easyblog BLAST FROM THE PAST

Hello,

my momma, the woman with the 6 pawlenders thought tomorrow is the last day of the month and she furgot to publish my show&tell post… ha, as if! she probably did that with purpose because it is a) an embarrassing post and b) she looks silly in her bathing suit… but whatever, here we go:

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this time Bacon asked for a photo of our puppyhood. A funny thingy with a story behind.

I have three photos for you, because they belong together and they belong to the story behind…

It was a day many moons ago as the pawrents of my momma decided to rent a boat on a small lake.

My granny decided to be a lady that day and wore a dress. It was a green plaid dress and she was very proud that she got it and that my grampy survived the moment he saw the price tag.

So, the furmily rent that boat, the granny, the grampy and my momma jumped in and off that Plastic-Titanic  went.

sorry for the bad quality, the photos are copied from an ole album... and they are older than dirt...

sorry for the bad quality, the photos are copied from an ole album… and they are older than dirt…

On that lake was a swan furmily, you can see on the left side of the last photo. And they came close to see if there were any breed crumbs…

Butt because they were on the edge of the photo, my grampy said my mom should move her butt a little closer to the swans, what she did…

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… and then the hell broke loose… The swan-mother jumped on the edge of the boat and my mom got some heavy bitchslaps with the wings, while that swan hissed like a cat… and that beast even gave her some strokes with the beak …    The granny who  tried to rescue her child, lost the balance and the contenance and went cursing over board. Splat! (WO)-man overboard! SOS! CQD! Mayday…

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The grampy who was swamped with the war on two fronts did nothing but  laughed like crazy (shameful for a lifer if you ask me), before he chased the swan-fury away and told his wife that she should stop her wild screaming and she rather should  put just her feet on the ground, the lake wasn’t deep not even a hobbit like my granny can drown there.

The granny noticed that the watermark is below her shoulders butt   the dress was runined and her shoes found their grave in the (un-)deep of swan lake and she started to use evil  words, while the grampy lifted the ruined dress and the rabid butt shoeless lady   on board…

Then he rowed the Plastic-Titanic back to the boat rental where they were welcomed with “Rolling Home” by some boozers what were hanging around with the boat guy… they also applauded the wet granny and they greeted my grampy with ahoy and laughed their butts off… oh man….

The swan and my granny had the same idea that day: to protect their chick… butt the white feathered beast with the black soul can swim, so it is no biggie… butt nevertheless my granny  jumped up in a wobbly plastic titanic to fight with a swan … that’s  an heroic deed… that’s for sure…. because that time she swam  like a flat iron…

AWWWW-HOY!

 

easyblog MOANDAY MONDAY

Hell-o,

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furst, we had a quiet weekend. I shared my bed with my dad and we watched some tv while eating frozen yogurt…

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I tried to be a good boy, butt honestly….

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….even the bestest boy can’t be always just good. That’s boring after a while…

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Because dad is still damaged I decided to bug my momma…

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… butt she is weim-proved….

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….and she can write my blog even in eggs-ceptional circumstances.

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After she performed the wildest contortions, she gave up an I’ve got a massage…

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GIVEITTOTHEWEIMARANERGIVEITTOTHEWEIMARANER!

… and a treat of course…

Let’s say the effort to train my staff pays off…..

HAVE A GOOD MONDAY ALL!

easyblog FRACTURED FRYDAY HAIRY TAILS

Hell-o,

to a new epawsode of Murphy and Stanley’s Fractured Fryday Hairy Tails

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This month: It would be really embarrassing if everyone knew…
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My dad feels a little better, butt it probably needs a while till the pains go away, there are many blue marks, scratches and bumps . Even on that  place we need to sit on a chair. Another reason to eat ice cream in bed, right?

HAVE A GOOD FURRYDAY ALL

easyblog SHOP TILL YOU DROP

Hell-o

to Bacon’s and Fozziemum’s shopping around the world… this time the hopefully future husband of Miss Piggy asked for a dessert, made with 5 ingredients we bought in our stores. He probably looks for some sweets for the wedding, huh?

I decided to make something special this time, based on a classics named Eton-Mess. But I’m a Weimaraner and no copy-cat, so I created my own dessert, called

EASY’S EAT-ON MESS

Furst: grab the Suzie Quattro Memorial pants and put it in an envelope, adressed to Tim-PUKE-TOO… because you will need it no more.

