PAWETRY THURSDAY

BON CHEW,

to Angel Sammy’s and Teddy’s Paw-e-thaton… today we have the letter S and the prompts are:  SHRIMP  SUNNY SHOE SNUGGLE…so Ready… Set.. GO!

I would like to east SHRIMPS efurry SUNNY  day.

But sadly the stingy staff said NAY!

So my food is chicken and rice, even beans are a part,

and when I SNUGGLE with the mama, I sometimes fart.

I’m also a member of the SHOE-a-howlic Club,

of course I’m Imelda-mamas pup.

HAVE A TREMENDOUS THURSDAY ALL

 

 

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WILD WEIM WIDEO WEDNESDAY

BON CHEW,

do you remember the tennisball cannon I’ve got for my birthday?

…the mama and me waddled into da backyard to give that thing a try… butt it didn’t work like eggs-pected…

…furst I grabbed the canon and the ball and I ran away…

…then the mama had just the ball while I had the cannon and I ran away with it… and yes Weimaraners can walk overhead  on the ceiling , that’s as easy as walking on the water… just saying …

…and finally the mama had the cannon while I ran away with the ball…

…and as the mama was able to step  on the cannon  after 87 hours , it  made a noise like a tired fart and instead of 75 ft like promised on the package, it fired the ball not even 3 toad leaps away…

..so the mama  threw the cannon towel in and we ate ice cream together… oh a propos eating… there is the SHOPPING AROUND THE WORLD HOP…

SHOPPING AROUND THE WORLD

when: October 27th

topic: PUMPKIN

  • share a recipe with pumpkins/squash/gourd  and share  the prices of the ingredients on your blog and link to http://piglove.wordpress.com

HAVE A WILD WEDNESDAY ALL

 

TRAVEL TUESDAY

 

BON CHEW,

look where I was…

…at the old train station of La Prenessaye…

…there was a small house what said there are Dames inside… the door was locked, probably to keep them inside while we enjoy a quiet and peaceful morning…

…as I waddled around that house I saw the other side what’s for da Hommes… butt that construction made no sense to me…

in da old trainstation the firefighters have their HQ now …

…and the old building is in a top shape…

…like the area around it…

…they even have some old photos on a wall so we can see the things like they were once many moons ago…

…the mama sniffled some tears away as she saw the benches where she sat once with my angel brother Easy…

…he disliked it to bet there and he acted crazy…

…like me… I pulled on the leash and I bucked like a horse …

… there was no reason why, but like Easy I felt unwell there…

..although there was nothing to fear at the first look…

… apart from the weird sign and the trashbox…

…the mama said sometimes animals have the special sense for things what are wrong… and we better should trust this senses of our fourlegged friends…and therefore we hopped in the elephant skate and drove home…

…and hey… if you want to know what scared me to da bones that day, stay tuned I will tell you that story on HOWL-O-WEEN.

HAVE A SUPER TUESDAY ALL

 

MISCHIEF MO(A)NDAY

BON CHEW,

since it was Furryday the 13th, a lot of mischief happened here…

…and efurrything started with the giant walnut tree…

…furst the mama confused a walnut…

…with a Phenny nut on furryday while she gathered the nuts in twilight in the early morning. That was a sign …butt not for good luck, it was more the guarantor for sh*tty adventures…

… on saturday in the morning  my daddy cut two huge pine trees off  and the mama howled her woo to the sky as she saw the mess…

…and I immediately tried to help her with shredding da branches…

… butt that time the mama had no clue what the word mess really means…

…in the afternoon the tree cutting crew appeared with a Manitou and one of the guys hopped in the bucket of that ride  to cut the walnut tree…. my dad had to stay on the ground, it would be madness to let him jump into the bucket ,  before the bill is paid, right?

…after an hour the 16 meter (52ft) tree looked like a statement finger, we hope the neighbor is happy and we can live in peace together now … and my garden looks like a jungle…

I totally like that…

…it is the perfect playground for a Weimaraner…

…hehe you can’t see me, because I can’t see you… or vice versa…

…the mama worked like a berserk  on sunday and she placed a giant pile in my backyard…

and she also made some weim-ways into the jungle so I can be better indaway…

…sadly the pile with the debranched and deleaved wood looks small in contrast to the jungle-pile, butt the mama was totally eggs-hausted anyway…

…she even furgot to prepare lunch, so the staff had just microwaved belgian crepes… the mama said there was so much cream inside that her mouth is glued now and she is no longer able to talk… think my dad will make that creepy crepes now efurryday…

…like the old saying says: THE BEST THINGS  COME IN T(H)REES ….

