DIY THURSDAY HOW TO…

…CELEBRATE THE SHORTEST POOL PAWTY OF DA WORLD…

…that’s no biggie…

you need: a pool, water and a weimaraner…

…and sh*tty weather…

…. yeah ok, a big bowl with nothing inside than water…

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… you shouldn’t invite humans to that pawty, they have crazy ideas…

…like throwing your bestest toys in that pool, that kind of toy you furgot for 87 years, but what is neeeer and deeer the moment you see how it fights for it’s life in that pool…

…hang in there my friend I’ll rescue you…

….rrrrrip…

….rrrrrap…

DONE! …apart from this big hole we have 31 small holes… not bad huh?

…seems the pawty is over…

…but the little lion toy is save…pheeew….

and for the friends of movies, we have 3 videos… grab your popcorn and watch the weimaraner who celebrates a non-pool pawty…

After all it was a funny event … or let’s say funny 15 minutes… and hey, the only body part what got wet, was my tongue…

HAVE A DRY THURSDAY ALL

WEIM-WEDNESDAY

BON CHEW,

guess what? I finally  got my food parcel… YAY… it came later this time because of an  “incident technique impactant”…whatever that means…

…butt now it is there and I can dig in like 87 horses…

…butt furst I have to open that box…

please ignore the part on the left side… I was egg-sided…sorry…

….the weim-way…

…or another…

still egg-sided, but hey that are AIRPILLOWS, the best toy of da world…

how pawsome that they put the airbag toys on the top of that box…

….rrrrip….

……rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrap…

…done!

please also ignore the dirty pants of my dad, Stephen King hired him for a re-make of the Lawnmower Man…

apart from my food cans there were lamb tracheas inside….

….and I tried a piece immediately…. ooooh tasty!!!! I’m a happy pup now…

HAVE A WONDERFUL WEDNESDAY ALL

 

 

 

TASTY TUESDAY TEST

BON CHEW,

to my tasty tuesday test… today I will review something we probably all know and  what we all love…even when it kills Suzie Quattro memorial pants and dreams about size zero… and sometimes even car seat covers, butt that’s a different story… the fact is: it is a super cool thing:

I SCREAM!

The mama discovered a new one in her junk store and she bought it immeowdiately. It is banana ice cream with cookies and caramel and with chocolate pieces…

…the chocolate is made like little peace signs and that’s a super cute idea for summer festivals… it brings a little bit woodstock back and you want to cut off your jeans and to rip off the sleeves of your t-shirt and to smoke colorado string cheese while listening to a merde-cedes-less Janis Joplin and you hope that Joe Cocker is maybe the friend who can give her a little help to buy that eggs-pensive ride…

… in theory…. in practice, the ice cream is tasty. YES, I never had a Ben&Jerry’s what was NOT tasty… butt…. to tell the truth, the cookies and the caramel becomes too much after a while and it is hard to empty the whole jar. Butt you have to, not because you are hoggish…

honestly, can you wait 10 whole minutes while staring at this tastiness ????

….it is because you have to let it rest for 10 minutes till it is a little bit thawed… and to re-freeze thawed stuff is a big fat sin and a BIG no-no…

come to the weimaraner you tasty little devilish pants killer!

…and at this points the problems start…. the caramel strings become a little like bubble gum and you have to maneuver with your spoon around that caramel parts to get more of the banana ice cream before you get a sugar shock…

… and although I know that our world needs peace… lots of peace… the chocolate peace signs become a plague after a while… it is dark chocolate what can cause pipe blockages and to drink  a bottle of Mr. Muscle is NO solution…just saying…

… so please Mr. Ben and Mr. Jerry, spread the little peace signs over the world butt close the lids of the ice cream jars furst…

you become sleepy ice cream jar… and sleepier…much sleepier… and now you roll in the mouth of the weimaraner you darned lazy thing!

… or add a small plunger to efurry jar…

After all we loved the Satisfy My Bowl ice cream, butt it would be better if it would satisfy the bow(E)l too with a little bit less caramel and dark chocolate….

    3 paws, because it was tasty anyway…

HAVE A TASTY TUESDAY ALL

 

 

 

 

MISCHIEF MO(A)NDAY

BON CHEW,

some days ago I’ve found a way how to wake up lazy humans…

…grab a flower pot, jump in your bed and throw it at  that human… you can see a rocket launching I swear…

…the mama was a little sad furst, because the  ass-ass-ination of my dad  failed her fab mini tree  pot is wrecked now…

…butt she gave me a big bag with chewing bones and a seasoning for my food anyway. Of course not as a reward for bombing my dad…. just saying…

….. and yes you read that right… they had seasonings for dogs in her junk store. I’ve got one with duck&veggies.. and I can’t wait to try it when we have the next BBQ….

