovered the emetic agent…

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The staff said I’m a super doofus.

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YES THAT’S WHAT I AM.

Butt hey, that is NOT my fault, because …

I AM THE DOG WITH THE HUMAN BRAIN

so I have to act like a human, right? And there is just one  answer to that WHEN-WILL-THEY-EVER-LEARN question, Pete Seeger, it’s short&simple and it even rhymes with ever:  NEVER….

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… and now eggs-cuse me, I have to sort the bills in my wallet in ascending numerical order and to arrange the mugs in my cupboard that the handles egg-sactly point to 56.2° n/w  while singing If I Only Had The Nerve by the Cowardly Lion to the tunes of Phil Collins In The Air Tonight…

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That makes me TOADally human, right?

HAVE TOADFREE TUESDAY ALL