WILD WEIMNESDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW,

ding-doing! da post(wo)man came to our crib! …. naah that is no reblog of our post from yesterday…

…it’s another day and another box… just da post(wo)man is da same…

…furst da Phenny made a hole in that box, just in case there are living things inside what need fresh air…

…and then we opened da box da weim way…

… sniff sniff sniff… uuuuaaaah that’s the stuff the mama ordered as da dad was away for 20 minutes …

…but we checked it anyway just in case one  of the box packers ate a cookie while work or lost a bubble gum…

… sure that can happen we once had an order from eBay where a used bubble gum was inside…. it looked not bad butt the mama refused to chew it … what a waste of ressources huh?

…butt anyway, we first need a plan who destroys what…

…that’s not easy, we both are picky …

… ok I’ll take the one what says L  and you get the thing with da 36 …that’s nearly  the half of 87…

…and then we remove that thingy and we throw it on da floor…

….look da furst hole…. not bad huh?

…and now we only have to give that box the last rites and the mess is complete, the mama in a nuclear meltdown mood and da dad is grateful and can not thank us enough with lots of F Thank you’s ….

…and from our furst row seat we now  can watch da  boxing event of da year: Wasterette v/s Ebenezer Scrooge….

HAVE A WILD WEIMNESDAY ALL

 

 

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TEST TUESDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW,

ding dong! da post(wo)man came to our crib!

and look what we got:

… a crock pot!!!

…we opened that box immediately da weim way…

…and we also ate da instruction sheet… that is the fastest way to internalize all that stuff, so you haven’t to read all that boring stories in 87 languages apart from yours… and what will we do furst with da brandnew crock pot from amazon?

pulled pork with coleslaw what else!… you need: a piece of pork shoulder aka a pork butt , bbq rub, an onion, 1 can dr. pepper, pepper&salt, bbq sauce, carrots, a cabbage head and the ingredients for da cole slaw you like the most …

so we used a bbq rub and together with the dirt from our paws …

…the pork butt got a fab embalming the evening before  …

…and da neggst day we threw it in a pan to sear it before..

we threw it in da bbq-sauce-onion-dr.pepper mix we prepared in our crock pot…

…and then we forgot it on the kitchen counter for 6 hours…where it simmered around…

…within that 6 hours we prepared our coleslaw and we also made  some swedish glaced pawtatoes, so the mama can eat something too…

… after the 6 hours the meat fell apart like a dandelion in da wind… it was pawfect and egg-sactly how it should be…soft, spicy and not dry…

…and together with da pawtatoes, buns,  da coleslaw and a dip for da pawtatoes it was a fest for all meatloafers  and meatloaferettes…

… we  separated the sauce and the meat this time for getting better photos, but you sure can mix da meat and da sauce  before you eat it…

we used da Russel Hobbs Crock Pot from amazon  we bought with our own moneeh for our pulled pork. It holds 3.5 liters and that is more than enough for 4 or 5 peeps . Da crock pot is easy to use and easy to clean, you have no hard smells in your crib and while da pot works, you can waste your time with much more interesting things, like eating chocolate or shopping online… that is mighty fine! We give da crock pot 8 paws and two wild wagging tails, also for the fantabulous price and the fast delivery. That CROCK POT is a ROCK POT!  So if you will give it a try this pot is da pawfect beginners model for all who want to get healthy and tasty meals without much effort…

…. and  the reason why da Nelly was pooped out anyway after da lazy cooking day is simple: we got a lot of meat too and da Nelly has no stop button included, because he is a lion and no smart virgo…

… but hey.. suddenly I’m tired too… maybe my stop button was somehow  out of order today too ….

HAVE A TASTY TUESDAY ALL

 

 

 

 

MISCHIEF MO(A)NDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW,

look what came to our  crib….

…it’s a pumpkin…

…no it will not bite you in your nose da Nelly…

…we furst chew off that green thing and then …

…we make soup from that guy… and we have to tell you that our soup was DA BESTEST SOUP OF DA WHOLE SLICE EARTH!

