Daily Archives: 01/17/2013

Snow in the South – Snort LOL

20130117-075609.jpg When me and mom were watching the news this morning during our morning mommy/piggy bonding time, we saw the most awesome thing on television.  The news person said a four lettered word.  Mom says it’s not really a bad word unless you use in the context that the weather person did… you know like… “There’s a possiblity of snow”.  Thud.

Mommy says this picture is *exactly* how we are in the south when it comes to snow.  Snort – she started telling me stories about snow in the south.  We shut down.  We can’t exist.  Heck, you mention the upcoming “S” word and the grocery stores are bombarded.  Mom says that milk and bread fly off the shelves faster than Superman chasing a speeding bullet. 

I’ve never seen the white stuff myself.  I’ve heard it’s really, really cold.  I’m not much into cold but I think I would like to see it, at least through my bedroom window.  Mom even showed me this picture that she took a couple of years ago of our front yard.  It doesn’t even look the same with all of that white stuff!

Can you believe that snow in the south in GEORGIA?! I could just see myself bouncing around out there in it playing.  But then again, that would be out ‘there’ and nature would get on me.  I might have to rethink that.

Talk to you later – Hogs and Kisses – Bacon 

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Things I Need – Really I Do


I know – you’re saying I don’t need need anything at the Hotel Thompson because I probably already have everything.  But really, there are some things that maybe I don’t “need” but want.  Piggy wink.

Life for instance, a hobbit house in nature.  This would be absolutely insane!  I could go ‘outside’, walk across nature, try not to step in it and into my hobbit home.  Of course, it would have to cable, my flatscreen, air conditioning and my bathroom installed but wouldn’t it be awesome?!  I could order up room service from mom and dad to see if they can make a hobbit delivery – snort.



Then, maybe I don’t need an Elvis dog.  But I would love to be Elvis Pig for a day.  Can you picture me singing “You Ain’t Nothing but a Hounddog?” Oh – so funny to even think about that.  Yep, I like the King.  Mom listens to him on her iPod sometimes when she is cleaning at the Hotel Thompson.  (Between us, her favorite Elvis song is Teddy Bear).  I think he’s a snort.  The man had some talent in the day.  Those were the days of awesome music and entertainers who knew how to dress… well that’s what mom and dad says.  I’m not really sure… I’m not that old (although apparently dad is) – snort.



And this leads us to my purr brother Hemi.  I tell you purr things in general are extreme little acrobats.  Look at the move this cat made the other day when I borrowed mom’s camera.  He can actually touch his tail and his back feet with his tongue.  I was in simple awe.  I couldn’t believe it – He’s got the Moves Like Jagger!

I can’t even touch my front hooves with my tongue let alone my back hooves, tail or heaven forbid my pot belly.  So God, grant me the ability for one day okay.  I would really make the best out of being a little acrobat for 24 hours.  And think of the pictures mom would be able to come up with.  They would have to be priceless. 

Simply priceless!


And call me Thompson, Bacon Thompson.  I would absolutely love to be Secret Agent 003 1/2 – just for one day.  I would take my water straight up shaken not stirred – snort snort – I kill myself with these things.  It would be awesome to be up there in the listings with the famous ones such as Sean Connery, Pierce Brosnan, Daniel Craig, Roger Moore and Timothy Dalton.  They were all my favorites.

Did you know that Iam Fleming created James Bond in 1943?  Way before my time but I’ve watched all of the movies with dad and mom.  Bond is so masculine and so suave with his British accent.  You have to admit the man has moves!

So no, I don’t *need* these things.  I would just like to try them for one day… 24 hours.  I promise I would make the absolute best out of the situation. Except the hobbit home.  I would like to have that for real in my back yard.  You could come visit.

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