HI EV-FURRY WE ARE SLOWLY GETTING TO EV-FURRY ONE..BUT MUMZ BEEN SLACK..SO WE HAZ AWARDZ TO CATCH UP ON (WEEZ MADE A NOTE!! ) AND I AM SURE WE HAZ FORGOTTEN TO CHECK ALL THE FURRIENDZ BLOGGIEZ...IF WE MISSED ONE...TELL SANTA TO LEAVE MUM A LUMP OF LICORICE...SHE HATEZ IT BOL BOL ...
ANYWHO...WE WAZ LAUGHIN OUR BEANZ OFF WHEN WE WAZ HIJACKIN MUMZ COMPUTERZ COZ WE FOUND SOME THINGZ WHAT OUR FURRIEND…
Okay friends – it’s time. Let the decorating begin! This is nana helping me get out my Christmas stocking to hang by the fireplace with care – snorts. I’m thinking I might just need a bigger one this year. I’ve been really, REALLY nice. Heck, no naughty here for at least what the past couple of weeks
But seriously, it’s time to get things going – start making lists and visiting the big guy. I wonder if I can go to the mall to get my picture taken with Santa Claus this year? I’m going to have to ask mom about that.
Are you decorated yet? Lights outside? I’m thinking I need to do a runway with lights so he doesn’t miss me. I wonder if I can get dad outside to do that for me? Ohhh daddy ….
Have a great day my friends! XOXO – Bacon
Aaaww – my friends over at http://thegymgerbil.wordpress.com/ gave me this award today. Thank you so much! Nothing makes this piggy more happier than getting awards… okay maybe food but it’s a close second. My tail is wagging so much from being happy that I think I’m going to take flight here at the Hotel Thompson.
The award is simple. Nominate ten other friends. WOW – Simple as pie. mmm – pie. Did someone mention food? Snorts.
Congratulations my friends – these are in no particular order :
Holy mergatroid! Nana bought mommy the biggest sock monkey *I* have ever seen. It’s bigger than me. Heck, I think that sock monkey could ride this little oinker’s back. Uh-oh. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that. The next thing you know, mommy would be buying me a saddle to ride. Scratch all of that.
So nana bought the sock monkey to ride shotgun in mom’s Smart car. He is in the passenger seat of her car. Shame on him for not buckling his seatbelt – snorts.
And if it’s bad enough, she named him. You won’t believe this – Monkey Man. Rolls piggy eyes. Really mom? Monkey Man?
Mommy even introduced Monkey Man to our neighbor Big Daddy. Can you see the size of Monkey Man – he’s huge!? I wonder what they fed him in the store?
But Monkey Man had a long talk with Big Daddy about being a good boy and not getting into trouble with the other sock monkeys in the back of mom’s Smart car. You know that talk about setting an example. It should be interesting.
I don’t know about you, but that sock monkey just looks like Trouble with a capital T. I have a funny feeling that ya’ll will be hearing about him soon. I just have a butterfly in my pot belly. You think the same?
I just hope Monkey Man doesn’t turn into Chucky – squeal!