Mom forever has her camera out snapping pictures. She says that she does this because it’s hard to get a good picture of me. You could have fooled me. With all of her snapping craze, it’s a wonder I don’t have seizures with the flash going off all of the time. Seriously mom – step away from the camera for a while. I’m forgetting what your face actually looks like – snort.
Mom caught me in action with this picture. See dad is sitting over there. You don’t see him. You just see me stretching on the side of the sofa. He was petting my head like I’m a good pig. I was actually trying to see what he was eating. I know he was eating something. I could hear him crunching it in his mouth. He knows better than to eat in front of me. If you eat in front of me, you have to share. House rules at the Hotel Thompson.
Mom felt bad for me afterwards so she went into that magical kingdom beyond the baby gate and fixed me a snack. I love this place called the kitchen. It holds such wonders and culinary delights!
Yes, notice the fine china upon that I eat – the piggy plate is my designated plate. Got it – don’t be taking my plate here at the Hotel Thompson.
Tonights delicacies were yellow squash and frosted mini wheats. I know – it’s the perfect combination. It was yummy. These are two new foods that mom let me try last weekend. I can’t get enough. And do you know, I caught mom eating one of *my* frosted mini wheats?! What’s up with that. I’ve also caught dad eating some of my animal crackers. Next thing you know, they’ll be begging ME for food when I’m eating. Shakes head – what’s a pig to do? I’ve so got to better train them.
Well my friends – have a fantastic weekend. My plans are playing, eating, watching television, eating, snuggling on the sofa, eating, surfing the net and well you guess it – eating. Enjoy!
XOXOXO – Bacon