FLOWER POWER FURRYDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW

to FLOWER POWER FURRYDAY by ROSY and da boyz

…our ‘mums… like two giant snow balls….

…and here comes a new kid in town, a red cyclamen, the mama bought together with

…a white one… for spectacular 3 euros, YAY!

…they will keep our trooper cyclamen company what is with us for 87 moons or more…

…we are glad that we have 3 cyclamen now, that means we can give them the perfect names: GOING, GOING & GONE!

… and here is  no goner, butt the rose for Rosy…

HAVE A FABULOUS FURRYDAY AND A GOOD WEEKEND ALL

 

 

 

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PAWETRY THURSDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW

to a new round of Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton in pigtures:

…. ui ui ui… that looks cold….

..I think we need a blanket first before we start:

Snow and Ice

are  not nice

you can  land an your butt

and on your nut

or you smash your hellbow to pieces 

and it need years till da trouble ceases.

You also can make to a car-cass your car 

and you ride in da bus and have an  insurance war .

Even when you use the other snow

your nose and your butt land in da hooosegow.

So we better avoid that snowy thing

and hibernate like the bears till spring.

HAVE A PAWETIC THURSDAY ALL

HAPPY HOWL-O-WEEN

BOO!’N CHEW & COWCOW

to our TRUE Howl-o-ween story…

twas a scary stormy  night and as dark as in the a$$ of a salamander, as two pups boredomered around in front of their fireplace. Any mischief was done, the wallet empty and no new chews shoes in sight …

Butt suddenly one pup said he wants to place a bet that the other one is not brave enough to enter da spooky castle at night. Fu…rget it said the other pup I’m sure brave enough, butt I know who is a chicken…

Because the two pups couldn’t find a solution about chicken or not, they jumped in their car and drove to a spooky castle…

as the two pups came to the haunted castle a white lady welcomed them & said that she is probably dead but not sure about that, butt who cares , the two pups can jump in that crib, because the noble owner needs urgently some guys for a poker night, to win his castle back he lost 878787 years ago, what was the reason that he became a ghost who has to play all night with some fleeceable natures till he will win back  what he lost once…

…gulp… I think da Phenny overbid his luck a little…

…woah Sir Jean, you waited not in vain for two fabulous poker mates… and you will lose your crib again, like in that night some hundred moons ago… will you pay out in cash or with a cheque de banque?  Viola! here are 5 a$$es you have to beat….

WTF!?… I mean… quel bordel!  You are a sharper and the most stupid one I ever saw! do you think I would believe you have 5 aces when I have all 5?! Crétin!

… no one screws Jean de Trécesson, the master of all cards… Now I want your … your…your tail! … and not your soul because that is hazardous waste and my final disposal dungeon is not EU-compliant…

…gosh dude we better run, before he kills us or before in worst case he will splatter water from that pond at us …

…and so the two chicken pups went back to their crib and  the white lady went back to the castle what she owns now alone because the unhappy poker player messed up his chance to escape from bankruptcy and the good conduct phase for ghosts is forever, so no personal insolvence and no  new life in the lap of luxury…that is a gloomy future even for a ghost

… therefore  he rather grabbed a fishing line and jumped from a tree with the cards in his hands…

… hey wait a minute… isn’t  he technically  the inventor of On-line Poker now ?

… hehehe yes and I hope he wins… he owns me a castle, a pond, a white lady and a carriage without horses…. I was sooo close ..

…don’t worry brother, next time I will have 5 a$$es too and together then we have ten and are unbeatable….

… oh man… beam me up scotty…

TO YOU  ALL

 

 

 

 

TEST TUESDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW,

do you know what a tv marathon or a special event really needs?

POPCORN!

the mama bought a whole bucket in her junkstore and according to the face of that guy it contains weed or some illegal substances… this guy looks more like in the bucket than on it butt anyway…

..the look was not bad, so I gave it a try…

…ack weird, what’s inside there? It says no gluten, no fake aromes, no colorant, no soja, no lactose and no OGM.. OGM? that’s an error, the  it correct wort is OMG…

…and OMG! was what  the Nelly thought as he tried it…

…that is definitely the most tasteless popcorn of slice earth…

… I will call their hotline to tell them they can stuff that stuff…

…yo… tell them that we wasted a fortune for nothing…and that’s no popcorn thats poop-corn… no paws no tails for that…

… butt we give that poop-corn at least 2 wagging ears for the price…

… and for the fact that the bucket has a lid and can be used as reception centre for things what come back at night after you had too much of it…

…next time the mama better should try the stuff from the bargain bin, right? yup… right.

