MISCHIEF MO(A)NDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW,

….look what came to our crib!!!! Da amazon man! and we have a photo gallery for you to show ya what we did with that giant big box… we think we give it the working title: It’s all fun&games till someone….

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…. makes scary noises like chromp chromp chromp huachruawurapuuah!

…and that is 100% papier-maché dear friends , you can use it to make funny little decorations, yeah!!!

…butt the really weird thing is that we helped to unwrap the friggin separation grid for the car and sealed our fate to become trunk passengers that way….

…I don’t ride in the trunk… me neither.. either we are the pilot and the copilot or we walk… basta pasta!

HAVE A MARVELOUS MO(A)NDAY ALL

 

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NATURE FURRYDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW,

to NATURE FURRYDAY by da LLB-CREW

Today we have something special. We had the Fete du Battage in our Kraal yesterday and there was da annual tractor pawrade with da ole farm rides and horses and a lot of other farmers equipment. The farmers work with da nature and in da nature… and without them we would be lost… and hungry…naturally…

…and with a rose for Rosy we wish you a fantabulous goooood weekend …

AND A SUPER FURRYDAY TO YOU ALL

 

 

 

 

 

PAWETRY THURSDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW

to a new epawsode of Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton in pigtures….look what they found for this week…

uiiiii that is a ginormous crowd, isn’t it?

If you want to ride on a train

it can lead to trouble  and to  pain.

And to accidents done with purpose or not,

finally trains are a dangerous spot.

Therefore smart people in Paris had something new

and to explain it to  da trainriders tried their crew.

There was a gate with a ticket slot

and if you have no ticket da gate opens not.

The train-er explained and showed proud

da new security gates to da crowd.

Butt all were busy and all that morones

looked not at him but on their phones.

And as they wanted to enter the track

they crashed into da gate-  what the fagg!

And so the best invention never works

if you are surrounded by dorks.

…butt the mama listened to that train-er, right?

…yes… she did.. but she accidentally put da ticket arse about face in da slot and the gate did not open anyway…

…oh… ok….

HAVE A PAWETIC THURSDAY ALL

 

 

 

WILD WEIMNESDAY

BON CHEW AND COWCOW

so yesterday da Phenny told da news and today I do it….

…see there were two giant snails in da garden and the one who says he is a smart virgo ate both! Including da shell and later…

….careful now, da Nelly…..it could be that you end in deepest hell today…..

..bah! Who cares, that story is too good to keep it in my socks…. so da smart virgo ate da snails and then he puket in da bed… and all over me and the mama and the dad… and that was so horrible disgusting to pick up da mashed snails that the mama turned as green as our chewing bones while changing da bedding at 3 am… while I ate only pigeon poop what  left me the next day da normal way…

.. so now efurrybuddy knows what you did da Phenny hahaha!…….. pfff …ole tatteltale…

…and just between us that is pitiful to turn into  da niagara falls from only two escargots… specially  for a french pup……

HAVE A WILD WEIMNESDAY ALL

 

 

TRAVEL TROUBLE TUESDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW,

…you know what ? … there is something new in…

….wait! I will tell it… I’m 10 months older than you, so I have the pawmission  to share da news…

…no I will say it… naah mee mee mee! ouch!

uncle uncle uncle!

…so …da air is cleared and I can tell ya da news:

…we were on da road da whole time to find a new car…. and that’s not easy in august, when the whole land runs on low flame because of the vacation period….

…and we found it deep in da finistere, therefore it has da national breton emblems, what say:  a l’aise breizh, that’s a phrase what rhymes like artsy fartsy or easy peasy… and it means feel good in brittany… and that’s what we will do despite the new registering fee of 50 bucks!!! per CV  and despite the insance gaz and diesel prices…

…it has 7 places, that means we can invite 3 weimaraners for a ride…or 5 if we drive with our own paws and it also has a huge cargo area what makes shopping much easier …

..and it’s a Chevy Owlando, what we named da Owl and we hope it will bring us safe&sound to only  good places…

an old breton proverb says : Tout commence a Finistere… and so it happened to us too….

HAVE A TREMENDOUS TUESDAY ALL

MISCHIEF MO(A)NDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW

…we are back… after a longer break…. and we missed ya… a lot!… and what’s better than to share a DIY adventure as da furst post?

…so da grandparents came and it looked like a military expedition because da whole crib was full with stuff…

…and as furst the mama discovered the new lamp for da kitchen she needed URGENTLY…

…and da dad tried to please her with connecting that lamp thingy with da ceiling….

…we can discuss the fact how useful it is to climb on a glass table and to wear espandrillos while climbing on furnitures…

…but fortunately both, da table and da espandrillos survived…

…not to mention the wild poking in da wire area because there was something loose apart from da screw in da head of someonewhowantstostayanonymous…

… and if da wire is gone you can blame it finally on da lamp…

…what was faulty made by da factory…

…and what needed modification by our dad with da brutestest force immediately….

….off with ya, ya f..ing ole sh*t!

…and off with ya too, because you are useless and at da wrong place!

…dear lord jeesuz, please make an end of that, because we are nearly 22 minutes over our normal lunchtime….

