These days, I can’t let my so called human daddy go anywhere. He *always* gets into some type of trouble. St. Patrick’s Day is Monday, March 17th. Dad, the ever loving-gotta-have-some-fun with the holiday, went out on a mission to find some
trouble fun. I will share what he found today and tomorrow.
Now, my dad is part Irish so he thinks this holiday is made for him – snorts
Today, dad found a drinking buddy. This little guy that dad named O’Donnell sits on his shoulder so that he doesn’t have to drink alone. And when dad does start to drink, not only does he have a drinking buddy but I’m sure after a few, O’Donnell will even start to talk to him – snorticles. Good grief.
And just a note. With dad being part Irish, he once grew a mustache and beard. You guessed it. It was redder than O’Donnell’s beard. He was going to grow one for St. Patrick’s Day but mom said absolutely not. Dad replied by telling mommy, “You’re not the boss of me.” Well, you see who won that argument – snorts.
But never fear, even with dad’s Irish roots he doesn’t even drink alcohol. I guess mom will change the color of his sweet tea to green with a little green dye. That should make him merry just the same!
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Glad you could make it to this month’s edition of Bacon’s Tales of Terrors. I was hoping that you would show up again… not be too afraid to read this month’s posting. I bet you’re wondering what this graphic of a bunch of play mice has to do with todays Tales of Terror.
Do you remember a couple of months ago, I spoke about the mysterious ‘squeak’ here in the Hotel Thompson? No? There’s an unknown squeak. It sounds like a pet toy that squeaks. It goes off every once in a while, usually in the same room that everyone is in. You don’t think that’s scary? What if I told you that we don’t have any ‘squeaky’ toys inside of the Hotel Thompson. That’s right – none, nada, zilch.
You see, several years ago we had a beautiful laborador here at the Hotel Thompson. Her name was Honie Bear and she loved squeaky toys. Not to play with but to destroy – snorts. So mom/dad took up all of the squeaky toys throughout the house because they were afraid that Honie Bear would swallow the ‘squeak’. Honie Bear went over the rainbow about four years ago. Thus, mom/dad know for sure that there are no squeaky toys in this house.
But still, when things are quiet and everyone is in the same room together – even the purr things – they hear a squeak. Usually it’s just one squeak. It may go weeks or sometimes months without hearing it again. It’s not a mouse squeak – it sounds like a real squeak. And it gets the purr things attention. They try to look around the room for it and they never find it. Strange. And it is still happening. Mom/dad says that when Spring gets here, they are doing some major Spring cleaning to see if it shows up. But until then, it’s a sound that everyone here finds mysterious.
And something else happened a couple of weeks ago here at the Hotel Thompson that makes you go hhmm.
We keep our bathroom door closed here due to the purr things wanting to get in there and play with the water. Yep, you read that right. The play things like to get into the bathroom and play WITH the water. Shakes piggy head – we are a weird bunch here, huh?
Mouse Girl will go to the bathroom door, scratch on it and ‘call’ for daddy to come let her into the bathroom. Daddy was busy this date and kept telling her not right now. A few minutes of this went on and then it stopped. Daddy thought that was strange. So, he listened intently for a few minutes. He heard what sounded like someone getting on the toilet in the bathroom. If you have purr things, sometimes you will hear this. It’s like a stepping stone for them to get on the sink where they can then play with the water.
Daddy shook his head. Nah, the door was shut but yet he heard that noise. He went down the hall to check on the bathroom. The door was standing open, the light was on and Mouse Girl was on the sink playing with the water. Daddy *might* have said WTF and I’m not sure what that means but he was a little shocked. I mean, okay we can say that maybe the door wasn’t closed all of the way. And we can say that Mouse Girl knows how to turn the water on. But, the light. How did the light get turned on?
Makes you go hhmmm doesn’t it? Well, I hope you enjoyed my Tales of Terror on this 13th day of the month. And today or tonight when you are home, make sure you pay close attention to the lights in your bathroom for fear of them turning on themselves 🙂
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