Dear Bacon,
We read your weekly Dear Bacon issue every Tuesday at Old McDonald’s Farm. There has been a lot of questions about one being able to touch their nose with their tongue. I don’t get the fascination with this. All of us cows can do it. I had Myrtle take my picture of me doing just for the proof. What do you think little pig? Signed Bertha P.S. Old McDonald said you are welcomed anytime here at the farm. It would be a hoot if you came for a visit!
Dear Bertha and friends at Old McDonald’s Farm,
Wow! The proof is in the picture. I too don’t know what the fascination is. I can touch my snout with my tongue. Thanks to all of your friends at the farm for the invite. Next time I’m that way, I’ll drop in for a visit. Maybe I’ll bring the rocks with me so they can have a field trip. It would be a blast my friends!
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Dear Bacon,
This is my scary look. We’ve all taken turns reading your 31 Days of Spook here in Kentucky at the stables. Pig – you are some scary wrapped with HORROR. Where have you been hearing all of these frightening tales? Have been talking to Stephen King himself? Signed Hoarse from Screaming
Dear Hoarse from Screaming,
Thank you very much my friend. I take that as the compliment it was intended. I watch a LOT of television and I read a LOT of scary books. And, it helps that mommy likes a little of the macabre as well. You just have to remember – ghosts are our friends. They just have a lot of unfinished business to say the least.
And yes. Stephen King is a big inspiration to this little oinker. You know they say he dreams about a lot of the work he creates. Can you imagine living in his home? WOW! Now that would be scary.
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Dear Bacon,
I am blaming this ALL on you. If you didn’t write about such scary horror postings, I wouldn’t have gotten scared and climbed into the pillow and then the pillow wouldn’t have gotten scared and threw up. It’s all your fault. Signed Shaking Pooch
Dear Shaking Pooch,
I see my friend. It’s all my fault. Shaking head sideways. I did everything. Uh huh. Blame it on the pig that can type. Snorts. But I do give you kudo’s for coming up with such an original story to get out of trouble my friend.
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Dear Bacon,
They see me rollin’ – they hatin’. What can I say? I like to make things happen like you. It beats running through the hood. I just jump my board and presto magic – I’m there with a little push from my human. Why don’t you try it? I think you would like it. It’s groovy. Signed Poochy Hawk
Dear Poochy Hawk,
I like it! Anything where I don’t have to lose a few pounds by exercising, I’m all for it my friend. I’m off now to talk to daddy about it. I pick daddy because I think *he* will go for it. Be safe and have fun. I’ll see you on the streets!
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Dear Bacon,
It only takes that one word to get us all to the attention we are here in this picture. Nope it’s not the Dear Bacon issue – sorry little man. Nope it’s not the cat doing a pole dance – sorry Mouse Girl. It’s that wonderful glorious four lettered word that *ALL* of us drop everything we are doing and run to the kitchen. FOOD. We can’t help ourselves. Tell me we are not the only ones. You do the same thing too, right? Signed Cinco Foodies
Dear Cinco Foodies,
Puts head down. You are not alone my friends. It happens to the best of us. I am guilty in the first degree as well. What can we say? Food delivers us from all evil happenings. While we are eating, we can’t be up to no good? Keep up the fine work my friends.
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Remember anipals – if you have questions and pictures, continue to send them to me at Baconthompson@gmail.com Thanks and have a great one!