Thanksgiving – Mmm

Today has been a good day. I’m full. No really. I’m full. I got some extra treats today and I like this holiday. It’s about food. What’s not to like? Mom, dad and nana went to an old house they called The Blue Willow Inn for dinner. Look at this picture –

They said the food here was awesome. It had to be because when mom got home she said she had to take a nap. That’s my kind of eating.

I’ve come across a couple of pictures today on the Internet that I would share. Hope you had a wonderful day with your loved ones. XOXO Bacon

 

Happy Thanksgiving!

I wanted to be the first to tell you Happy Thanksgiving! I hope you have a wonderful day and get to spend it with your loved ones.

I was too young to enjoy the day last year. I’m looking forward to some wonderful food samplings from mom. I’m always up for trying new food. She says that I will get to try some turkey – yay me. I can’t wait!

Don’t forget to remember what you are thankful for. I am thankful for wonderful adopted parents who have spoiled me rotten. I’m thankful for a home inside with my own room. I’m even thankful for two purr things for my siblings. And most importantly, I’m thankful for all of my friends that I have made through my blog. Much love to you for keeping me inspired and creative.

I’ll be sure to keep you posted about my festivities.

 

New Friend – Gangsta Style

So mom is on her Facebook page tonight surfing around and she comes across a friends picture. She shows me. Frown – I wanna be gangsta too mom. Maybe she’ll help me tomorrow be gangsta? Maybe my new friends mom, Michelle, can help a pig out?

Well here you go. Meet Gangsta Chicka

Do you do gangsta? Please share.

 

Tenderizing the Ham

Mom said something about having to tenderize the ham and then started scratching my hind legs. What does this mean?

She was home today from the worky place. She said she didn’t have to go back until Monday. Yay!! You know what that means? Mommy-piggy time! I’m on the sofa now watching television using moms iPhone. Gosh, this thing does everything!

Mom said that tomorrow is a holiday. Something about a turkey. She said I might get some. Can’t wait. Will report everything tomorrow!

 

Dear Bacon –

Dear Bacon,
Spiders eeww.  Nobody likes them man.  I’m sorry little dude.  I saw one on the floor.  It was huge.  There was no other place to go.  The evil thing was in the doorway threatening my manhood.  I jumped on the first thing I could to get away from it.  Sink be it.  This is how my master found me.  This doesn’t make me less of a dog does it?  My fear of spiders?  Signed Sweetness

Dear Sweetness,

Well, it might take you down a couple of notches.  You’re name my take you down a few more.  You are my fellow friend are a dog.  A big dog at that.  You could have easily walked over that little spider and saved you some grace.  Unless that spider is as big as you, you are the bigger person.  Start dogging up. 

 

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Dear Bacon,
Hey dude.  I read your blog all of the time.  I see people talking about yoga and I’ve seen some of the positions.  I gotta lot of stress in my life.  I thought I would try it.  WOW – it works great!  This is my zen trunk position.  It took me a long time to get the balancing together but it’s great now.  Have you tried it yet??  Signed Stingphant

Dear Stingphant,

That’s amazing!  I’m going to have to try some of these positions in my room when no one is looking, especially that Hemi.  It helps out in stress huh?  I really don’t have that much stress but I think over the holidays I’m going to try it.  I’ll keep you posted.

 

 

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Dear Bacon,
Who says zebras can’t be fast?  I’m tired of being the underzebra in the bush getting chased all of the time. I bought me a bike and it is the bomb!  Those pesky little cats can’t catch me anymore.  Whatcha think?  Signed Einstein

Dear Einstein,

I’m amazed!  First of all, you have the talent to ride a bike.  Second of all, I would have never thought about doing that to escape the cat.  But I do have a question.  How are you going to feel that thing up with gas when it runs out?  Just a thought to think about.  Stay safe my striped friend!

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Dear Bacon,
I love the water.  I just can’t get enough of it.  My favorite sport is water skiing.  Everyone said that due to my size that I would never be able to participate.  Well, I proofed them wrong.  Don’t let anyone say that you can’t do something.  You can.  Signed Geoffrey

Dear Geoffrey,

I’ve got to admit that if you can do that, I can do some of the things that I want to do in my life.  There’s nothing that can hold us back.  Thank you so much for the inspiration!

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Okay pig –

You think *you* have problems with those pesky purr things.  I have problems.  My master has pet mice.  You know where I’m going.  You can’t eat the pets.  But this, this is taking things a little too far and asking me too much.  What am I to do?  Signed Heathcliff

Dear Heathcliff,

WOW – mom does walk around telling me not to eat the cats.  I don’t.  I may tug on their tails a little but it’s all out of love.  But mice hanging around the head.  Oh buddy, there’s got to be a line somewhere and that’s pushing it.  You might need to leave the room when the master has those play things out wondering around.  I can hold back a lot but that – no way!  Be strong!

 

Life is SO Hard

At any given time, when mom is home I am right beside her.  Either playing up and down the hall chasing each other, folding clothes in the laundry room, at her feet in the kitchen, being combed on the front room floor or sitting beside her on the couch.  It’s what I do – she’s my mommy.

Sunday it was no different.  I’m so spoiled.  All I have to do is put my two front hooves on the couch and believe it or not she will pick up my hams and help me up on the couch.  It’s amazing the love that woman has for me!  I know – unbelievable isn’t it?

I stayed with her on the couch and we watched television.  (I’m facing the television in this picture.)  We were watching football.  There’s something about that game that is so familiar to me.  I can’t quite put my hoove on it. 

