look what I found…. or let’s say what I grabbed directly from the mama as she tried to make a fence with that stuff….
… I don’t think that it makes a good fence…
…I mean it was totally de-fence-less as I ripped it apart….
to FLOWER POWER FURRYDAY
…here we have an Azalea…
…and here the white lilac… it’s scentless butt therefore we paid some cents less once…
…and last butt definitely least something the mama got from the bairgain bin… think the name is Gonerettas disappearius…
…and look what we have here (apart from the pointer of my daddy on da lense)… the poster from brother Buddy got a frame …finally…
….and I can say hell-o efurry morning now to da heavenly Weimaraners Goose and Easy…
to a new pawetry thursday with Angel Sammy and Teddy… this week the ginger boys have this photo prompt:
…. a toughie huh? Butt me and my thinking cap created a paw-em ….
Wrinkles in your face
are looking like the trace
of life….
Like highways from here to everywhere
with mountains and valleys here and there
even on our wrist…
they show that we really exist.
And even when we swear
and wrinkle creams on us smear
da Roadmap of life is always there.
Butt don’t be sad, the mama found the solution to erase that roadmap of life…. in the morning as she sleepwalkered into the bathroom, she confused the anti wrinkle cream with her toothpaste and used it for her teeth…
…the taste was godawful ….. butt hey the result was spit-acular…. so I tried it too…
…see… totally wrinkle free teeth…
here we are with another harness … I think it’s number 7 or 8 … or 87?
whatever.
This time we show ya the HALTI front harness by CoA.…..price Euro 16.99/$$20.75
I bought it at Fressnapf/germany and the nice peep there adjusted it the right way and he also showed us how we can use it with walking with me up and down in da store… many thanks to Fressnapf, you really heave a heart for all anipals…
…for this harness it is better to try in store if it fits to you… to our surprise we needed only a size M… I can not remember when we bought a thing in size M for me… maybe 87 years ago or so… but it is better to visit a walk in store for buying such equipment, it sucks if you have to order and to send it back in an endless loop…
…to put on that harness is no biggie… you only should wear a collar with the harness to have a double safeness and to avoid that it slips southwards…
…soooo I think we are ready…can we go now?
…see the mama walks with me on a loose leash….
… and with the leash attached to the back and to the front you can maneuver a pup like a horse, just with pulling a little on the front part to turn to the right and with pulling the back part for a turn to the left…
… no magic trick… just a front harness…and you maybe can see , as soon as I started to pull, the mama could fix that problem with one hand (there were walking steaks on that meadow… who can resist? it’s bbq time). I have to admit that this harness stinks, because I have to walk properly now and that’s something what stinks to me too…. and sadly that thing is very solid so I will need a while to wreck it…
we give that harness 4 paws (not mine, I hate it) and a wagging tail (also not mine, I hate it) for the price, the easy handling and the service in da store and last butt not least for da good result.
Nevertheless the mama is not really happy, she always thinks to wear a halti or a front harness, head collar and whatnot is a kind of capitulation and with wearing such equipment she shows da whole world that she is not able to train a dog… it’s like driving a racing bike with support wheels …. therefore we work with a common collar and a slip leash every day to make sure that I can walk properly because I wanto to and not because the harness wants me to do that….
We will keep you informed about flying towels, feathers and treats… and maybe that flying towels become flying colors soon? …. dream on the mama…
meet da naughtiest pup of Germany and da whole world…
..woops wrong photo….
… butt here we have it…
…that’s Aimee … a 9 or now 11 weeks old husky pup….
…I just came to say hell-o and suddenly I had 87 sharklike puppy teeth in my nose…
…that girl is crazy I tell ya…
… Aimee came to her furmily after their year old Husky suddenly died… and the old german shepherd what belongs to that furmily too stopped to eat and was apathic and heartbroken, so they feared to lose it too…
…but then this crazy furball came and it was like the magic potion of youth for the old dog….and the two became friends very fast and the world is bright now for both dogs…
…for the hooliganish youngster because it got a good home and for the old pup who is no longer lonesome…
…although I ask me if I really would like such a crazy monkey around me efurry day…. I don’t think so…
…and please don’t talk about that video in public … it is a humiliation to run away from a 9 weeks old girl… at least for a mighty stud and crib ruler like moi…
guess what happens when you try to help butt your humans are ungrateful and want to do it all alone? I’ll tell ya how that ends…
…what do you have there? A new lawn mower?
