BON CHEW & COWCOW
to a new epawsode of Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton in pigtures….look what they found for this week…
Once a little girl got a fabulous kite
and she couldn’t wait for da furst aerial ride.
The wind blew strong and she barely could stand
and suddenly the kite string escaped from her hand.
The kite disappeared behind the next cloud
the little girl cried butt nevertheless she was proud.
Now the kite will fly to da next continent
or over the channel maybe till Kent.
Butt it probably flew till outer space
because it was gone without a trace.
…I bet that little girl was the mama… she still has problems to hold things in her hand… like our walking string…
…you bet…. that makes her technically to a kite too…
HAVE A PAWETIC THURSDAY ALL
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About easyweimaraner
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...
Status: Single
Pets: Hell, NO! i prefer a petfree home. but owner of two slaves for my comfy
Misc.: Greencardowner for Masterbed, Master of Beggin, Prince of Thiefs
We decided to leave Easy's datas as they were... although we lost him in november 2016, he is still with us.... and his little brothers Phenny and Nelly promised to write on not as Easy the weim, but as easy Weimaraner...
About us:
Mr. Phoenix, born 9/9/2016 a virgo and always clever&smart...Neilson, born 7/28/2017 a leo who thinks he is clever&smart...
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Wishing you both and your Dad and Mama the best Thursday ever!
LOL! “…a kite, too”! Still chuckling!
Holding a weimaraner on the end of a leash would turn anyone into a kite.
Hari Om
BOL… now I have an image to entertain me all day… hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
That is a REALLY TRULY fabulous paw-em this week guys! I think just about everyone has a “kite memory” from when they were kids. I do think you all probably treat your Mama a bit like a kite when she’s got you two on leash – you are mighty and strong and she is petite and if a BIG BREEZE came along – she just might take flight!!!!!!!
Hugs, Teddy
Our Mama remembers flying kites, too.
Bravo Da Twinies!!
I love the last line which is so true. Years ago a grocery store gave children balloons.I cannot tell you how many balloons I have seen that flew into outer space and disappear with out a trace, as soon as the kids left the store.
Hugs Cecilia
Flying a kite is such a fun thing to do on a beautiful summer day. Hang onto that walking string, the Mama!
I was going to say that I bet it was the mama and then there it was, the next sentence! I didn’t have the best of experiences with kites!
We enjoyed your poem. Too bad the kite got away but it’s fun to imagine where it might have ended up. We are laughing at the thought of your pawrents turning into kites at the end of your walking strings.
Ha ha! What a great poem! I bet that the kite is on Mars!
We can see you boys pulling the Mama kite along!
ha walking string. You mean the umbilical chord that connects you to the pawrents?
Your mama has problems holding money in her hands. I falls through her fingers at the Trashure Store.
I bet you two are way harder to handle than a little kite. 🙂
So, should we expect to see photos of your mama flying one day soon?
Woofs,
Ollie
Do you think your Mama will fly over here to us??
The Florida Furkids
Wagnificent! I think all huMom’s have been a kite with their pups at some point.
GAH! That is a riot! Before I went to obedience school, my mom was also a kite flying along behind me and saying curses. In school, I learned to walk nicely. Mom says it was the best $500 she ever spent because when she needed knee surgery and walked with a cane, I had to walk as slowly as a 100 year old turtle next to her.
Love and licks,
Cupcake
I hope everyone can fly…MOL😹Pawkisses🐾😽💞
I was never very good at flying kites. Mine usually ended up in a tree. BOL!
We bet with two weims, you get da mama airborne sometimes..BOL!
At least the kite didn’t take the pretty liitle girl with the curls along with it! We enjoyed your poem, boys.
Woos – Lightning, Misty, and Timber
Kites are dangerous. The kid is lucky to be alive.
TeeHeeHee…We bet you boyz are a bunch harder to handle than a kite!
xoxo,
Arty, Jakey and Rosy
BOL!!!! OMD, you two would NEVER! heheheheee
Kisses,
Ruby ♥
At least when you y be loose form the Momma’s hand, you are too heavy to fly away, BOL! Somehow flying Weims,well, that may be a bit much that it would thrust petcretary over the edge from sanity to the insane…then she could join her peeps she works/cares for in blissfull oblivion. OMD, how did she get there??
Bravo bravo!
With your Mama’s luck, we’re just surprised she didn’t fly away with the kite. BOL
Well done Weims!
Mew mew mew Phenny an Neilson as wee red yore poe-em wee thott inn-stantlee of Miss Katty!!! Do not bee offended Miss Katty as LadyMeowy iSS THE same, mew mew mew…..
Grate poe-em!
***purrsss*** BellaDharma