FURRY FESTIVE FURRYDAY

 

BON CHEW,

today is the furst day of da Christmas countdown….and I’m ready to celebrate day #1…

the mama suddenly remembered that this sunday is the furst advent-sunday and so she said we have to bring out our decoration im-meow-diately…

it was 5pm and even with switching back to “real” time it soon was as dark as in the a$$ of a salamander…

and so the mama decorated “blind” in the darkness…. and yes, that are the leftovers of the Ugly Jim, our former Christmess tree….

… she sure changed her oeuvre the next morning as she saw that the people stopped and grinned while passing our crib… the first version looked a little like a failed bondage eggs-periment, but now she can leave it as it is I think….

…oh and there is a good thing too… my grandparents brought a christmas pawlender for me and the staff and today I can open the first door….

I never had a christmas pawlendar and I can not wait to see what’s inside…

maybe a furrari? or a never ending treat dispenser?

…oooh look, a small bag with milk drops…

…sadly that small bag was empty within 2 seconds….butt I can open the next door tomorrow? maybe then the furraris is inside…

HAVE A FABULOUS  FURRYDAY AND A WONDERFUL FURST ADVENT

 

 

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PAWETRY THURSDAY

BON CHEW,

to Angel Sammy’s and Teddy’s Paw-e-thaton… today we have the letter Y and the prompts are: yellow, yummy, yesterday, year… I named my poem YOU and it is to honor my angel brother Easy…

YOU

it seems like YESTERDAY I brought YOU home
YOU were there and we were no longer alone.
we had immediately a special bond,
ignoring puppy biting and the obligatory YELLOW pond.
You were a gourmet, and all things what were YUMMY
walked the way into your tummy.
I’m glad I could do so much for YOU
but at the end we had no clue
that a YEAR comes to us so dark and bad
and we lost the best we ever had.
Today is this day so dark and full of tears,
the saddest moment of all the years.
but whatever will be and whatever we do
in my heart and my mind there is always YOU.

Easy… September 2 2009 – November 30 2016

WILD WEIM WEDNESDAY

BON CHEW,

look I’ve got a new ball…

giveittodaphennygiveittodaphenny….

….aaaah now I’m ready to win that champignon -league…

…and I will… wooops… what’s that?

…it suddenly lost the air…

…that needs immeow-diate intervention…

… seems that is a critical case…

…sorry…operation successful… patient confettied… can I get a new one please?

…at least the ballon inside makes a good hat for my dad… it’s waterproof and I think it looks mighty fine…

HAVE A WILD WEDNESDAY ALL

 

TUNEFUL TUESDAY

BON CHEW,

guess what? Shoko&Kali tagged me  with the SHUFFLE THE MUSIC TAG… ha! that’s the tag for me… I love muzak and as I came to this crib as a wee puppy the breeder said that I react fabulous to muzak… I will  sleep in immediately…that is good to know if you fight the puppy fever with all after and side effects like bitemarks, chewed shoes and endless bugging…

#10 is the favorite song of my dad, but it has even a BIG influence on the mama she can roll her eyes like billard balls when she hears that song…

BIG BAD JOHN by JOHNNY CASH

#9 is the favourite tune  of me and the mama…technically no song butt muzak …you should see us dancing together… or wait… better not…

THE DALLAS OPENING

#8is  a song by Dad’s rival Rod… of course… and it is the DRINKING SONG. The teenage booze-ventures of the mama are legend in da furmily and the whole pack laughs when they remember the 40th birthday party of her dad or the night the mama mistook the loo with a tub with soaked curtains  and decorated the poor lace weave with… ummm… stuff. Butt fortunately  that times are over, because heavy and pristine white curtains are outdated…

#7 is the ultimate hyper super multi tasking song for the mama…and while listening to that muzak she can do all in one chunk…that Gnawpawleon could write two letters at the same time, the mama can do 3 or 87… that means she is either much better or much more worse than this guy from France…I think we have a tie… at the end both get their waterloo

…Thanks Freddie… Mission completed, you made a supersonic woman of her…and we try to survive that…

