THUNDER THURSDAY

BON CHEW,

I’ve got a big chewing bone yesterday….

…. oh wow… that looks like a scepter….

…and together with the red blankie it makes me technically to a king….

YAY! HAIL TO THE KING!

…ouch ….arrgh… what the fudge….

… heck Mother Nature I meant that more figurative…

… no reason to throw football sized icy rocks on me…

…decided to be no longer a king….and to stay untitled and unstoned…

…and to eat the scepter … butt to keep the blanket, because it’s cold…

HAVE A TROUBLEFREE  THURSDAY ALL

 

WEIM-WEDNESDAY

BON CHEW,

guess what? Yesterday while the mama teasered around, the post(wo)man came with an envelope…

…and I grabbed it immediately while the mama needed 87 hours to scribble her 3 crosses on that black box….

… and  then I  opened that envelope the weim-way….

….rrrrrrip….

……rrrrrap….

….fooey… that was a piece of plastic…. yuck!

…butt nevertheless…. mission completed…

…the mama became rabid a little bit bad-tempered and said I’m  a gluteal-meatus-cladding and I ruined the shirt she ordered for the dog show next month…

…a S.H.I.R.T.?????

… listen woman, I don’t wear shirts…. not at a dog show nor eventually….

…and when I have to sit there till it rains upwards….

…we go nekked or never…. period.

HAVE A WONDERFUL WEDNESDAY ALL

 

 

TROUBLE TUESDAY

BON CHEW….

… and hell-o from my… well you know…

…just because I helped the mama with the laundry…

…she is so darned des-organized…

…that screams for a helper who can revolveritionize that boring laundry-thing….

…and see in lightning speed that stuff you wear  instead of fur is sorted…

…and folded…

…the weim way….what’s much more interesting than your boring human way…

….and now we only have to throw that stuff in da closet…

…ooops… that was a miss…no worries we haven’t to sort that, we  can tramp it in…

… what do you mean with breeze off?… that’s eggs-tremely ungrateful woman…

…and you know what you can do… as soon as you can….

HAVE A TROUBLEFREE TUESDAY ALL

 

 

 

 

MISCHIEF MO(A)NDAY

BON CHEW,

…and hell-o from my pad of shame… where I landed accidentally and because of a judicial error…

… so  there I was and worked my butt off as the ultimate martyr of science….

…as a dragon flew in and asked what I’m doing there….

….what a question….

…it’s an eggs-periment, dragon woman,  what else!

… and because of that  short sighted&firespitting  dragon who interrupted my eggs-periment the world will never know what fabulous thing I nearly invented…no wonder that we on the way back to neander valley…. sigh…. well……gimme a greenie woman…

…ack blech buarrrrrks… that’s SALAD…. ewww… do  you want to poison me?

… that has cons-egg-quences… I tell ya…

HAVE A BETTER MO(A)NDAY ALL

…oh and if you have time, Bacons  SHOPPING AROUND THE WORLD HOP is April 30th…. we highlight fishy things, so efurrything from sardines to Moby Dick fits pawfectly… this month the event is hosted by CANADIAN CATS  and if a species knows the best fishy recipes, then our feline furriends… there is still time to hop in, cook up something fishy, share the prices of the ingredients and the recipe and link back to Bacon and Shoko&Kali...

 

 

FLOWER FURRYDAY

FOR FLOWERGIRL DORY

…it was a little difficult to find some beautiful flowers, but we found some  and they are just for you Dory

there are the camellia trees in red…

…and in white…

… like the first flowers of the lilac what’s technical a whitelac…

…and there is a clivia in full bloom…. a trooper … who can withstand the 10 black thumbs of the mama….

… a challenge this former orchid couldn’t stand….

…and last butt not least… the conifers the mama trimmed with her own paws….

…specially this one what should be round but ended ineffable…maybe it is the mama’s special kind of the square of the circle? Who knows…

…the main thing is that my backyard is a good place to play soccer ball, right?