…other people tried to make a red velvet cake… yes you probably remember that cake as a very different looking thing, butt that is the mama-version and we can tell you that the taste and the look were da perfect match. Apart from the fact that no  kid ever  offered such a cake to it’s parents…

… da Nelly couldn’t resist and was so shatterpated to try that cake…

…and he had to visit our backyard immediately…

… it seems dogs are not only da better humans, they are da better chefs too….

HAVE A MARVELOUS MO(A)NDAY ALL

FLOWER POWER FURRYDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW

to a Flower Furryday with Rosy and da Boyz

…furst da pansies… a miracle butt it seems the mama couldn’t kill them by now…

… and a wet geranium…

…and da wild chrysanthemum in a special color… my granny said the mama has the hand for picking always the weirdest non-colors…

…and here a yellow rose  for Rosy with a photobomber…

…and in case   you wonder why our plants are wet….

HAVE A FABULOUS FURRYDAY AND A SUPER WEEKEND

 

PAWETRY THURSDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW

to a new round of Angel Sammy’s and Teddy’s Pawetaton. This week the two ginger boys picked a special pigture… it shows our deadly enemies…

you ask why?… here we go…

Once not long ago

we walked tho and fro

around da lake

on da foothpath fully awake.

Suddenly a biker came

and this bugger  was a shame.

He speeded like crazy that stupid clown

and knocked  da mama and da Nelly down!

Da Nelly was scared and ran away from the track

and da mama followed him skidding   on her back.

The mama yelled f-words at the pedal swinger

and this  a-hat showed her da statement finger.

We decided from now on we will not be scared

and with a potato gun  in our bag we are well prepared.

The next one who speeds on a foothpath around

will be potato-ished  into da ground.

…and what if you fail with da pawtato da Phenny?

…then I use my stern chaser… you should see how he will fly  off from his devil bike like a rotten plum…

… oh let my try that too… is that good?

… not bad you need just some better ammo… beans or roadkill or something like that…

HAVE A TROUBLEFREE THURSDAY ALL

 

 

WILD WEIMNESDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW,

…look we got a new toy….

…and it ended the same way like all our toys… although we have a super mega climate warming, everything turns into snow…

…that’s paw-radoxal, right?

…and the mama was surprised that the mess this time was totally moderate and fast to remove… that woman had no clue ….

….that we did a double shift after we worked in our bedroom … no wonder that we were eggs-hausted…

…. the victim of the day was Pooh…

…and Pooh is poo-ped now…

…butt we were surprised that there was so much snow in such a small pillow…

…probably a mystery and mysteries are there that two smart pups solve it, right?

…da Nelly said it is a special snow they put frozen in da pillow and while it sleeps in our bed, da snow melts and becomes fluffy like eggs-pansion foam, where one bottle can ruin a whole house or the complete hairstyle of a grampy when vice versa used  by a granny  …

….honestly dude, that is BS and Mr. Einstein would rotate in his grave like a spit roast…

… da scientific eggs-planation is : there is magic stuff inside and they do that to please our dad, because he loves nothing more than to collect snow and he has no clue how he should streal the lord da day without this job.  So he is grateful and said FU THANK YOU to his beloved pups and da magic workers in da chinese FU-ctories…

HAVE A WILD WEIMNESDAY ALL

 

 

 

 

T(H)REE-SOME TUESDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW,

guess what? we have a third Weimaraner… he said hell-o to his new friends at fartbook last week, butt we think he needs an official

Welcome to Blogville post…

…so HELLO EASY!

… we picked this name, because  the artist worked with photos of Easy. And you can click on the artist or on that link to see what else you can do with a chainsaw apart from world wide spring cleaning…

… the new kid is made of wood…

… and once many many moons ago the wooden Weim was a mighty ole oak tree  who maybe saw knights and damsels and wars and da furst rolling cages… Then they cut that mighty ole oak and a big part came to that artist who started a chainsaw massacre till the mighty ole oak became a Weimaraner.

