BON CHEW &COWCOW
to a new epawsode of Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton in pigtures….look what they found for this week
aaah those were the days…
in good old times
life was full of fun and there were less crimes.
cars could drive to nearly all places
and without speed limit we had good races.
people could eat whatever they want
and were not forced to live only from a plant.
we could name the things like they really were
and had not to describe them, no one was woke nor queer.
we respected each other as humans and friends
and not because someone said when and how much we have to shake hands.
life was easier and more a life worth to live
than today where it becomes something combative.
At least we are the lucky ones to be the olds and the grays
because we are those who saw the really good days.
yeah that were the days in the land of milk and honey…
naaah… the days of cheese…
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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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...
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Oh your poem is great, and yes, we with the greys and achey joints are the blessed ones to have been in those days of yore when life was simple, fun and good!
Though back then we would not have met all our fantastic Blogville friends…
And we used to have fun playing on things like that roundabout!! Wheeeee!
WOWZERS boys – this poem is full of TRUTH…..the good old days are gone I’m afraid – the “new days” are just a little bit scary. But there’s always CHEESE right????????????? Thanks for playing poetry with us.
Hugs, Teddy and Mom too
Those were the days when the school playground wasn’t locked down after school because of the lawyers.
They truly were the good ole days and mom wouldn’t trade them for anything!
Those were simpler times. But not the good old days for people of color or for the Jewish…
you are right, people did horrible things to other people…, … but the times what came after this horror were the good ones… we started to build a future together, no matter what religion, color or age or oientation, not because we had to but we wanted to…
It was the good old days… you bring back so many memories of things that are missed. Great words for the poem and picture!
EXCELLENT poem!!!!! We totally agree.
OH MY HANDSOME BOYz the thunderous clapping, stomping and hooraying is coming from across the Pond to you. Your poem is purrfect
Hugs Cecilia
#1 says she totally agrees with this poem!
Woofs,
Ollie
Hari OM
It is interesting how each generation, as it ages, looks back and thinks its younger years were easier and better… when in fact, every generation has its challenges. Still… a bit of nostalgia never did anyone any harm; unless it’s made political, of course…
Sorry, slightly serious response to the serious topic found within your really rather fine pawem! Hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
yes… I never wanted to be like my granny or my mother who hissed at the youngsters.. and now .. well.. LOL
We enjoyed your poem but without the modern internet we never would have met you two and your parents. It’s fun to look back and our mom remembers playing on those things in the playground that have all disappeared because of their dangers.
Gouda CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE!!!!!
An (m)ice creem an snax……..
Oh sorry, mee gotted carried away…..
Da Phenny an Da Nelly youss; an Aunty rote a poe-em of truth an from yore heartss!
If only there were sum reesemblance to THE Guud Old Dayss……
***sighss*** BellaDharma an (((hugss))) BellaSita Mum
Charlee: “Looks like those kids captured a UFO. Pretty impressive!”
Or was it better simply ‘cos you were young then?
Just a thought..
Toodle-oo!
Nobby (one year and one month old(.
Hee! Hee! Terrific poem! And CHEESE!!!! We all love cheese! We all get cheese every morning. Mom has to give Kozmo his daily meds and discovered that a nice cheddar was the way to do it. Now we ALL get cheese! Mom has to spell the word if she does not want us mobbing her if she says it out loud. Keep being awesome! Purrs Marvelous Marv
Oh yeah. That is the perfect description of the good old days, according to Mom. My good days are the good NEW days doing life right in my forever home.
Love and licks,
Cupcake
What a wonderful poem this week…almost as wonderful as that nommy cheese!!
xoxo,
Rosy and Sunny
That is a really great poem and I agree 100%.
You did a fun poem boys! Our Dad had that exact same ride on his school playground too.
Such a perfect poem
Pawtastic poem. They say we grey’s are wise which supposedly goes fairly well with our achy joints. But at least we were able to enjoy those good ole days.