BON CHEW & COWCOW
to a new round of Angel sammy’s and Teddy’s Pawethaton in pigtures. Look what pigture the two found for today:
…oh that looks like the ride what brings you to Woodstock… or another Hippie Festival… so hop on da bus, here we go:
Once many moons centuries ago
there was a girl named the mama who want to go
to a festival called hippie spring break far away in spain
butt her gruesome parents answered NAAAAIN!
and all her begging was in vain.
Butt AAAAALL of her class mates were allowed to go
out of 25 teens ca. 4 or so…
The mama and her friend who was not one of that four
said their parents runined their future fur evermore!
And because the mama never went to a festival
she said to her father : after all…
with your parental findieshness I missed a thing of my generation
and I think it is time for a fat compensation…
a car or a boat or something like that
but her father just said: dream on silly brat.
So the mama decided she will drag us all
to da da next dog friendly festival.
That means we have to jump with her on da festival bus
but we ask: what is the compensation for us?
HAVE A PAWETIC THURSDAY ALL
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Weimaraner /Braque de Weimar, born in 2009, male & fabulous
From: Britanny / France
Likes: Plushtoy-Shredding, Spikebones,long distance Walks, everyday a Gift, Chicken, Shoes, Underwear, my squeekie Pig & my whole Life
Dislikes: Water, Cats, Beaf, Cats, cleaning my Ears, Cats, the Vet, Cats, Snow & CATS!
Profession: Student of psychological War-technics & Terrorism, after my Masterdegree i become to rule the world or maybe to be the owner of toys r us. actually i'm not sure...
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BOL… Having experienced one festival I never wanted to attend another. I do like a camper van though… Hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
Oh what a brilliant poem – your poor Mama didn’t make it to the festival in Spain but I think that having The Overlook Twins and The Dad are enough fun for ten festivals don’t you think????? You know, my Mom ALMOST went to Woodstock – her brother was going and invited her to sit behind him on the motorcycle for the trip but she decided her butt couldn’t take such a long ride from Virginia to New York. Silly Mom……oh well. Maybe I can be her festival of fun???
Happy Thursday – bravo on the poetry today
Love, Teddy and Mom
you sure are her ginger festival of joy, that’s for sure ;O) the chance to see woodstock is worth anything LOL are there some regrets today for missing the event or it it just like that?
You never, never know, if you never, never go. There may well be some compensation for you and the Bro.
beer? yay!
Oops, hit t(e wrong thumb 👍🏼
👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻🤗🤗🤗‼️‼️‼️Dream on silly brat made our eye water and the perps nearly spit coffee at each other. Bravo bravo bravo
Hugs Madi and the peeps
We love the look of the flower powered bus!
Festival sounds like fun but all the people make me rethink it. BUT there is always the festival FOOD!
GREAT poem, oh and I agree, get your compensation agreed before departure!
Loves and licky kisses
Princess Leah xxx
That was a good one! My Dad almost remembers those days!
Festivals are fun! We just went to Woofstock two weeks ago, and heard lots of music and visited the dog themed booths! Tell your Mom to find something like Woofstock, she’ll love it!
That VW bus is so cute and we love your poem! Mom didn’t make it to Woodstock either. Her parents just didn’t understand.
I had my appendix out the week of Woodstock! 😦 However, I always wondered where all those people when to the bathroom. No, don’t tell me!
we better skip that topic… I sadly was not even born and my mother wasn’t a fan of real muzak but loved Adamo … the Justin Bieber of the past sigh…
I think you definitely need rewards if you’re going to help the momma live out her teenage fantasies. New bones?
We loved your poem and story of your mom’s failed attempt to attend the festival in Spain.
Our Mama would have gone! She was a wild one in her day ;p
You boys had better make sure you negotiate well…you don’t want to be left with less treats than needed 🙂
the critters in the cottage xo
Grooovy.
Purrfect poe-em Phenny an Neilson!!! LadyMum was not aloud to go to reel festivalss either….once shee leeved home tho’ shee DID go to low-cal oness an then volunteered at thee yearly city festival…..
Mee asked what was it like back inn thee 70’ss an 80’ss an shee said “Far OUT littul Purrince!” (Mee has NO idea what that meenss butt shee had a big 🙂 on her face so it musta been good….even groovey!!)
~~head rubsss~~Purrince Siddhartha Heintje~~
Can we come too???? A bus like that can only be headed to fun, fun, fun!!!
Woos – Lightning, Misty, and Timber
Our mommy never got to go to any such festivals either Phenny. Guess our mommy’s can cry together. MOL Big hugs
Luv ya’
Dezi and Raena
Wouldn’t that be a fun bus to have – like the scooby doo van with lots of snacks in it!
Doggie festival! What could possibly go wrong??
Love and licks,
Cupcake
How rude parents she had, I know they said – it is only for your own best-. Oh, that hippie time, I remember my very colorful pants full of flowers.
What a fantastic poem. I hope you get to go to the dog friendly festival. If your mom had got in the van she might be one of the Scooby kids.
Your poem definitely expressed the unfairness of your poor deprived mom of an epic rock festival. She coulda been a roadie! BOL! BOL!
Such a pawesome poem boyz! Your poor, poor Mama!!!
xoxo,
Rosy, Jakey & Arty
The decent compensation? A plane, of course. Purrrhaps this one: https://honvedelem.hu/files/content/cikk/51458/antonov_an_225.jpg.
It might be big enough to transport some mammoth or dinosaur meat from the meat factory.
I hear there are always good eatins at festivals, boys.
So groovy, man. ☮️
Awe that sucks! Mean parents huh?
I love that van!