I was so happy that I cleared the table while jumping with joy…..butt no worries the chewing bones are flexible and the seasonig jar is plastic… so no damage…

HAVE A GOOD MO(A)NDAY ALL

 

SUNDAY SELFIE

“The boots always have to fit the belt.” – Lothar Matthaeus –
…. “Butt only when you replace your head with a ball” – Da Phenny-

HAVE A SUNNY SUNDAY ALL

FABULOUS FURRYDAY

BON CHEW,

the mama was shopping and guess what she bought for me….

…a POOL!!!!

..isn’t that great?

…now we need only  some sunny sunshine and we will see if I like water or not… Wanna place a bet?

…she also bought a new car seat pawtector, because she wrecked mine with swinging her ice cream cemetery a little bit too hard on the seat cover, that the belts around the head rests flew to timbuktu…

…and guess who is on the package? STANLEY… or a twin of Stanley?… how pawsome!

…she also bought a new fly curtain…. hope the name BUG BLOCKER means only  flies and critters… just saying…

…hey you bought one without a doggie door again…. seems I have a new DIY-project…

HAVE A FINE FURRYDAY ALL

 

DIY THURSDAY

BON CHEW,

and welcome to my furst DIY-project….

HOW TO….

MAKE A DOGGIE DOOR IN A FLY CURTAIN

you need:

a weimaraner

…and nothing else….

costs: priceless

effort: low

burnt calories: 87… that’s a little more than we burn while farting, a fart needs 67 kcal… just saying…

Furst, you can take the measurement. The formula is not that difficult, just imagine a line from top of your tail to the top of your ears… docked pups or pups with a short tail add 2/3 of the tail length and subtract 0.87 of the sum of the multplication of that line divided with 87 minus 0.87 + 3….huh?WHAT?

… well you also can do it my way…

…grab the fly curtain and rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrip!

…done…

WHAT?! NO STANDING OVATIONS?

…. Pad of shame?… WHOOOOOA!

… well  … oh yeeeeah ,  I feel shame and nooooo, I will not do it again…we have just one fly door and it still has a doggie door… and I know that you are just green with envy, because my DIY projects need no fortune and 87 months… and THEY WORK… HA!

…btw: there are two flies in the kitchen….

HAVE A PRODUCTIVE THURSDAY ALL

 

 

 

 

WEIM WEDNESDAY

BON CHEW,

guess what? I became a member of the facebook soccer team…. it’s the national team for Belgium and our rival is team France…

TEAM FRANCE

….I think it will be an interesting match, they look impressing…. butt look at my team…

… champions from tongue to tail…

… strong and fearless…

…and we have the bigger balls… in any way hehehehe

…yesterday I had a training lesson with my dad…

….he is not da best soccer coach…

…butt it is hard to find a coach…

…who will work for a gravy bone and two cookies…

…and at the end…

…the players will decide the match, right?

…do you think we will win ?

HAVE A WONDERFUL WEDNESDAY ALL

 

 

 

 

TRAVEL TUESDAY

BON CHEW,

for my travel tuesday post we drove to Plemet again.

It is the place what has a butterfly park without butterflies and the cockroach decoration, what is no cockroach, butt an alien….

…there is another park with fishponds…

…butt the fishies are not in the pond, they are more outside…

…butt it’s nice and very quiet there…

…probably because there are no fishies inside what make loud noises and chat around without a break…

…you can walk over lawns while reading some  peemails…

…and there are benches and tables where you can have a picnic…

…oh wait… what’s that?

… oh maybe that are fishy recipes for those lucky fellers who really caught a fish there?

…. naah … that are more recipes  for da veggies….

… or it is a kind of map for the ducks…

…that they will not lose the direction?

… because that pond is nearly as big as the big pond…

…and therefore one-armed swimmers are not allowed there, they wouldn’t make it over that big pond… and the swimmers with two arms are screwed too,  according to that sign you have to enter that diving platform without using your hands…

…all that signs are too complicated  and confusing somehow…

…so I better go back to the elephant skate and ride home…

HAVE A TROUBLEFREE TUESDAY ALL

 

 

 

MISCHIEF MO(A)NDAY

BON CHEW,

guess what? I had the furst BBQ of my life… The mama said we will celebrate that event a little with sitting outside and with a decorated table… butt…

…as I  looked up to the sky…

…50 shades of gray… how great… that means we can furget to sit outside…sigh… what a crap, seems da furst bbq of my life is ruined now…

…but my dad said he can do a BBQ even wearing a fur coat and even in siberia…so no worries…

…and I watched him that he will eat nothing of my stuff…

…hey… I said NOTHING!

…the staff got tuna steaks and for me there was turkey ….

…I decided to stay next to that dad and to guard that food on the grill… the only warm place in my backyard… the temperatures changed over night  from 28°c(82f) to 16°c(60f)… that means a cold butt for me and a meowgraine for the mama…

…and after 87 hours… it was ready…

..the tuna steaks…

and salad and chiabatta bread and newman’s sticky bbq-sauce…

…and here comes my plate… with green beans, carrots and rice…

…. I think I like BBQ although it is probably a kind of a diet… because there wasn’t enough on that plate….

…. butt next time I will get two plates… wanna bet?

HAVE A HAPPY MO(A)NDAY ALL