….22 minutes? that’s tooo much, that knocks me out….

… butt da dad knew no mercy… and finally we also can be sceptical about the fact that a lamp has to be switched on while you work with da wires…

… and why da rest of da furmily suddenly had a security distance around the construction area…

…and believe it or not after 87 hours, we really saw the light… and you can switch it on and off and the lamp ist still on the ceiling … till today…

…thanks baby jeesuz for that miracle! …. yeah…thanks….  when is lunch?

HAVE A BRIGHT  MO(A)NDAY ALL

 

 

 

 

MANY THANKS MO(A)NDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW

so many thanks to you all for your Birthday wishes…

…I’m over the moon to have you as my friends…

….and that makes it so amazing….

…me the former  outdoor kennel pup who knew nothing than the car and the forest has friends…

and not just friends, you are the BEST friends…… that’s like magic….

…and friendship is a magic thing, right?

HAVE A MARVELOUS MO(A)NDAY ALL

 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NEILSON

BON CHEW & COWCOW,

guess what? today da Neilson is two years old…

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU BRO!

…and for his birthday we were on tour to visit da girls in Finistere…

… da Glizenn and  da Milonga who is da niece of our angel brother Easy….

….and believe it or not we were very well bee-hived…. look how fabulous we walked without da leash…

.. and apart from marking a table in da girls crib, we were fabulous guests…  da Phenny is a wild boar, he always  has to do something crazy…

…because that day was super hot, da girls invited us to see their beach, what is normally not our natural habitat…. and furst we avoided any contact with that wet stuff… butt then….. you will not believe what da Nelly did:

….he actually jumped in da water and tried to get the tennis balls of da girls, but they  showed him da balls…

… da Phenny was in da water too but only with his paws… butt it’s a start, right?

…we had a super day that day and we love this part of britanny where the world is still like it was once… and we hope that will be da case furever and ever…

… they say TOUT COMMENCE A FINISTERE… everything starts in finistere…. so miracles too….

…so many thanks to Pipo, Dalton and Benji!!!

…and to Ann from zoolatry!

HAVE A SUPER SUNDAY ALL

we will be awol a little for that week because our grandparents come  to see their heirs and we will show them some places around here and we will make them a great time with their grandkids

FFF FURRYDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW

to a new round of FINAL FURRYDAY FICTION hosted by AUNTY YAM

today HOWLCULE PAWRIOT and da CAPTAIN PAWSTINKS solve another crime case and we picked:

CARDS CARROTS ON THE TABLE

twas a scary and dark night where owls cried and da wind howled around our crib…

… as someone named the mama needed our assistance in a case of missing carrots she had on da table…. That client claimed she counted 87 carrots butt as she left da room and came back she found only 35 or something of that carrots… the rest was gone without a trace….

nom-ber eight, nom-ber 12, nom-ber 26…

…. bien sure! that is a case for da greatest detective of all time Howlcule Pawriot and I sent my assistant da Captain Pawstinks immediately to count that carrots on da table… butt sadly that was une idee fatale because  he counted  onetwelfeightysix …

…zut alors! ….. quelle misere, to do all things alone … and there are trente-cinq  carrots not one more or less… sacre bleu!

and if we had 87 carrots once and count only 35 that means that some more are missing exactement that moment as someone counted ontetwelfeightysix , because there is a difference you can only explain with mathematique delicate…  that means if we pull da root from 87 and add 35 what we divide with onetwelfeightysix and take da half of it away but multiplicate it with a tenth of da total of 87 we will get 28 what makes no sense because we need 35… so we generously add 7 without da 8 from 87 and viola… it completely works out… savvy Captain Pawstinks?

..umm umm umm… naaaah…. listen da Phenny I mean Howlcule, the thing is that I can only count to ten so I tried to eat all other carrots butt it didn’t work because carrots are no bones and they run not as fast into the belly of a dog.. so I sadly could not find out how much carrots are on that table and so I invented  a number I saw once as the mama did the tax stuff so I thought that is something good… and there also was someone who looked like me butt wasn’t me and that someone threw da carrots from da table and in da bed of the dad because that someone thought it is good to shred something at night …..

…. Captain Pawstinks… sometimes da greatest detective of all time Howlcule Pawriot has headaches… BIG headaches….

HAVE A FUNNY FURRYDAY AND A GREAT WEEKEND ALL

 

 

 

 

 

PAWETRY THURSDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW

to a new epawsode of Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton in pigtures….look what they found for this week…

we think that is a classic photo so it deserved some classic lyrics too, right? So thanks Mr. Redding….

Sitting on a stool of a bar

watching da coke what drops in a jar.

Watching da trucks roll in

with tasty drinks what are  in a bin.

Sitting on a stool of a bar

Wasting tiiiiime…

I left my home in da morning

and headed for da next corner dive 

and I will drink  there till da evening 

or till I dance da bathrom jive…

…boy Phenny that was a poetry crapola…..

…maybe… but hey: ALWAYS COCA COLA

Furiends, we go westwards today to meet da girls and to escape from that heat. 46°c /113f is tooooo much for us… we are back tomorrow with a fabulous story and hopefully with rain…

HAVE A PAWETIC THURSDAY ALL