BON CHEW & COWCOW
to a new epawsode of Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton in pigtures….look what they found for this week…
…uiiiii tasty, right?
Once there was a little boy,
a PITA and not his pawrents joy.
He had to eat potato mash for lunch
surrounded by a cousins-bunch.
To attract the kids he had an idea
and put a firecracker in da mash and grinned with glee.
The cracker exploded that was the case
and all kids had potato mash in da face.
And instead to get honour and applause and endless fame
the boy was grounded furever, what a shame.
…well that was a stupid boy, to blow off da potato mash instead to eat it…
…yeah… because that boy was no smart virgo butt a lion….
….hey wait a minute… I’m a lion too…what do you mean with that?
…ooooh nothing, dude… nothing, just a small virgo joke…. Oh ok, well da phenny that reassures me…he he he
… sometimes I really feel like stranded on da planet of da apes… honestly…
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...
I can’t imagine my grandsons like that 🙂 Well done for Thursday, but as always… Thank you lovely team, I, We love you all, have a nice and enjoyable day, Love, nia
Strange how this is completely believable 😀
“Planet of the Apes”… me, too, my furry friend! LOL!
HA! I like your version of how that little boy got covered in spaghetti! Exploding food is a common occurrence in a house with a little one around. Food is the best (and messiest!) toy! Your Weims know what you mean……they are great at destroying stuff too!
Hugs, Teddy
Hari OM
Yup – every home that ever had kids had a scene like this at least once… of course the potential at your crib is exponential… hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
Usually the food waits until it gets inside of my belly to explode like that. I guess that boy saved a step, and a lot of diapers…
Such an adorable look on his face as if amazed at what has happened… HAhaha. Definitely an explosion!
Twinies potato Mash tickled my funny bone!!
Well done Hugs Cecilia
Ahmmmmm, I wonder whether this was the first DIY-project in da life of dat human pup? Perhaps he is a dad nowadays 😉
Hmmm…we wonder, was this tale based on a true story??
Uh-oh!! Spaghetti -Os! All ova da baby and everywhere else! Had to have been a Virgo, us Lions are too smart to explode our own food! Hehehe. 🤣🤣💥
That was fun boys and I’ll bet you two could have some serious fun with spaghetti!
You are so funny. 🙂 Perhaps being stranded on the Planet of the Grapes would be more appealing.
That’s a great poem. We hope it wasn’t a story from one of your pawrents history.
it was, his name is dad
Now, THAT’s Italian.
“What? It’s food, not an accessory?”
Looks like a household that needs a couple of hounds for no-teeth weary way cleanup crew.
Fun post
I’ve had a spaghetti or two before and I’ve never ended up looking like him! Loved your tale, boys!
At our house when I was a kid, the rule was you can eat it or you can wear it. I had to eat a lot of stuff I wasn’t keen on until I realized the dog would ‘help’ me out. LOL
Another disturbing story about a baby playing with explosives
This is just too funny. We love the poem that you shared. The potato mash blowing up is just perfect for that photo. Thanks for sharing. Have a wonderful day.
I love the dialogue between the twins! so funny!
Why do we get the feeling there are a couple of Weims who would blow up a cake or something….hmmmm.
If I saw foods explode like that, I would be VERY helpful cleaning up the mess. My tongue is big enough to make quick work of the job.
Love and licks,
Cupcake
A firecracker in a bowl of potato mash??? What was that silly boy thinking!!! Cute poem – you always make us giggle.
Woos – Lightning, Misty, and Timber
What a waste of mashed potatoes!
Wow! That would make a huge mess and I can imagine a not so happy mom somewhere! BOL! BOL!
BOL!! We can just imagine potato mash all over da place!
xoxo,
Rosy, Jakey & Arty
BOL!!! Oh, that is something that would SO happen to Ma!!!
Kisses,
Ruby ♥
We hope there were dogs around to help with the cleanup. Xox Lucy and Xena
Ha ha! you two are funny
hugs
Mabel & Hilda
Mew mew mew what a funny poe-eem Phenny an Neilson!!! Mee iss a furry sloppy eatur an mee endss upss with food on mee an on floor an even on LadyMeow when shee holdss THE bowl fore mee!!
Hope it iss not *hot* heet like Hades place there….wee are meltin here…FISHCAKESS!! Send inn THE rain!
**purrsss** BellaDharma
hehehe that is why I never had kids!