HAVE A TASTY TUESDAY ALL

 

 

 

 

MISCHIEF MO(A)NDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW,

here we are and we start this week with some normal weimaraner bee-hivior mischief…

…furst we start with a classics…

…. yes that was as clear as mud that the slippers ended that way…

Ifff waffn’t mee!!!!

I want a lawyer!!!!

…butt the good thing is, that the mama fortunately can not resist a deal has magic powers and bought new ones the same day the old ones went to pink poneeh ranch…

…as she came home she said that she is a sick person.

…we know that butt nevertheless we helped her out with a tea bloom  to feel better…

…you only have throw that thingy in a can with boiled water…

…and after  some minutes a flower grows in your tea pot…

…and you can use it 3 or 4 times with adding more boiled water…

…efurry time you use new water, the taste is different…

…and together with brown rock candy you can call that a soul drink…. but your soul will not gain a lot of weight, it lands just on your hips…

…and after the teaflower is tea-red, you can put it in a bowl or a glass just as a decoration  after you removed it from da pot…

…but make sure that the size of the pot and the size of your hand are com-paw-tible, otherwise you get  no pot head butt a pot hand… and you need a whole bottle of dishwasher liquid to get your hand free….

…yes… that’s ok , you are sure able to open our cans and to hand out treats…

…every tea time needs some foodables too, right? and so the mama decided to make some cupcakes without cups… butt… it’s always hard when

FICTION

meets

REALITY.

… and  no, that was not tasty the taste was identical with the look….

HAVE A MARVELOUS MOANDAY ALL

 

 

 

FANTABULOUS FLOWER FURRYDAY

BON CHEW &COWCOW,

to a new flower furryday by Rosy and da boyz…

… here we have da orange pansies… they are still alive… a miracle..

the blue and sadly not purple ones too….

…and one of our camellia trees got 87 flowers… it’s an early berd this year…

…and for Rosy a rose with a green bug or fly thingy…

…oh look da Phenny what we have here… a bee-flower…

…gaaaaah…  run for your life!

…is it gone now?

…. yo.. I ate it…

… howly mowly… this guy and my last 5 cents…

HAVE A FABULOUS FLOWER FURRDAY ALL AND A SUPER WEEKEND

FFF FURRYDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW

to a new epawsode of FFF by Aunty Yam.

This month  we found another fabulous book:

the prompts are:  CABIN, RESTING, NAILPOLISH, GENUINE INJURY, FALLING ROCK, CAIRO

and we call our story:

DAD ON THE SNAIL

Twas a long and stormy night as Howlcule Pawriot and Captain Pawstinks burnt some tax papers  had a warm fire in da fireplace. Butt suddenly they heard the screams of a guy who was RESTING in his CABIN….

Sacre bleu, what horrible fuss goes on here?… you can hear this squeaking till CAIRO…

That is an emergency case Monsieur Pawriot and I think it is a guy named dad who is near to dead or even has a GENUINE INJURY…

Moi and da Captain Pawstinks rushed to that cabin and guess what we saw there?

A guy who was attacked by a slimy substance like in that fictional blob movie….

….aaah let’s do the taste test… that is …that is…. mhmhmhm nomnom nom…

VIOLA ESCARGOT!

… let me try it too da Phenny I mean Monsieur Pawriot…

….ummmmm…ooohh…ohhhhhh… yes escargot…Oh lala!

That guy named dad wanted to know how da snail came on his face and why it looks smashed as if it met a FALLING ROCK?

…Pardon Monsieur Dad, Howlcule Pawriot is just une Weimaraner wueff wueff and no crystal ball n’est ce pas? How can he know what crawled over your face ?

…and otherwise you are a guy , why  do you scream like a rusty saw aka  une fille in da middle of da night?