HAVE A GOOD MO(A)NDAY ALL

 

 

FLOWER POWER FURRYDAY

with da DB BOYZ and ROSY

and to a moment we see BEAUTIFUL

with KoruBear and Angel Sugar

it is shocktober so we have not much good flowers… butt the color of the leaves and the sunlight in da trees is beautiful too and  I found the pawfect fall species .. da mushrooms! No animal, no plant butt eucaryotes, that’s probably a kind of a halfway house…or a thingamabobwhateveritisitissouninmportantlikeabrokenbroomstickindahimalaya… the main thing is they are with us and they bring joy when we watch them…

…big ones at a tree…

…they smell a little weird, so we probably can eat it only once in a lifetime…

….it this ones look a little like mushy… maybe therefore they got the name mush-rooms?

…and here are some brown guys in the grass…

a browner brown one …

beige ones who currently do a headstand (not to myself: fire the cam girl)

…and here the kings of all mushrooms, often overused in illustrations of fairytales…

part of 87 Bob Ross paintings…

…and fabulous poisonous: amanita muscaria, the fly agaric… the only mushroom whose name the mama knows… (note to myself: never eat mushrooms gathered by her… egs-cept canned ones)

as a bonus a tree in fiery fall colors…

…and two horses… beautiful, butt  not in fall colors and no plants either … well maybe they count as horse radishes?

..and last butt not least a butt-leia phoenixii…

HAVE A FABULOUS FURRYDAY ALL

 

PAWETRY THURSDAY

BON CHEW,

to a new letter of Angel Sammy’s and Teddy’s PAW-E-THATON. Today we have the letter R… and the prompts are RAIN RUN RUIN RABBIT

it RAINs while we walked our noon patrol way
butt nothing can RUIN a  fabulous day…
not even my dad who was not impressed  to see
the backside of the weim including  da tool for da  pedigree
butt the main thing is that I have fun
and if he dislikes it he can start to  run
oh wait a moment I heard something behind that bench
and my nose smells a fabulous stench…
… the staff said there is nothing and I’m a fool, butt there is something to see around that pool…
… a RABBIT  is there I know it better … oh wait it’s RIBBIT,
I confused a letter ….

HAVE A TREMENDOUS THURSDAY ALL

WORDLESS WEIM WEDNESDAY…

…sort of…

and while we speak about food without words, please don’t furget the

SHOPPING AROUND THE WORLD

when: October 27th

topic: PUMPKIN

  • share a recipe with pumpkins/squash/gourd  and share  the prices of the ingredients on your blog and link to http://piglove.wordpress.com

HAVE A WILD WEDNESDAY ALL

TROUBLE TUESDAY

BON CHEW,

we sadly could not travel because of the newest diy-disaster of the mama…

her dream was to change the color from the text highlighter pen -orange to a more moderate color…… although I think the screaming highlighter  orange fits to howl-o-ween…

… because the green papers are wasted at the shoe store rare here, she mixed the paint with her own paws…

…. the result should be turquoise, butt it looked more blue-ish like a faded undie-color…

the mama said the whole oeuvre is done within two days butt she was totally wrong… like always…

…there were a lot of oops-tacles and … hey who is INDAWAY? ME? NO WAY!

…butt even when the mama cursed like a drunken sailor and howled because of muscle aches of non eggsistant muscles , I  liked my job as the shoe-guard…

…after 5 days instead just 2 ,  the horror was over and even when it is not the color she eggs-pected, she said she can live with it…

HOWLELUJAH! (the non color is because of the sh*t windows phone sorry)

…we are relieved that the mama is satisfied and we hope this satisfaction lasts for a looong looong time…

…there is just one thing what tempers the delight… THE CARPET…

….because it stinks… not like dirt or pee or poo… it stinks like endless trouble… because the color is a dirt magnet…

…and my dad should be careful to leave pawprints here…

…he could incur the displeasure of the mama and that ends mostly not well but in da next diy-disaster…

…maybe therefore she bought this new treat jar… that looks promising, right?

…butt no worries the mama I clean that with some weim-spit…

HAVE A TROUBLEFREE TUESDAY ALL

 

 

 

 

MISCHIEF MO(A)NDAY

BON CHEW,

look ….look what I did…

I gnawed a message in my bowl…

…it’s for the mama and it says I love food you

because it is heart shaped… butt she was not impressed….

to tell the truth… me neither… look how shameful I look now…my bowl has a hole and my food will fall on the floor… what a crap…

…butt hey, technically it was her fault because I gnawed the message for her…. so she has to buy me a new bowl… that’s as clear as mud, right?

HAVE A GOOD MO(A)NDAY ALL

 

FLOWER FURRYDAY

BON CHEW,

to a new Floer Power Furryday post, a bloghop by  DA DB BOYZ and ROSY

today I will highlight the national plants of Brittany… the hydrangeas and their last hurray for this year..

…we start with white ones…

…and some white ones with a touch of purple…

…then the whole thing again butt in pink…

…followed by the blue ones…

…and last butt not least hydrangeas in white-yellowish …

I hope we will see you all again in next summer… have a comfy hibernation…

…and a FABULOUS FURRYDAY TO YOU ALL