Dear Bacon

22 Oct

Dear Bacon,

I just wanted to tell you what you are missing at the beach this week.  The sun is up, I have my shades on and I’m enjoying the people watching.  Wish you could have come with your parents.  Signed Shorty

Dear Shorty,

WOW – That looks like an awesome kind of time my friend.  Mom/dad have said perhaps next year will be different and I can partake at the beach.  We shall see.  Don’t forget your sunscreen!


Dear Bacon,

Do I need to sing you the song of our people in a happy dance?  Let’s rejoice while you are parent free.  Think of the possibilities of fun you can have.  Live it up my friend.  Don’t be sad.  Signed Pee Wee

Dear Pee Wee,

You do have some good points and I do appreciate you cheering me up.  Just one more day and mom will be back home.  Separation is good for the soul… but now it’s getting too much.


Dear Bacon,

Is it safe to come out yet?  Your 31 Days of Spook have gotten me kind of scared for every little bump in the night.  I know I’m a cat but well the humans here call me a Scaredy Cat.  Hey, if the shoe fits, right?  Is October almost over.  I don’t think I can take many more of your stories.  Signed Jumpy

Dear Jumpy,

You poor thing.  You might need to hold someone’s paw the rest of the month when reading my stories.  There’s just 9 more left.  You can make it little fellow.


Dear Bacon,

So your mom/dad went on vacation and left you.  So what!  My pool is nice and cozy.  Come on over so we can pawty my friend!  Signed Stud



Dear Stud,

Now you are talking my friend!  I can deal with that kind of relaxing.  Let me see if I can get my pig sitter Hannah to bring me over.  Oh YES!


Dear Bacon,

RAWR!  Did I scare you?  Huh, did I.  Were you scared?  Did you jump?  Is your heart pumping a million miles a minute?  Is it?  Huh?  I’ve been reading your stories.  I thought I would scare you my friend.  Did it work? Huh?  Did it?  Signed Ferocious

Dear Ferocious,

OMP (oh my pig)!  I jumped and almost hit the ceiling I was so scared my friend.  My tail went between my legs and I just can’t stop shaking.  You are so fierce looking – the horror.  I don’t know how I’m going to stand it.  Oh no!  I need to go potty – you scared me *that* bad!  Keep it up little guy!



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9 responses to “Dear Bacon

  1. Miss Harper Lee

    10/22/2013 at 12:41 pm

    You definitely need to get Hannah to take you over to Stud’s for a little pool party. Remember your sunscreen and a hat!

  2. easyweimaraner

    10/22/2013 at 12:46 pm

    Definitely, Pee Wee should sing a happy song….or maybe a song of dad’s rival Rod LOL

    • PigLove

      10/22/2013 at 1:52 pm

      Snorticles. Too funny. XOXO – Bacon

  3. Kuruk

    10/22/2013 at 12:51 pm

    Stud is one cool snow pup! Wooooowoooooooo!

    • PigLove

      10/22/2013 at 1:52 pm

      Yes he is. He is totally rad. XOXO – Bacon

  4. hutchagoodlife

    10/22/2013 at 6:13 pm

    Hehehe love that guinea pig in the shades! Cool dude! ^_^

    Nacho, Noah, Buddy & Basil

    • PigLove

      10/23/2013 at 9:12 am

      I thought about y’all when I saw him! Y’all are so cool! XOXO – Bacon

  5. The Scottie Chronicles

    10/23/2013 at 11:17 am

    So Bashful went with the peeps, too? I’m thinking you have the best end of the deal. You’ve got Hannah to watch when she screams with delight at your morning greetings!!!!

    ArOOOO, Stu

    • PigLove

      10/23/2013 at 12:00 pm

      I think you may be right. This morning when mom called, they said they have to drive over 250 miles to get back home. Bashful will be going stir crazy by then talking their ears off. Better them than me! Snorts. XOXO – Bacon


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