#6 is some opera… the collective opinions is that to hear classic music makes you to an intellectual automatically… wellllll… I’m a virgo and a weimaraner, so it is no wonder that I love classic muzak , right?… just kidding we heard it while watching an ole episode of Columbo, liked it and viola here is it…

G. VERDI RIGOLETTO, DEH NON PARLARE AL MISERO….

#5 is an old song and it makes the mama sad when she ponders about the singer… but nevertheless it was written by Mr. Jagger and Mr. Richards and so it becomes immortal, like all the muzak of the Rolling Stones… and not even  Taylor Swift could kill this song  with her pitiful poor-formance   … the link is  here… while watching it the tears will NEVER go by…sure…

MARIANNE FAITHFUL AS TEARS GO BY

#4 is one of the car driving songs of the mama… oh you should see her when she starts to hiss POISSSSSSSSSSSSSON at all the idiots around her…

ALICE COOPER POISON

#3 is a song my dad likes very much…. he always has tears in his eyes… although we have no Danny in our furmily, nor do we know any Danny…weird, huh?

JOHNNY CASH DANNY BOY

#2 is a song made for Weimaraners… Easy loved it and I love it too… although it is super silly…the mama sings it sometimes to me when I go to bed… butt only when the windows are closed…hehehe

THE DUCK SONG

#1 our ultimate #1 is a song what starts mighty fine, runs mighty fine and it also ends fine… mostly with a fine… fine, huh?

GOLDEN EARRING RADAR LOVE

…well maybe they should change some songs of their playlist to I’m walking on sunshine or to Slow by Kylie Minogue …that would be relaxing for our war chest I bet…

I will tag two friends to shuffle the muzak on and on… Teddy from Onespoiledcat and  the EVIL Squirrel

What is your favorite song?

HAVE A TUNEFUL TUESDAY ALL

MISCHIEF MO(A)NDAY

BON CHEW,

Oooohhhh what’s that?….a new ugly christmess sweater?

…let’s see…

…rrrrrrippppp… plop…

…oooooops…. whafeffahifwafifwafnmee…

…thanks a lot Phenny…..       ….ooooh no problem you are welcome, the mama…

…ok if it makes you and the sweater happy, IfeelshameandIwillnotdoitagainandIpromisetobeagoodboynowandthathopefullywasit…

butt hey you have to admit that it looks much better ugly now and the bobble looked anyway weird… you should be grateful for the remodeling…

HAVE A FSHIONABLE MO(A)NDAY ALL

 

 

FINAL FICTION FURRYDAY

BON CHEW,

I joined Aunt Yam’s FINAL FRIDAY FICTION CHALLENGE and here is my entry:

From my hero GRUMPY CAT: THE GRUMPY GUIDE TO LIFE, it’s my favorite book and actually my guide for life…

and the prompt is:

…and that’s what I did as I entered this crib nearly one year ago.

I was a wee thing and I looked a little different than  other weim-puppies who are more hippo-like, cuddly and round…but nevertheless even the littelest ones can do da biggest things…

like hogging toys, and wrecking shoes and all things I could grab. I also bit in the nose of the man in this house, because he was too nosy and I had to clarify my pawsition from da furst day on …

…. and the plan worked and I was named by a famous actor, all people of slice earth know and fear love:

CHUCKY!

… and after I made confetti of all plans and good resolutions, my real new life started…. the way Grumpy suggested: as the dogtator of two humans…

Butt that’s not all… I suddenly got friends… a lot… and the bestest a little pup can ask for…. they welcomed me and they are always with me…For me this was an eggs-tra challenge, see  I was the last one of the litter who waited at the breeder for a furever home and after all my siblings found a home I was a little lonesome and became a kind of a hermit, who had to learn a lot about social behavior and such stuff…

… and I’m a fabulous and smart student, of course I’m a virgo AND a weimaraner, so that’s the material to create a genius…but nevertheless that social behavior is a thing what not always works…  specially  not when male-people or my dad are around…

… and so I decided to make Grumpy-ism to my philosophy of life and maybe once I become as famous as Grumpy cat… or Chucky…

word count: 335

HAVE A FAB BLACK FURRYDAY ALL…

… or  to say it with Grumpy:

 

 

 

