Dear Bacon

Dear Bacon,

Can you tell by this look that I’m tired of the ever ending question that I *always* get? You know the one. Do I have to say it? “How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop?” Arrgghh – WHO cares?! Signed Aggravated Who

Dear Aggravated Who,

I know the answer to that. “One, Two and Three BITE”. PRAOL (Pig Rolling All over Laughing). I kill myself. That’s so funny! I know, I know. I’m sorry. I really do feel you… but you gotta admit it’s funny!

Dear Bacon,

What? You don’t get on your high horse sometimes and ride it? It’s really kind of fun. It even rocks – you just can’t see it the legs on the bottom. I rock it all over the room. Hey don’t knock it until you try it. Signed – Signed Spare the Paws, Ride a Horse

Dear Spare the Paws Ride a Horse,

My little snort just laughed on that one. I like it. Yeah, I’m going to have to stop literally getting on my high horse and start getting on that kind of horse. So funny!

Dear Bacon,

I guess I kind of fell into this situation. I got stuck between a rock and a hard place. The problem is, how do I get unstuck? And what if that rock moves just a tiny little bit, that’s a long fall into the river. Signed, Fellow Short Legs

Dear Fellow Short Legs,

That is really cramped corners. If I was stuck like that, I would be screaming, snorting and barking to the high heavens for my mommy. Warm up those vocals my friend. You’re in for a bumpy ride! P.S. You can swim, can’t you?

 

 

Dear Bacon,

Have you ever had one of those days that you ended up in the kitchen like this? I just couldn’t take it any longer. My little paws had it. Signed, Tummy Up

Dear Tummy Up,

I’ve been there a couple of times in my little life. Usually though, mom is there to give me belly rubs. You do look really comfortable though. Scrunch around and get attention. Perhaps someone will come by and scratch that belly.