…Santa was there!!!!…and look what we got!
…our videos never get an academy award, but we had not enough gifts to do it again..
…our dad sadly wore the santa mask vice versa, after two years with masks he normally should know how to wear it, butt it’s christmess, so we are generous…
We wish you HAPPY HOPPY HOWLIDAYS… while we go on a short break for the rest of da year… and we will be back for our new years party… promised…
BON CHEW & COWCOW,
to Nature Furryday
…here are some nightly photos of da christmas decorations in our kraal…. and before you ask, they are not made by our dad, just saying….
that snow guy looks a little lonesome…
and those 3 guys look not really like happy campers…
maybe they ate too much of that mushrooms?
…at least there are enough for all who want to come in da mood…
like we, while waiting for santa….
…and with a small rose for Rosie…
BON CHEW & COWCOW
to a new epawsode of Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton in pigtures….look what they found for this week…
….seems that was not da right gift, huh?
It was da night before christmas and all souls were asleep,
even da mouse in da house did not make a peep.
Two people thought if da evil sleeps we can go out for fun
and quickly was da mischief done and they were on da run.
Da evil, they mentioned sadly woke up and saw that all were gone
and evil as da evil is it thought something can be done.
Like sniffing out da christmess gifts high above on a shelf
and the evil grabbed gift by gift to keep it for itself.
sadly the paws of da evil stand on the rest of a chair
to get the gifts from high above in da air.
and while da paws on da backrest tripped,
it went downhill cause da evil slipped.
What a fall from high above
and da shoulder joint was off.
Great screeching, crying about da shoulder syndrome
what lasted till da parents came home.
da dad of da evil set da evils arm
while mom of da evil had da job of harm.
With falling down with a big box from da darned chair
da evil lost lego-bricks everywhere.
and da evil’s mom collected bit by bit
while thinking lego is da devils sh*t.
And the moral of this poem-art,
never buy lego, that’s annoying fa*t.
. …..bahahaha I wonder who that evil was…ummm… me not…
HAVE A PAWETIC THURSDAY ALL
BON CHEW & COWCOW
Some people feel the rain.
Others just get wet.
-Bob Marley-
…spcially on a wet-nesday….
HAVE A WILD WEIMNESDAY ALL
BON CHEW & COWCOW
look what we have here on da table…..I smell something…..
…there is nothing…. rien… zero… nada… null….you have smell-u-cinations dude….
what goes on in this house where nothing is on the table for two hungry pups?
HAVE A TASTY TUESDAY ALL
BON CHEW & COWCOW
… come one dude and help me to kill that pink elephant….
…. ummm… naah I rather wait here and look that the air is clear….. The maaaamaaaaaaa…. look what da Nelly did…
seems that guy has a hole at da rear end what is bigger than the common one…
you are a snitch da Phenny Iscariot! Wait what Santa will say…. duh… wait, what he says when he meets da elephant killer….
HAVE A MARVELOUS MO(A)NDAY ALL
BON CHEW & COWCOW,
to Nature Furryday
… da sun is there, so let’s go…
amazing how friendly efurrything looks with some sun…
…and even da fields what are nekked now, look no longer sad ….
also the utopic installations we have everywhere look no longer scary and ugly….
…and with da sun a small rose for Rosie came out to look if spring is on da way… only 93 days to go and this sh*t season is over… yay!
HAVE A FUNNY FURRYDAY AND A GOOD WEEKEND ALL
BON CHEW & COWCOW
to a new epawsode of Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton in pigtures….look what they found for this week…
Twas that time as all puppers, kitters and chicks
used hot rollers, creams and tooth cleaning sticks…
Twas not for Santa, not for reindeers or a bear…
it was for the Biggest Dog Show of da year…
…and that was our destination last saturday too… we started in da earliest morning and drove through fog and darkness to Nantes…
…the motto was Disco and da people, butt not the dogs, can come in black&red…. butt what a Disco is it when we still have to stand this sh*t virus… It started at the entrance, where professional security checked our vaccination state. They were fast and we were ready to enter da next waiting line: da ticket check. And who was crazy enough to take a deep breath, was petrified at the next waiting line: da vet check. The line was a long as da chinese wall and that was time consuming. And to have 87 or more dogs nose to butt in a line for such a long time, can be callenging… but even that time was over and we could enter our hall….
we were super short with the time, so the mama could take no photos of the weim-gang, but take our word that we parked our butts next to da most beautiful weim-girl of the world… at least da Phenny said so and was like glued to their place. So he was angry that he had to leave and you could see how he started to blow up his cheeks what’s like a bad weather warning. Fortunately the people of that girl named Roxy took some photos and they were so nice to send them to us…
The mama went with da Nelly and da dad had da weasel on da walking string. Da Phenny is da first one with da judge and da Nelly is directly behind him… This time we had the probably best judge of the whole french empire, Monsieur Goubie, needless to say that he knows all tricks of puppers and peeps, you can park your butt to avoid da ball check or you can kneel like a poor sinner in church to stretch a curly tail, he sees all and everything and even if you come dressed like marilyn or if you hire a very dramatic handler, it helps nothing. only the dog counts, no matter who is hanging on the other end of da string.
Da Phenny was first dog, that is no good position, because he is always up to mischief, so da dad had to place his life in god’s hands and to hope for da best. Sadly gods hands were a little slippery this time and da dad fell down from that hands and da Phenny released all devils he had inside. That are a lot and we only waited for the big kick out, what fortunately not happened. Da Nelly was much better, but he can be a maniac, when things from outside bother him….
like da Bloodhounds who were next to us in cages… they started to howl and to bark always if we passed their place…. and boy, they can be loud!!!! Some pups felt fear and became nervous, but not da Nelly… he made his best Cujo-face and roared back at them like a lion. The mama was confused and two hands were not enough, so she started to sing to da Nelly (Kate Bush, Babooshka)… twas so horrible that da pal behind her asked if she has pains or got hurt? Nevertheless it worked and a kind of Christmas miracle happened, da Phenny got a very good and da Nelly got an excellent and a placement. The mama was over da moon with joy, specially that the awful behavior of da Phenny was rewarded with a rating, what people got who gave their best, but weren’t good enough to land between da best four dogs, but well sometimes miracles happen.
After all we had a good time in Nantes, but we wish our normal life back… without restrictions and without control and guarding…. maybe freedom is such a thing we miss so dearly after we lost it?
HAVE A POETIC THURSDAY ALL
BON CHEW & COWCOW,
One goes to the right, the other one to the left,
both are wrong; but in different directions.
-Horace-
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