Bacon’s Show and Tell

Hello friends!!  As you know, I’ve been posting pictures of mom’s childhood toys and calling it Blast from the Past.  My good friend Christina  suggested I put together a posting that everyone can participate in with sharing a toy(s) from their past.

I am putting together Bacon’s Show and Tell scheduled for Monday, June 30th, 2014.  Post a blog this date to share a toy(s) from your childhood and tell us a little something about the toy.  What it meant to you.  Do you still have it?  When did you get it?  Do you have a picture of it?  Whatever you want to share.

Let’s see how many people we can get to post on June 30th, 2014 and participate in Bacon’s Show and Tell.  Mark your calendars and share with your friends – let’s relive some childhood memories!

NOTE:  You don’t have to still have your toy from your childhood.  Talk about what your favorite toy that you had, describe it and why it was your favorite 🙂

Many thanks to Christina for the suggestion!

 

A Special Birthday Shout Out –

Today is a most special day.  Today my little friend Cocco turns the BIG two years young.  Can you believe that?!  Time flies by so fast when you are having fun.  I gotta give my pal, my buddy, my little mini-me a special shout out.

You were one of the very first piggy friends I made when I started my blog so many years ago.  Little man, I look up to you.  You’re as cute today as you were back then.  Us little piggies have to watch each others back.

I hope today finds you full of your favorites – cream cheese, peanut butter and watermelon.  If we were closer, I would so throw you a surprise birthday party in my magical backyard inviting all of our anipals.  Love you my friend!!

 

Dear Bacon

Dear Bacon,
There always has to be that one goofy person in your life that has to do the most insane things.  Meet my brother Hekyll.  He’s an idiot.  You have any ideas on what I can do here?  Signed Jekyll

Dear Jekyll,
PLOL (piggy laughing out loud).  Insanity must run through your family my friend.  Maybe Hekyll was dropped on his head too much as a pup.  Maybe he just wants to have fun.  Maybe you’re right and he is insane?  What we know for sure, he’s a fun guy and you can’t pick your family.  Try not to stop the insanity too much – go with it and have fun my friend.

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Dear Bacon,
What?  Can’t a guy just hang out in the sand and ponder the day?  I thought I would perhaps have a little privacy here but nope  Here comes mom with the flashy thing taking my picture.  What do you do my friend for a little alone time?  Signed Wazzup

Dear Wazzup,
Hey friend.  You do realize that you are taking a siesta in your potty, right?  That’s not glorious sand that is on the beach.  That is a potty field.  Perhaps you should try to find your zen time alone somewhere else that the human can’t find you with the flashy thing.  You’re small.  I’m sure there are loads of places – under the bed, in the back of the closet, on a high shelf, on top of the fridge.  You get the drift.  Have fun exploring.

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Dear Bacon,
I don’t get it.  Dad says he’s taking me to work with him today.  I’m all for that until he puts this silly tie on me.  Why do I have to wear a tie?  It makes me look stupid.  What do you think?  Signed Mr. Golden

Dear Mr Golden,
Well, the up side is you get to go to work with your dad.  That’s what I would focus on my friend.  If he wants you to wear a tie – go for it for a little freedom and insight to see what the man does all day.  And please report back about what fun you had.

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Dear Bacon,
Oh dear kitty heavens!  Make it stop please.  Why does it have to kiss me?  EEWW – and what’s up with throwing her leg up in the air while she is doing it?  This is way beyond the cootie factor.  What to do?  Signed Girls Have Cooties

Dear Girls Have Cooties,
I have to admit my friend that it’s actually a cute and awesome picture. Believe me, there will come a stage in your life when you actually WANT girls to kiss you.  Remember that okay.  And try to be nice to your friend.  You never know when you might need her 🙂

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Dear Bacon,
Mom was cleaning the oven.  She left the door open so it could ‘air out’ as she stated.  I thought this was an ideal moment to find (A) a place that was warm and (B) a place the stupid dog couldn’t get into.  Mom came back to the kitchen and found me like this.  I don’t get it.  What’s the big deal?  Signed 350 Degrees

Dear 350 Degrees,
Of all the places in your home, I think you might want to find another place to hide from the barky thing.  You do realize that you are in the oven.  You know the place that the humans put things in and then take things out COOKED.  Do you really want to be a cooked kitty?  Lord help you if your daddy human came home and shut the door without seeing you there.  Shivers to mergatroid.  I stay as far away from the oven as I possibly can…. you know for obvious reasons.  I would highly recommend that you do the same my friend.

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Thank you so much my anipals for sending your pictures/questions to me.  Please continue to do so at baconthompson@gmail.com