I fell asleep at half time.  Everyone says that I’m huge.  But I want you to take a look at these little legs.  I’m not big.  I have a short carriage.  I think the pictures make me look huge.  You know what they say about a camera making you look like your 10 pounds heavier.  That has to be it. 

A little bit later on, mom got up to get a drink.  I woke up.  Mom just laughed at me.  The first thing I did – I yawned.  Mom forever with her camera got me in mid yawn.  See my little tongue.  Isn’t it too cute like me?  Wiggles tail.  A lot of people don’t think about my ‘mouth’ per say because they can’t get past my snout.  I have a mouth.  I have a little tongue.  I have little teeth. 

Of course, I had only been sleeping what 4 or 5 hours and woke up sleepy.  Me and mom got up to get a drink and guess what.  We both went right back to the sofa again – LOL  I love it when mom spends time with me on my sofa.  It’s our piggy mommy time!

 

Hijacked by Hemi

Greetings fellow pig followers,

Meow – my name is Hemingway… or as the pig refers to me, Hemi the Wonderful.  He doesn’t say that, does he?  It’s okay.  Don’t believe everything the little man tells you.  I’m as innocent as a new born babe.  I wouldn’t hurt a fly… perhaps play with him for hours but not hurt him.  

This house is big enough for the three of us as long as the other two know their place on the food chain.  I rule.  It’s a simple as that.  I’m head of the food chain.  The other two are tied for second on the chain.  It’s not being a bully.  It’s not being over bearing.  It’s just that simple.  I’ve been here at the Hotel Thompson the longest.  Mom and dad got me from the shelter when I was only three weeks old.  They bottle fed me and my brother at the time.  Mom even took us to work with her every day for several weeks.  Beat that one pig.  I think you’ve only been to work one time and cough cough I think you fit right in where she worked.  But, that’s another story.

Three years ago, my brother Tybee passed away.  It was sudden and I admit I grieved for him.  He was the runt in our litter and yes he knew his place as well.  But I did miss the little fellow.  I had the house all to myself but there was something missing.  I didn’t have anyone to boss around… I mean play with.  Yeah, that’s it.  So bless mom’s heart and trust me she has a big one.  She called my vet and told them what was going on with me.  Do you believe they had the gall to suggest getting another cat for the house?!  And to top it off, a girl cat.  What was up with that.

So mom and dad went to the shelter again looking for a sister for me while I moped, I mean took over the house.  They went to look at one particular cat they had saw on line but that cat didn’t bond with mom.  But while they were there, there was a cat that just wouldn’t shut up and kept trying to get mom and dad’s attention.  When they held her, she purred.  When mom asked her name, it was Mouse Girl.  That name had a special meaning to mom.  And then they asked her birthday which also had another special meaning with mom.  It was meant to be unfortunately for me. 

They brought the little vixen home who at the time was only one.  She was bigger than me!  This wasn’t a cat.  This was a sasquatch of cats.  Mom said she was a Maine Coon.  I still say sasquatch.  She is huge!  And talk about an attitude.  See this picture to the left?  She is the little princess darling in the bunch.  She wants loving when she wants loving.  Now, she’s come a long way in the household and she will play now.  And, thank goodness she doesn’t know her size.  Don’t let that sweetness full you though.  Mom has caught her in the act picking on ME and then acting like the victim.  Way to go mom!  

Mom says that I pick on her because I … hold on a sec let me cough up this furball… love her.  UUMMM I don’t know about that. I tolerate her.  I don’t want anything to happen to her.  That doesn’t mean I love her.  She’s the little princess in the house and for the most part gets her way in everything because she’s a girl.  She knows she can run to daddy and daddy will save her spoiled little behinney every time.  It’s okay, daddy has to sleep sometimes. 🙂 wink

 As long as we all know our place in the home, it’s all good.  We’re all loved.  We’re all taken care of.  It may seem like this pig gets all of the attention but he doesn’t.  He’s not like the purr persuasion.  He can not take care of himself.  We can.  We are the better breed.  And yeah, I guess I do care for the little oinker.  He can take a slap across the fanny pretty good when we’re playing and he is fun to play with.  So bottom line is that we all do get along. 

Maybe this will teach the little snort munchkin not to leave his computer open when he sleeps.  I hope you had a puurrfffectly good time.  Don’t tell the Bacon I was here okay.

Hemi Out!

 

Saturday Night Ghost Stories

 

This past weekend dad did something to his back so he slept a lot in the bedroom.  Mom stayed in there too keeping him company.  So us kids were on our own Saturday night.  Hemi, the devil in disguise, thought it would be funny to tell ghost stories.  He scared me and Mouse Girl so bad that we both hid… I mean slept in my crate together.  If I could have closed the door, I would have.  There’s frightening things out there.  Of course, he just strutted around the house thinking it was so funny.  Does nothing scare that cat?! 

I found this picture on the internet and it reminded me of him.  He is a rotten cat!  Don’t you think? 

 

E-Farmony

 

HA!  I see a commercial all of the time similar to this when I’m watching television with mommy.  I found this last night and thought it was hilarious!  Don’t you know this happens?  I’m sure it does.  Of course, I didn’t go on the site.  I’m too young for stuff like that.  Can you imagine more than one of me running around the Hotel Thompson?  Mom and dad would have a stroke!  LOL

 

 

 

Crime Scene Photographs

All I can say is that my mom works with a bunch of sickos.  They thought this shirt was funny.  Yes it might be in a way if I wasn’t on there!

 

 

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