… mais oui mais oui and all that èclat just because I lost my smashed snail…oops…. dang! … I opened mon big bouche…

….Hein?!!!! …it was your snail what caused this mess?!

… well technicaly yes, but you have to admit that the Dad looks mighty fine now with that S-NAILPOLISH in his face…

…n’importe… mais you tried to  ate that tasty escargot alone without inviting moi… connard! You are no longer mon ami, mon ami!

…. and so Howlcule Pawriot and Captain Pawstinks went in different directions but found each other together on the sofa where they wait for their next case… and a girl named The Mama changed the bedding in da middle of the night while she used 87 f-words ….

Rest assured says Howlcule Pawriot I’m the best.

HAVE A FABULOUS FURRYDAY ALL

 

 

 

PAWSOME PAWETRY THURSDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW

to a new round of Angel Sammy’s and Teddy’s Pawetaton in pigtures… look what they found for this week:

I-scream I-scream oh yeeeah!

I-scream is a magic stuff 

it gives you power that’s no bluff

butt against all odds it lands not in your muscles

and  instead it quickly hustles

into other regions of our armature

mostly to the place what makes da manure.

Probably the chinese inventors noticed that once

and they wore a Hanfu instead of pants.

that is a potatobag-like  giant dress

what can cover all da  ice cream mess.

And with the mouth full of ice cream we say without glee

da chinese peeps are wiser than we…

HAVE A PAWETIC THURSDAY ALL

 

 

 

 

 

 

WILD WEIMNESDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW,

guess what happened? There was only one lonesome bone in our trashure chest today…. GAAAH!

…the mama, the mama jump out of da jacks and buy new bones!

while the mama was busy, we were busy too…

…and we read all da advertising papers for da best deals..

look da Phenny here at action market , they have our bones on offer…

…and I will look if the mama has finished whatever she has to do there…

…come on now here are two hungry pups…. spit in your socks and bring some bones!

…and finally the mama jumped out of da jacks and in da elephant skate and she actually brought home a whole bone-nanza…

…we furst tried da buffalo sticks with duck breast…

…and while da Nelly carried his stick 87 times around da kitchen table…

…I checked da stick for da best place to start…

…and then I devoured that whole thingy …

…and so the day what started with a halved bone found a bon(e) end..

HAVE A WILD WEIMNESDAY ALL

 

TEST TUESDAY

BON CHEW & COWCOW,

do you like pawtato chips? we do and we found probably the pawtato chips heaven in a box:

they were invented  by wecannnotreadyourname and Erol. A couple from munich who had the idea to put the chips in a box, so you have no mess and no crushed chips. And they also added dried carrots to the chips what make the vinegar, the pawtatoes and the carrots to a taste-venture….

Wecannotreadyourname &Erol went to The Lions Den with their idea, that’s the german version of Shark Tank. And they found a supporter who helped them to realize their idea.

The pawtato chips are 100% organic  and they were raised in golden flower pots and probably every night they could hear a lullaby song  and they only ate caviar and lobsters…maybe that is the reason that this are probably the most eggspensive taters of da world… the 12.5 % from da bounty for the investor can not be the only reason for the price…

3.99 euros/$$4.58 for spectacular 90 grams/ 3.17 oz… we understand that quality is not for cheap butt that is a little overdone for pawtato chips…

… butt because this world is a beach and god laughs while men made plans …

…oh and women too of course of course… we found the chips in the junk store of the mama for legendary 0.99 cents/$$ 1.03 and that is a price we like…

we give this tater chips 8 paws and two wagging tails for the taste, the idea, for the riskful 99 cents …

and last butt not least for the entertainment factor and the gleeful grin as we read about the story behind this chips … and it needs probably more than a life time  till da investor can go to Prada with the 12.5% of 99 cents … just saying…

We wish wecannotreadyourname & Erol all the best and we hope they will make it to the top. People with good ideas are essential for our society and for our world, butt  bullsh*tterish TV shows not so much…

HAVE A TASTY TUESDAY ALL

… oh and da Tommy, da Tommy, jump in the car and drive to NOZ to get some boxes… before the mama buys them all…