…let’s see…
…butt it has no wheels and you have to put that thingy there in that other thingy and then…
…heeeey! ….what do ya mean with buzz off ?
…. he really thinks he can do it alone without the smart Weimaraner….
…and there we have it… that looks like the lawn of Mr. Burns…
…and just because you didn’t listen to me… ha!
and welcome to a new round of Bacon’s SHOPPING AROUND DA WORLD…
this is post n°3 for today… good things come in trees… right?
Bacon asked for a dessert or a sweet treat and here we are …
* because it was untasty
you need:
a pack with pastry dough 0.89 euros/$$ 1.08, 2 eggs, one dozen 1.65 euros/$$ 2.01, a jar of apple sauce 1.99 euros/$$2.43
..throw the dough in a mold and make some holes in it with a fork…and bake it for 20 minutes or till it is golden brown …. (480F/250°c)
separate the eggs and beat the eggwhite till it is stiff …
…if your base it ready, reduce the heat in your oven to 140°c/280F, throw the apple sauce on da dough and add the eggwhite …
… let it bake for another 30 minutes at this low temperature…
…. lemme try that…. uuuuuaaaarks… buuuaaah the mama that was no lucky strike… the eggwhite is like bubblegum and not crispy as meringue should be… I give ya an E- for that…
…and you give me a chewing bone for my help and my objective and honest rating….
..and because it’s also FLOWER FURRYDAY, hosted by Rosy and da Boyz, I will share something with you what flowered in my kitchen as we were not at home… I think it happened accidentally and I hope the mama will not kill it with their 10 black thumbs…
to a new round of aunty Yams FFF…
…I picked a book the mama had written if Sophie Kinsella hadn’t done that before her….
…and the prompts are: bank, debit, just a little bit something and credit card
hey there the mama you look stressed…. how about some shopping….
…just a little bit something?
…like that fab collar I saw at amazon….
… what?! the credit card is in debit? I thought the name of the bank is CREDIT agricole … so that means we always have credit, right?
…. not?…how bad…I wonder that humans pick names for their stuff what mean the total opposite…what weird animals they can be…and totally complicated…
….the mama the mama ….what do you think about changing that bank and we go to Tightwad Bank MO? They will shower us with moneeh I bet…
…the last day in germany we spent with the BFF of the mama… she is the one who wears the pink button of Greta and who is a big fan of all pugs… We first thought we can drive to Weimar, because a Weimaraner in Weimar sounds not bad right? Butt egg-sactly that day a big event started there and we learnt from the things of the past time that it is better to avoid any crowds in germany, so we picked Erfurt as our meeting point, then the BFF has nearly the same way from upper franconia than we from lower franconia…
…we furst had to enter a BIG tunnel….
…. and it was a little scary that this thingy had no end somehow…
….butt finally we made it to da town in one piece….
…naaah I don’t want a balloon and you can put da whole circus at a place where the sun never shines Mr. Pennywise…
… and even in a big town I was a good boy… if we skip the adventure with the moving staircase where my dad had to carry me… but hey, I never saw such a thing , so it was no wonder that I caused a staircase traffic jam on da way out of the parking garage…
…. butt sadly the town was very crowded that day and infested with a gazillion of bikers, so we drove to da Petersberg Bastille, where we could look over da whole town…
… I would like to live there, because there is even a mancave for my dad…. look…
… and we all enjoyed the trip and the town, it sadly was a sunday so the hubby of the bff and the mama couldn’t shop the cards to pieces , because the stores were closed, ha!
…I totally loved this place and specially the ole bastille….
…and I was dogtired as we drove home….
…the next day we were on da road for 15 hours and I mostly slept in the elephant skate…
…and even when it was nice to see germany, we counted the signs till we were back in France…
…. only 437 kilometers to Pawris….
….and there we are…. BONJOUR FRANCE! Je suis revenu….
and welcome to another pawetry picture picked by Angel Sammy and Teddy. The photo prompt this week is that one:
yo yo yo…. I was at a chocolate booth… I sadly could not enter that crib, butt the mama and the granny were inside and they bought a truckload of defender eggs-tensions … you know what I mean, right?
… and while the mama bought some stuff what kills any Suzie Quattro memorial pants…
…I had a chat with that guy at the entrance and I looked under his apron to see if he is made from chocolate too…
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