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If your post office has an offer on international shipping, put the scale in that envelope too, because it shows you anyway just nightmares…Tears don’t lie butt scales sure do… just saying…

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…ready? so, here we go:

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You need:

Strawberry Ice Cream Carte D’Or 900ml 1.79 euros = $$ 1.96

Vanilla Ice Cream Carte D’Or 900 ml 1.79 euros = $$ 1.96

Friends that’s a real bargain, normally the price is around euros 4.49-4.99 ($$ 4.92-5.47)

Meringue 100 gram 1.49 euros=$$ 1.63

Strawberries 250 gram 3.55 euros $$ 3.89  that’s DAYLIGHT ROBBERY! butt we saved a lot with the ice cream, so furget it.

Almond slices 100 gram 0.80 euros=$$ 0.87

Roast the almond slices in a pan, but wait next to the oven it’s just a blink of the eye between crispy and charcoaled… let it cool down, while you…

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…clean your strawberries and remove the leaves. Throw the half of it in the trashcan because they are from last year or at least from 1987, what an infamy, but maybe they were that expensive because they are antique? That Super U should be renamed in F.U. ! Whatever, make sure to get a handful of that red boogers  and cut them in pieces.

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Grab the meringues and hack them to pieces .  That’s a good way to go hog wild about the rotten strawberries. Throw it in a bowl or on a plate.

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Grab the ice cream box and and throw some good loads on the bowl/plate with the meringue. You can mix it a little with using your paws, and naaah you haven’t to wash them before, it’s anyway a little crispy with the meringue some dirt crumbs will not catch your attention…

Add the antique strawberries and the roasted almond slices…. grab a shovel,  take a deep breath, say farewell to size zero and…

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DIG IN!

…hey wait a minute… what’s with the creator of that fabulous mess?

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…aaaaah here it comes…. vanilla ice cream (price see above) with crumbled purina delibakies 100 gram 0.41 euros $$ 0.50  from my mommas junk store…

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OMD OMD that’s  for me?

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..nom nom nom…

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…nom nom nom…

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…burps…sorry, hehehe…

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yes. I’m allowed to eat ice cream in my bed. France is a republic, we have a democracy…and a mom who changes the bedding two times per week….

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…oh and let’s see what we have here… an abandoned Eat-on mess…

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Oh Easy, don’t you dare! Not even from a distance? NOOOOOOO!

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PFFFFF… pawty pooper!

HAPPY SHOPPING!

 

 

 

 

 

 

easyblog HE IS BACK

Hell-o,

furst  the biggest

THANK YOU

ever, straight from my silvermistygrey Weimaraner heart to all people and pets of Blogville. I had to wipe some tears from my fur as I read your comments. To know that you all were there was the reason to carry on and to stay as calm as possible without hitting the panic button. That was pawsome that I’ve got so much wonderful mails and comments… even one from prison woohoo!

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My mom just picked my daddy up at the hospital. He looks scary, but it’s fortunately anyway a dark and cloudy day…

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…and he is baldheaded now like Sam the eagle from Muppetshow…

…BUTT HE IS BACK…

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AND I’M A HAPPY PUP TODAY.

He has to go back to the hospital for examinations and treatments, specially because of his bad cardiovascular level, butt the dogtors think they can manage that problems with meds.

MANY MANY THANKS AGAIN to you all…. there is no word what describes what I feel….not even  GIVEITTOTHEWEIMARANER, butt I’m sure you know what I mean…

… and I hope I will get a new waterbowl, seems that bowls are endangered species in my crib, first the misused saladbowl for the pee-shooter accident and now my waterbowl went west… butt anyway:

BLOGVILLE, YOU ROCK!

easyblog SAD NEWS

Dear friends,

a bad thing happened here. We got a wild storm at noon what damaged our roof top. My daddy tried to fix it and he fell off.

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He landed on the concrete and hurt his head badly. My momma heard the impact and found him, laying on the ground with the head in my waterbowl….

She ran to our neighbor who called the firefighters and while waiting for them we saw that he also ripped off the vein of his left arm… my mom tried to stop it with a compression, but it didn’t work as expected.

The firefighters were there quickly and they fortunately had  better equipment to stabilize that vein.  They brought my dad to their truck and they are on the way to the hospital  with howling sirens now.