HAVE A FABULOUS FLOWER FURRYDAY ALL

 

TABLE THURSDAY

BON CHEW,

guess what? I’ve found a new way to make some moneeh….

…with table dancing, yay!

… but instead to put some moneeh in my collar, they put me on the pad of shame…

…and then they removed  the whole  table….

… think that’s the end of my table dancer career…. without a stage you can’t give a stage-ment, right?

…and that means my account pawlance is still stage-nant….

HAVE A TROUBLEFREE THURSDAY ALL

 

 

 

TURBULENT TUESDAY

BON CHEW,

It’s turbulent and chaotic today in our crib…

like always because today  we have to remove the easter leftovers…

…. I did it all alone….

…with my tongue….

… and with my paws…

… butt do you think the staff was graceful?

… nope… not one little bit….

…they said I am IN THE WAY…

…pffffff…. ANYWAY!

…and I hope next easter is soon…

….how long is it till next easter the mama?

… 364 days?

…waaaah… that’s more like 87, right?

HAVE A GOOD TUESDAY ALL

MISCHIEF MO(A)NDAY

BON CHEW,

spring is on the way and that means it is time for a  new fly courtain…

….butt someone wrecked it immediately… what insolence! That are ribb-ons and not ripp-offs….

… huh? what ribbons? No clue who did that….

….  noooooooo, it wasn’t me….

…  butt I’ll help ya with a  broad hint  small squint ….

…look what the dad has in his hand…

… I hope you see clearly now….

… and I  even caught the villain for ya….

…and no, I’m no shamus….

….butt you can give me a traitor’s reward Greenie anyway…

HAVE A GOOD MO(A)NDAY ALL

…and my thoughts fly over the ocean to Catnada today to Nellie’s furmily….

 

 

 

HAPPY HOPPY EASTER

BON CHEW,

the Easter Bunny came to our crib!

…and there is something special with that Easter rites  in France …. furst, we have no church bells from thursday till sunday… that’s because the bells travel to popie on maundy thursday to get a new blessing for the time till next Easter. They come back on Easter Sunday and they carry a lot of gifts …. and while they ring that sunday the gifts fall down to the ground and the people have to search them….  and therefore I have to look for my easter basket too…

well…. ok… I needed some help, but I’m just 7 months old and I will learn it till next year… in case I get a training easter basket efurry day…

…will I?

…no? MERDE-cedes!

…butt at least I’ve got this one… and look what was inside….

…. like this one… with a marrow bone, chewing bones, toys and Greenies… of course…

I loved all that stuff…

…and I wrecked the easter basket…

… note to the mama: buy a new one… or better 87…

…and you better fill that 87 baskets  with more…

…marrow bones….

…I’m a fan of that bones…

… they are eggs-tremely tasty…

…and they have a very high entertaining factor…

…and they make a lot of loud noises when I throw them on the floor….

… I hope your easter basket was filled with  fabulous things too…

HAVE A GREAT SUNDAY

and a

 

 

SUUUPER SATURDAY

BON CHEW,

guess what? The post(wo)man came to my crib…. and she gave me a big box!

it came from Teddy and Angel Sammy…. I won a prize at the BACON HARVEST!

YAY!

MANY MANY THANKS!!!!!

… I furst read the letter, Teddy wrote to me…. and then…. then I emptied da box…. ooooh what fun I had with the tissue paper….

…and look what a truckload of fabulous gifts I’ve found…

…there was a super towel just for me and a bone toy and a cow toy and a snake-lizard-dragon-toy…

…and sweet pawtato stripes….

…gimme one,  the mama!

…nom nom nom….

…and look what Teddy’s mom added…. that’s so super sweet…. our  Angel’s who are always with us…. the mama found a wonderful place in my office and efurry morning we will be greated by all our friends we miss so much….

… butt now let me pick the furst victim toy ….

eenie meenie miney mo… the furst one is da cow!

…  so much fabulous gifts! that’s hard to top… and I wonder what I will get tomorrow when the easter bunny comes to our crib…. maybe a sailingyacht? … or a howl-i-copter?

HAVE A SUPER SATURDAY ALL