My Bashful is coming home!!
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My Bashful is coming home!!
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She was just standing there looking at all of the different cakes trying to decide just chatting away about this and that. Then dad said she almost jumped over the buggy into his arms. He was completely taken off guard until he looked up and saw this guy looking out at the world.
The next thing he heard was giggles and looked over his shoulder to see a couple of boys laughing like crazy. Then dad did the most amazingly stupid thing I’ve ever heard him do. He walked towards the boys with mom saying, “Get em”.
He walked up to the two lads and what did he do? He gave them high fives. Oh daddy. Why do you go to the market with mom? You always get in trouble there. Snorts – XOXO – Bacon
We have a real mystery here Scooby Doo. I need all of my crime solving friends to come help please. The biggest mystery has happened this week here at the Hotel Thompson. Dad’s favorite t-shirt is missing. Gone. No where to be found. MIA. No forwarding address – disappeared like it was in a magical act.
Like every Friday morning, dad gathered all of the laundry around the house, including his favorite t-shirt, for the wash. He does the same thing every Friday. Nothing unusual there. Clothes went in the washer and later he transferred everything to the dryer.
That’s when the mystery started. After all of the clothes were folded and put up, he couldn’t find his favorite shirt. I do say *his* favorite shirt because mommy can’t stand it – snorts. She says that there are more holes in his favorite shirt than in Swiss cheese. That’s a lot of holes. He says it’s comfortable and he loves it. Once upon a time, it had a picture of his old college – Georgia State University. But, he’s worn it so much that the picture has faded and it has become really ventilated. He even tries to wear out in public. Mommy says that people are going to think that she doesn’t clothe him or he doesn’t have any other clothes. He just laughs at her and tells her she doesn’t understand. Does your human daddy do this?
He calls mommy at our normal 3:00pm timespan when I wake up from my afternoon nap. He tells her about his favorite shirt being MIA. He’s actually heartbroken! Of course, she feels his pain but secretly between you and me, I think she was jumping for joy in her office that it was gone.
I kept sniffing around the house trying to find it all afternoon but no luck. When mommy came home, she had to look for it before she could even start dinner. I helped her with the search by following her around the house and giving her guidance and encouragement. You know a snort snort here – a snort snort there. Okay, it was almost comical but we had to be somewhat serious to help daddy out.
It was time for me to put on my sherlock costume and do some real investigation with mom. Our first place was the laundry room where the crime took place. Since she was tall, she checked out the washing machine while I did more ground work around the washer and the dryer. We both came up with nothing. WOW – it’s like it vanished in mid-air. Nothing – no clues at all. This is weird.
Then we went to the bedrooms. I followed her like the faithful sleuth I am as her sidekick snorting all the way. She checked the closet as I checked the floor and bed areas. Again, nothing at all. We just looked at each other in wonder and awe – maybe secretly grinning because said t-shirt had found a way of its own to disappear and neither of us had anything to do with it.
But all of this searching, had my pot belly rumbling. I snouted mom’s ankle and gave her my pleading ‘feed me before I shrink and wither away’ look. We called off the search to start dinner. Hey, a pig has to eat to keep up this investigations. After dinner, we would regroup.
Well, that was the plan. It just didn’t work that way. I ate too much – who would have guessed that? I needed some major snuggle time with mom on the couch. My belly needed to be rubbed and I needed a power nap. Well, needless to say we both got comfortable and fell asleep on the sofa together.
I really need some help my friends. These are the last known pictures of dad’s favorite t-shirt. Have you seen it??
Oh and by the way, the remote control for the television in the front room is also missing. This is quite a mystery we have here at the Hotel Thompson.
Mom/dad went to the local grocery mart this past weekend. They came home with the neatest picture. They said when they were at the store, they found a mini-me version of mom’s Smart car. This is so unique! In some ways, it looks bigger than mom’s car – snorts
I could ride in the front of this so called shopping car, beep the horn and have so much fun. No one in the store would *ever* think it was me in the front driving. Do you think? If they did, we would just tell them it was bring your pig to the store day – snorts. Have you seen these cool buggies at your grocery store yet? Daddy was hoping that he could fit in the front but mom said no. Looks like fun though, right? What do you think, smaller or bigger than mom’s car?
Smart Buggy –
Mom’s Smart car –
It’s that time of the year again when the cherries are in full flourish. Mom buys them at the market because they are suppose to be good for arthritis. She says it works so during this time of the year, we always have some in the cold box.