SHOP TILL YA DROP

BON CHEW

to a new epawsode of BACON’S and Fozzie’s SHOPPING AROUND THE WORLD… today we highlight a pawsome fall-thingy: PAWTATOES. They are allrounders and can end as eatibles or as drinks and they are the base of many things all over da whole slice earth…. and because we love italy and Gucci we used GNOCCHI DI PATATE today…

…and here we go…

PHENNY’S  VEGGIE GNOCCHI’S WIT HOWLANDAISE

you need:

2 packs of pawtato gnochchi’s for the pan 1.69 euros/$$1.98 , butter 250 gram 2.29 euros/$$2.69, a pack of green beans 1.49 euros/$$1.75, a pack of mixed frozen veggies 2.49 euros/$$ 2.92, peppers 3 pieces 1.99 euros/$$2.33, 3 carrots,  1kilo 1.99 euros/$$2.33, howlandaise 1 pack 0.99 euros/$$ 1.16

ummmmm… the mama we are two people and one weimaraner… that’s a way too much veggie-stuff I think…

…so we put the green beans back to the fridge and we only use the carrots, the peppers and the mixed veggies with the gnocchi’s…

throw the vegetables in a pan and let it rott roast there

place it on an oven proof plate and roast the gnocchi’s in da pan  and arrange both things on that plate…

prepare the howlandaise according to the instructions on the package with da butter and pour it over the veggies&gnocchi’s…

…throw the plate in your preheated oven and furget it there at 200-220°c

 

…after 20 minutes or so it should be ready… or not…

give it to your dad

and don’t furget to place the AROMAT next to the table of the mama, she is arom-addicted…

…and give the bestest chef a fat chewimng bone, yeah!

HAVE A FABULOUS BLACK FURRYDAY ALL

 

 

 

 

 

THANKFUL PAWETRY THURSDAY

BON CHEW,

to a new letter of Angel Sammy’s and Teddy‘s paw-e-thaton. This week we have the letter X, the kiss of death in any scrabble game. Not even me can find enough words with that letter x… maybe XANTHIPPE, the mother of belligerence… and the nickname of the mama… hehehe So therefore we can write a free poem with using all letters we want. And I grabbed the chance by butt and neck to write a Blogville paw-em for the Thank You Blogville Day… hosted by Rosy and the DB Boyz

There is a place for peeps and pets

somewhere in that internets.
A place of peace and love for all
with helping hands in case you  fall…
A place where no one is lonely and sad
and no one is angry or goes even mad…
That place is BLOGVILLE and I’m glad to be there
it is better here than everywhere…
I’m thankful for this place and for all the friends I met
yay to  Sir Berners-Lee for the internet.
… and while we’re on it, look the furst christmas card came to my crib…
…it came from PURRINCE HENRY, from Catnada… THANKS SO MUCH!
…the first card is always special and I immediately found a good place … and I hope the card will get many friends till christmas…
…friends are the salt for the soup what life and her b*tchy sis karma sometimes serve to us… the gas for the engine we use to drive through life… and the sparks for a fire what warms our heart when cold winds of sorrows blow all joy away… and BLOGVILLE is the place where your friends are…
THANK YOU FOR BEING FRIENDS AND THANK YOU BLOGVILLE
and a

HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO YOU ALL

WILD WEIM WEDNESDAY

BON CHEW,

please don’t furget the SHOPPING AROUND DA WORLD this friday, if you have time…

the day is: FURRYDAY NOVEMBER 24th… thats THIS furryday

the topic is:  POTATO

and all you have to do is to share a recipe with potatoes and the prices for the ingredients… then link to http://www.piglove.wordpress.com and you are in the game…

I’m a little poTEAtoe-pot, short and stout…

you can’t see my  handle, butt  my snout….

HAVE A WILD WEDNESDAY ALL

TROUBLE TUESDAY

BON CHEW,

look who came to my crib directly  from the junk store northpole…

Hell-ooooo my frosty friend…

…ooops…..ouch da sh*t…..

…listen the mama, whatever it is it wasn’t me ….

…and I have no clue what happened to the junk store snow freak….

…maybe it melted and lost it’s head…that can happen….

… and it is anyway too early for christmas decorations… just saying….

HAVE A WARM TUESDAY ALL