to Nature Furryday
some days are a little like spring, but as soon as we enjoy the sun, the cold wind comes and blows all good feelings away…
and january is a sad month now somehow for us… the pup of a friend left and the staff put a little boat on the river with a light and a flower for the vizsla girl what will be missed by her family…
to a new epawsode of Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton in pigtures….look what they found for this week …
getting older is not to get old.
thats only what the mirror told.
but we all know that mirrors are liars and such
and like scales they tell us too much.
so we love our inner younger self
and never trust da mirror on the shelf.
oh lord da phenny you looked odd as a kidlet…
I’m the guy on the left side… not the guy in the t-shirt… aaah ok….
-Chris Voss-
look what the mama bought in her junk store…its a vest thingy from a company who does lots of advertising via social media…
and its no cheap stuff…
so thanks to the junkstore for that deal… the tag said there is helium in that jacket… we hope the mama will not try to fly with it…
look what we found in junk store… a new ice cream…
its something for sailors, we are counter surfers , but that fits anyway…
and because that is only bio material in that jar, so you can use it for a face mask too, so you have a double spa day mfrom inside and outside… and so much fun for slinky 1.99…
we give that ice cream 4 paws and two dirty noses, that is like getting the michelin star… just saying…
after we sinked the Black Maria in the MARIA-na trench, we thought after causing destruction and depression it is time for a DIY project…
although people say china is behind an iron curtain, we got this wonderful plastic thermal curtains from Temu and if you know girls you know if they want something ,it has to happen right now.
we were suprised that our dad used needles and pins although this is a duct tape project … well sometimes we change our habits, right?
after one afternoon we had not only the kitchen but the living room prepared for that cold weather… that it became +11c the next day is probably a joke by Karma…
it looks like the entrance of a chinese cook-shop, it is loud when you walk through but it works like it should be…so YAY for Temu and Dad.
to Nature Furryday
and to FFFURRYDAY by da Aunty Yam
look at this sunrise… as long as the sun comes up every morning, we have the chance to get a good day… so we will not complain… you are only really in the bucket if instead of the sun a butt appears and the sh*t lands on your head…
and even when this fog has something from John Carpenters famous movie, there is magic inside the fog …
like in this trooper pansy we found in our garden for Rosy…
to a new epawsode of Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton in pigtures….look what they found for this week …
Its all for a monkey and one for da snail.
together we stand, together we fail.
Its all for rocknroll –
even when things are out of control.
-borrowed by Airbourne-
dude that was a week… to say it was out of control is like saying a volcano is a candle….
Sometimes the most productive thing you can do is to relax.
-Mark Black-
The mama of Forrest Gump once said Life is like a box of pralines, you never know what you will get…
and ours was even empty, because the bink bants killer at all that good chocolates…
who said a new year brings good things? this time the phrase happy new year makes us laughing … hysterically…
on the way to a walk our dad got lost. the gps was clueless too and in morning twilight he made a fatal decision.
there is an iron rule, if you are lost in the pampa, never… NEVER!!! leave the road and drive through mud and dirt …
and suddenly we landed in a deep road ditch, what was filled up with rainwater to the brim.
the mama was sent out to get help and she stumbled through the rain like a crazy crow
a hunter came, the mama stopped him and he came to the place where da dad and the black maria were in distress…
he called a buddy with a tractor and that moment we thought we go away with two blue eye but no hole in the head… but we were wrong… the tractor guy pulled, the car moved then the rope bursted with a noise like a fart and the car landed even deeper in the shit.
then they called insurance who sent a towing truck, meanwhile our neighbor came and the mama asked him for bringing us and her home. he did but we sat in the cargo area of his work van, between things what better should stay unnamed. da nelly was in such a fear that he tried to climb on the mama , no good idea.
then the mama went back to the crime scene with the neighbor where the towing truck arrived. we all hoped for an end of this nightmare but we were wrong again. the towing guy pulled the car out of the trench but too fast and because he said no one is allowed inside in case the metal rope bursts and will smash the window, the car plopped out like the cork of a champagner bottle and crashed hoodfirst in the trench of the other road side! man what the fu.ing f.ck!
with another car what pulled from other side and with towing the car sidewards it came back to the road bit by bit… but it really looks like the loser of a carambolage race now…
we are back on the road now and wait for the bill of the towing truck and the insurance… it really seems that to hope for better things just because a new year starts is in vain… sometimes the water is higher than your wellies and sometimes the water turns into sh.t… ugh.
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