We are dashed to the ground  and we hope it isn’t as dangerous  as it looked…. This it rock-bottom and it couldn’t come much more worse, that it exactly happened the day before mom’s surgery. In worst case she has to cancel the appointment tomorrow…

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I’m waiting  now with my head on my daddy’s PJ and I hope for good news from the firefighters  who promised to call my momma as soon as they have news…

Please keep my daddy in your thoughts today…

PUPDATE  by EASY

dear friends,
the hospital called my momma and they said, my dad has to stay there, because of  his  bad cardio-vascular levels. Definitely for tonight  and tomorrow they will decide what they will do next.
His head is fixed with 27 staples and they think it will heal up without complications. The vein was a difficult case, butt it’s fixed now too.  Unfortunately my  dad has  damaged his string , it’s fixed and they hope he can use his arm without problems later…
My mommas surgery is cancelled, my dad had the same surgeon and informed him about the facts, so at least at that front everything is sorted.
We hope all guardian angels will work overtime today and they protect my daddy…

Many thanks for all your prayers and good wishes… what would we do without you… it gives so much confidence and courage to know there are friends what walk even on a bumpy road with you…

easyblog MISCHIEF MOANDAY

Hell-o,

….if you share your bed with humans…

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… make sure they have all their shots and flea treatments  there is enough room for yourself…

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… and if not, move over…

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…. ooooopps wrong side…. butt hey,  the main thing is:

STAY COMFY!

I mean , humans  originate from monkeys anyway  and they should know how to clamp on trees or on the edge of a bed…

HAVE A GOOD MO(A)NDAY ALL

 

easyblog STRANGE SATURDAY

Hell-o….

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guess what happened in my crib? A super strange thingy…

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…while my dad tried to enjoy  the silence in my crib and my mom tried to look like the twin of Grumpy, I tried to make P.E.A.C.E…. butt accidentally, of course…

… in the middle of the night early morning I grabbed my blindworm-paw-ano and surprised the staff with some music…

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….you will not believe what happened… suddenly the warlord and the warlady turned into allies and together they gave the supertalented artist a double-rocket…

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… WTH? instead to be grateful that I cheered them up with a paw-written song, they said I’m a pain in the ass…

Lift your lazy butts Pee-autiful Mourning with Love pawformed by Sir Easy Rider Cheesepaw on da blindworm-paw-ano

… well… no good deed stays unpunished, right?… butt I’m pi$$ed anyway now, because it was a song of Love and Pee-ce what the completeley misinterpreted as nighttime disturbance…

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I feel like Peter, Paul and Mary now in one pawson… as their innocent tune  Puff The Dragon, a song about a child and his beloved dragon friend, was misinterpreted for a drug song… they probably thought it means Puff the DrUg-on…

People are a strange kind of dogs, that’s for sure…

HAVE A SUPER SATURDAY ALL

easyblog THUNDERY THURSDAY

Hell-o…

dark clouds outside…

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…and inside of my crib… Today my mom checked my show-pawlendar to see what she will wear when we have to arrive on the show  and there she discovered that we are not registered for the show on sunday the 23th…

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…butt we are registered for Le Mans on November 22th…

She barked immediately at my dad like Cerberus the hellhound…

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…and I barked with her… furst in directly in her ear…

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…then at my dad…

After that barkfeast she decided to remain silent, that means all diplomatic ties are frozen now and she will not talk to my dad…

…not sure if that is really a punishment, because he grinned and enjoys a silent thursday now…

That means bye Chateau Gontier and Hell-o Le Mans…. well, that’s anyway better, it’s the town of the famous car race and there is probably no other pup what runs faster through the ring than me… I have no problem with that plan…. butt I have NO CLUE what we will do with the howltel room booked in  Chateau Gontier for November the 22th when we are in Le Mans….

HAVE A SUPER THURSDAY ALL…

 

 

easyblog TV-TUESDAY

DEEEEER FRIENDS,

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yesterday I watched tv with my momma. We mostly watch documentary channels, there are no annoying people nor harebrained commercials.

Normally I bark when I see or hear  animals…

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… like that cat who raised ducklings… isn’t that amazing? And  I go bananas when I see things like that…

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or that…

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or that, what’s not a safer-6-thingy for whales , butt a special species what lives only in OZ…

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…butt yesterday I was barkless and I only made some weird noises…

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… like ummmummmrmmmm..

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…and grmmmm wrammmummm… that alarmed my momma and she looked into my Weim-trashure-chest aka my mouth…

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…  unfortunately  I actually lost the potato I storaged there the whole time…

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…and she called me a dirtberd and removed my potato…

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uh maaaaan! …sh*t!

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NEVER! try to bark with a trashure in your mouth…

HAVE A TROUBLEFREE TUESDAY ALL