BON CHEW & COWCOW
to a new epawsode of Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton in pigtures….look what they found for this week…
If you are little and you can not say NO!
your parents pick your clothing,
that is sadly so.
And specially for carnival or for halloween
much parential creations will be often seen.
This two peeps had a lot of luck
in granny-clothing they now stuck.
But worse is that costume thing
when you have to go as a Mandarin from Peking.
…and here we are with our Howl-o-ween walk on a super scary place…
..we visited an ole cemetery what is near our grannys house….
….it is abandoned since da early 20th century…
…and although the trees became very huge there…
…the community takes care of the old stones and keeps the area clean…
…. they also take care for the stones, because the time can even damage the hardest rocks…
…. and behind that fence the property of our great uncle begins… and the mama and her cow-sins had a play house there what they used for sleepovers… and once there was a thunderstorm and a tree crashed down in that cemetery while that chicks spent the night in their little hut… waaah you wouldn’t believe how fast that little piglets started to run into their grand aunts house…. and that was the last night they spent there… and till today they all remember that night …and the scary noises, what came definitely NOT from this world…
…and we better spit in our socks and leave that place before the next tree will kiss da ground…
HAPPY HOWL-O-WEEN TO YA ALL
….and btw. our post is a little late today, because da Nelly had his x-ray appointment, so we waited till he is back.
He is as hungry as a wolf now and we hope for a good result after this day on needles and pins.
While sponsoring da vet da third Furrari our daddy rounded it up and put the moneeh in da box for da pets in need, so we hope it will help a little.
Meow meow that iss a grate poe-em fore THE pickture Phenny an Neilson! Yore both so clevurr!
An THE Cemmytary iss furabuluss…..mee wuud love to xplore there with youss’. An LadyMew said shee wuud like to vizzit too. Mee iss glad no tree came down an THE ground not shake or Mistur Mark go upss inn puff of smoke!
Neilosn mee iss sendin POTP just inn case! Pawss crossed all will bee well with you mee frend!
thanks a lot… and we send lots of potp to your momma… we hope tomorrow the world looks brighter…
Many thanx fore yore POTP for LadyMew! Shee rested a lot today an vizzited aunty Melinda fore a while. Shee had a wee nappy with mee too. Shee iss much briter than shee has bin . 2 Seezuress inn one day takes all her energee!!
THE werld iss gray an windy an rainy butt briter for youss’ beein inn it!
LOVE the cemetery! I’d have a great time reading all the headstones!
Hope the X-rays bring good news!!
yes… only good news! that picture of the two golden girls made me laugh out loud… I needed that
woooo – the cold wind was chilling enough – and now these spooky pictures!
Hope your Howloween is full of fun and treats
(And thanks for looking after the old cemetery!)
That was a fun poem boys and quite the spooky out n’ about!
Such brave pups.
Happy Howl-o-Ween. That’s a skeery place.
The Florida Furkids
Oh what a PERFECT poem! Those two little “Grannies” are just adorable aren’t they? The cemetery looks very old and well kept……a great spot to go for a Howl-o-ween walk I’d say….as long as nothing you can’t see GRABS your ankle as you’re walking of course. Did I miss something about Da Nelly that he needed x-rays? I hope the boys is OK!
hip x-ray , we hope everything is ok , he is still a little stoned but on the way back from la-la land ;O)
Sending not too haunted woofs and wiggles for that Xray to be OK…
Have a fun day, and stay away from falling trees, esp those in ancient burial grounds,.
Yesterday, petcretary was strolling/patrolling the yard for the doggy you know whats and after she was a wee bit away from a big walnut tree she heard a big thunk, and one of those tennis ball sized horrors fell off the tree…she just missed it…she needs a hard hat!
OhNoes Those hip xrays sometimes leads to new hips as we learned the hard way … course now it is not a breakable hip anymore! HA! Beware da Nelly! And don’t bump into any of those old head/hip/stones in dat cemetery where things do go bump in the night.
When the dark night appears and everything turns into evil, just remember it’s Halloween, just chill! Lee wonders if any of her French ancestors are buried in that cemetery.
Poor Nelly. Hope he had some happy juice for that x-ray! Fingers crossed.
Yikes that was one scary tale in the cemetery and woods. Hope all is ok with da Nelly. We’re sending oodles of poodles good luck his way.
Happy Halloween all!
That was a sceery story. No wonder it has gone down in family lore.
That was a wonderfurs posty for the Spooky Day/Night. Thank goodness da Nelly is back in with you to ensure the whole pack has each others backs. You know. Just if in case… Hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
What a great poem and such a cute photo! We send you lots of positive vibes for a great outcome, Nelly. Happy Halloween!
We have our paws crossed for da Nelly!!!
Happy Halloween, we hope you get nothing but treats and good news!
Rosy, Jakey & Arty
How did I miss da Nelly having to go to the vet? What happened? Did I miss a post? Oh, Happy Halloween!
Happy Halloween Twins! That is a great poem for that picture. We’re crossing our paws that everything is okay with Nelly.
We are worried about Da Nelly! We hope and pray he is OK. When I was a teenager, we lived right next to a cemetery. That made for some fun times when we had friends over!!
You are very brave to go to such a scary cemetery. Saying lots of prayers for Nelly
Your mom must have been super brave to sleep that close to an abandoned graveyard!!!! Yikes! My uncle once took me on a walk to a graveyard at Fort Leavenworth, Kansas which is a military base/prison. You could see the guards walking with rifles in the prison guard tower from the graveyard. He scared me and I ran faster than greased lightning back to his house. Bahahaha!!
Lulu: “Whoa, what a spooky Halloween walk!”
Charlee: “Our Halloween here was totally off the hook, let me tell you! Right, Chaplin?”
Chaplin: “Oh yeah. Mama fell asleep at like four o’clock and slept until like nine, Dada put the candy out in a box out front for people to take, I sat on his lap while he watched a movie, Lulu slept on the floor, and Charlee slept in her hammock. It was a thrill a minute.”