Mom made the mistake of giving me one last year and now I’ve been hooked ever since. Thank goodness I don’t have to fight dad for these – he doesn’t care much for them.
Mom takes the stem and seed off for me and gives me the actual cherry. I could
snarf down eat the entire bag if she could get the seeds out quick enough.
A little funny about cherries though. Don’t eat too many of them.
One time I ate so many of them that when I went wee wee, it was red. I thought dad was going to have to call rescue until mom remembered the cherries I ate. That was a close call. Snorts
They say that we can all stand on our heads. I don’t know. I think I may be vertically challenged or maybe my head is not flat enough. I just can’t seem to be able to do it all the way with my back legs straight up. It throws me off balance. Can you do it? Signed Not Happening
Dear Not Happening,
Never dear friend. Sometimes we are just not built to do these weird things that you see the humans partake. I can’t stand on my head. This pot belly of mine knocks me off center every time. And my mom, even though she’s human, she can’t do it either. Don’t try to be like everyone else. Make your own path and be happy – leave the sitting to your bottom.
There’s always that one idiot that has to pop in your picture. Can you relate? I was minding my own business in this shot. I just wanted it to look halfway decent to post on my Pet Harmony dating profile. Signed Available
Yep. I know exactly what you are talking about. Hemi, the purr thing here at the Hotel Thompson, thinks he should be in every camera shot. He is always photo bombing my pictures. Just keep smiling. Pay back can really be tortuous for our sidekicks. Right? Maybe sign up your friend as well on Pet Harmony and post his picture – of course with your picture cropped out. Snort giggles.
It’s a wonderful thing to have such great friends. Out in the pasture, sometimes I just get tuckered out. That’s my good buddy will help me out and let me take a nap. Isn’t that nice of him? Signed Sleepy on the Road
Dear Sleepy on the Road,
That is an excellent friend. I can’t say that I’ve ever seen that kind of friendship before. You are most definitely one lucky little guy!
I coach a soccer team on the weekends. We are always looking for a few new team players. You ever think about playing? I’ve heard that snout of yours can be classified as a deadly weapon. We could use a player like you. What do you say? Signed Coach Jones of Team Anipals
Dear Coach Jones of Team Anipals,
That sounds like a great deal of fun. I’m In to give it a shot. This snout is very wicked and these hooves are very fast!!
I think I need some anti wrinkle cream. Every time I wake up, I have more wrinkles! Soon, you’ll just see one giant sloppy dog. What can a pooch do? Please help. Signed Wrinkles
As Lady Gaga once said, “Just put your paws up, Cause you were born this way, baby”. Embrace the way you are and don’t try to fight it my friend. Be happy in your own wrinkles.
Remember friends – keep sending you pictures and questions to me at Baconthompson@gmail.com
Oh Bashful, you finally met some of your ancient relatives. You’re becoming such a rolling stone. 🙂 love you! XOXO – Bacon
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For those that do not know, I have a pet 🙂 His name is Bashful and he is my pet rock. He’s a great little tyke, does a lot of field trips and catches on fast. Believe it or not, he can be a little handful at times. He talks a million miles a minute, gets into everything but he’s a good stone. He’s also a quick learner.
Currently, he is across the pond this month to visit our good friend Easy at http://easyweimaraner.wordpress.com/ . They seem to be having a blast. I’m so very proud of him that he’s not gotten into any mischief. Surprised in a way because I know how he can be sometimes as a rolling stone.
Do you know he once ran off in the middle of our local WalMart? It took us some time to find him but we finally did in the frozen food section. He had steamed up the glass so it was hard to see him. They finally saw him though licking a strawberry pie. He said he got hungry. Of course, mom/dad had to buy the pie and that was a good thing because we all benefited from it that night 🙂
While he’s been gone, I’ve been working on a little project for him that he doesn’t know about 🙂 Don’t you just love secrets!? Mom has a friend that has been traveling on a fantastic vacation in Hawaii. He comes home today and he’s bringing me something. I’m not going to give it away yet. All I will say is Pohaku. Isn’t that beautiful? You’ll have to figure that out. But it’s for Bashful and his homecoming trip.
It will be interesting. Don’t you worry little man. I’ll take care of this guest until you get home. We are all excited here at the Hotel Thompson about it. Did I mention that there is *never* a dull moment here? We are always doing something.
Have fun little guy. Can’t wait to see some more of your adventures with Easy. Keep up the great behavior. XOXO – Bacon