… and then 2 men lifted the ~120 kilos / 264 lbs in da merde-cedes whose damper said “creeeechzzzzzz” and then he came all da long way to our crib.

…we furst were not amused to share our Overshock-Howltel with another guy, butt the mama said he will not sleep in our bed nor will he snitch our treats…

…and then our dad dragged the giant beast into our living room… to that place…

…naaah wait , that place is not good… more to the right…

…ouch… too much… a little bit to the left now…

…and there we have it… not pawfect, butt my dad said Fu Thank you and disappeared before the granny and the mama came up with more weim-moving…

…and just between us, that was very wise to buzz off, because he ruined the granite tiles in the living room as he tried to bring da wood-weim in. The mama was slightly distempered because he also ruined the mighty fine castor roller she bought for a ginormous fortune (1.99) in her junkstore and what she offered to da dad while having a weak samarian moment…

… after so much effort  I think it is time for breakfast…. to be indaway is a hard work I tell ya…

… the mama is over da moon now, it’s maybe not da pawfect artpiece we know from all made in china art pieces where one looks like the next one, butt it is unique, handmade  and our Weimaraner now , who will live with us in da Howltel Over-shock furever and ever…

HAVE A SUPER TUESDAY ALL

 

 

 

 

MISCHIEF MO(A)NDAY

BON CHEW & COW COW,

we are back. Our grandpawrent started yesterday in the early morning for their long trip back to germ-any and now we are back to our daily routine… how boring… butt we look forward to christmas and many eggs-tra treats and chaos and rule-less times…

Da granny brought a lot of treats and  toys for us….

…so we showed her how fabulous da Nelly can play with toys now, after he never had them as a pup…

… I think he is not bad in making confetti, right?

…and the staff and our grandparents had 2:26 minutes of free time…

… to earn some eggs-tra points at the granny-scale he  overdid it a little with killing a pillow…

… boy were we glad that it wasn’t filled with the same stuff da eggs-terieur promised…

… the mama was angry and she even did mugshots of da evildoers…

…so all people will be warned when they see that criminals somewhere…

…and while the mama removed da snow I talked with my granny about a very impawtant thing…

….about our christmess wishlist…

… and I’m sure she touched her forehead just accidentally and she flipped me no berd as I told her what we need this year…

… and we will look for our grandpawrents efurry day, till they are back again…

HAVE A GOOD MO(A)NDAY ALL

 

 

 

POETRY THURSDAY

BON CHEW & COCOW

to a new round of Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton in pigtures.

this week they two picked a tasty photo….and here we go:

17 berds* sat on  a bath

then two weimaraners crossed their path.

one tiptoed bit by bit to da objects of desire

the other one jumped as if his pants were on fire

the berds flew up till to da sky 

and one of the dogs said my oh my,

that was a super clumsy stunt

but predictable  if you invite a greenhorn for a hunt.

* all information about the numbers of berds is subject to change because the mama has dyscalculia

I’m no greenhorn, da Nelly… that berds looked like fastfood therefore I was fast too…

…sure… Phenny…a mighty fine eggs-cuse…

HAVE A PAWETIC THURSDAY ALL

FFF FURRYDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW,

to a new round of FFF hosted by Aunty Yam

We picked another classics today:

The Shining by Stephen King

…and the prompts are: breathtaking, snow plow, abyss, eerie,  REDRUM

I had a breathtaking dream last night…

…there was da Neilson and me in da living room Howltel…

… he turned into a REDRUM machine and he jumped on my back…

…and he tried to choke me… nearly..

…and then I landed on my back…

…and then we snowplowed around…

…till we both landed in da deepest abyss….

…and he tried to rip off my ears….

…butt fortunately I woke up and I saw…

…that da Neilson was still on da sofa and looked like that sphynx thingy of egypt…

….pheew… that was an eerie dream I tell ya…..

…and I’m glad it was just a dream and da Neilson is just da Neilson  and no eeriee Crimeraner

…yeeeeah sure  I’m JUST da Neilson….

HAVE A FANTABUOUS FURRYDAY ALL