BON CHEW & COWCOW
to a new epawsode of Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton in pigtures….look what they found for this week…
Be beautiful whatever you do,
to be a centerpiece always, that is the clou,
but not only from outside with make up and such
to have a good heart counts also so much.
the overall package has to be a hit,
then no one will notice that your pants will not fit…
do you think the mama is mad at us now? …no way… it was her pants and her butt, we tell only da truth….
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...
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...
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...
Bwhahahaha!! You pups have a way to turn one idea into another…OMD!! LOL! Petcretary hasn’t laughed so hard in a long time!! (She can’t fit into her ‘fit&flare’ dresses right now…sigh…)
The truth shall set you free. And get a lot of things thrown at you…
HAHAHAHAHA….you’re right about having a good heart – that’s the most important – even more important than Suzi Quattro pants fitting!
Phenny and Nelly, surely you guys have learned by now that rules about telling the truth should always be suspended when it come to discussions about whether or not our humans can fit into their trousers…
BOL – that hits it fair and square! Hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
The truth is not always the bestest plan. haha
Are those scissors in your Mom’s hand? Yikes! One slip and there will be less to fit into those pants!
I LOVE IT!!!!! so true, to me it is the inside that I want to see and like.. were you cutting of a tag of new pants or stabbing your self because they don’t fit or cutting the top to make them fit? any of the three, the photo made me laugh… Good Job guys, we dont see enuff of da mama
That’s a cute poem boys and I’m sure your Mom will forgive you!
We agree about the heart!
That’s what happens whtn you get your clothes at the Bargain Store.
That’s a great poem and you had us chuckling at the picture of your mom and her pink pants. BOL!
Phenny and Nelly I’m 200% sure your mama forgave you…
Lulu: “Life’s so much easier when you can just go around without pants!”
Hi Guys! Great poem! Your Mom has a terrific package and she looks good in her pants! Have a marvellously happy day!
LadyMew used to have a pair of jeanss that color…shee not fit innto them in ’bout 87 yeerss…..butt shee allwayss get her ‘Stick On’ rite!!
An Aunty Katty yore beeuteefull innside an out!!!
Now Phenny an Nelly bee nice to DA Meowmy!!
**purrss** BellaDahrma an ❤ LadyMew
Please tell your mom to be careful with those scissors ! We agree, a good heart is the most important ! Purrs
That is a lovely poem.
LOL! I remember struggling into jeans by laying on the bed. I didn’t use scissors though. Pliers are much better for wrangling with obstinate zips.
I understand that a LOT of pants shrunk during quarantine!
MOL great poem! We’re pretty sure many of our Moms are having that problem these days.
Great poem. So true. The beauty must be inside and out. I especially like the photo illustration….
Love and licks,
Yes, this is the ;last stage before one slips into pants with string ties and elastic waistbands! LOL! (I’m there.)
A brilliant poem. As we get older pants get tighter.
Oh, it’s like Ma this morning all overs again! Boyz, learn from me….don’t…I REPEAT….DON’T say anythings abouts the pants…..
hahahahahaha love it, the pants are cool.
Must be your Mom let your Dad do the laundry again!! We just know it!
Bwahahaha! I know all too well about that form of ‘exercise’ sometimes.