Have I mentioned lately that I absolutely love it when mommy is home from the worky place? I love a long weekend where we just crash together. Sometimes I sleep beside her on the couch while she’s on my laptop writing. Sometimes I sit right beside her on the couch and watch the boob tube and snort at it making noises and flashing pretty lights. Regardless, I’m right beside my mommy and that’s all that matters.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m at home during the week with dad and it’s all good. He’s just not the mommy. Do you know what I mean? It’s not the same. He doesn’t talk pig and understand me like she does. Plus he doesn’t smell like mommy. That smell makes me all tingly inside. I’ll tell you a secret just between you and me. Sometimes when it’s wash day, when mom gets ready for the worky place in the morning she will give me her pajama top to snuggle in for my morning nap time. I drift right off to nighty night land with that. Dad gets it later when he does the wash so it’s fresh for her when she gets home.
So now you know. Dad is the master mind behind the Hotel Thompson. He runs this place top and bottom and takes care of everything here while mom is at the worky place. If only he baked cookies during the day, then it would be a perfect place – snort!
I hope all of you had an awesome weekend. What did you do? Where did you go? What did you watch on television or Netflix? Do share with this adventurous pig.
Hogs and Kisses – Bacon