Daily Archives: 09/10/2014

Mom’s New Friend

My silly mommy – snorts.  She got a package in the mail yesterday.  It was one of the things she ordered off of her Amazon account. She ripped the package open – and I helped in anticipation 🙂

That’s when I saw it.  Another pink imposter of a pig.  I say imposter because I’m the only *real* pig around the Hotel Thompson.  This thingy mom said she needed for work.  Yeah, shakes my head to the left and right.  Whatever gets you through the day mommy dearest.

Personally, I think you bought it just so it will remind you that you have me at home… waiting for you at the end of the day.  Yeah, that’s it.  A reminder of me… minus *my* long furry tail… minus the luxury black velvet color of *my* fur… minus my cute little marking on *my* snout… minus my little white skunk patch on *my* forehead.  Sure.  I can see how this imposter reminds you of ME.

Snorts, sticks his tongue out and goes to *my* room to pout.  Perhaps daddy should tuck me into bed tonight and read me a bedtime story.  You might be too busy playing with your imposter friend.


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I Just Know You Are Holding Your Breath For an Update

 Little Man Houdini is really settling in here at the Hotel Thompson.  He’s only been here for 10 days but in some ways – it seems like forever.  I have to admit that he has brought a lot of love and fun here.  I’m glad to say his potty training is coming right along.  He seems to be taking to it very well which is a great thing.  While mom and dad were at the vets office last Friday, they were told that Yorkies can be a little hard headed in this department and of course were given advice on how to said potty train Houdini.  Mom listened, stood her ground, put her hands on her hips and told this peep, “Look, I’ve potty trained a pig.  When you’ve done that, come talk to me.”  Go mom!  She’s right though. I’m house trained. And don’t you ❤ my mom when she gets fierce about one of her ‘kids’?  Snorts.


I thought I would share some pictures that I took of the little guy in the past couple of days.  This one to the left is one of my all time favorites of little Who-Who (see I’ve picked a nick-name for the little guy 🙂

I ❤ it when he stretches out on the floor with his little legs behind him.  Doesn’t that just tug at your heart?  He does this A LOT.  He also rolls around the floor, belly up and makes little chatter noise.  And notice, he’s got some of my toys around him in this picture.  See, I’m still sharing.



Another great picture of Who-Who is this one to the right.  He’s in his little bed playing with some toys.  And yes, some of those toys are the purr things toys.  See, even they are sharing with the little tyke.  And, in this picture you can really see how small Houdini actually is.

Dad said when they were at the vets last week, the doctor told them that Houdini weighed 2.4 pounds.  Houdini said there was no way and demanded the doctor re-weigh him because he had to weigh at least 50 pounds.  Just goes to show you what a ‘killer’ Houdini thinks he is huh?  Snorts.  I wonder where he gets that from in the family?

IMG_0480.JPGAnd I know you are probably wondering how Houdini is getting along with all of us anipals here at the Hotel Thompson.  Well Mouse Girl, one of the purr things here, could care less about him.  She stays high and away from him.  On the other hoof, Hemi (the other purr thing) here is very interested and wants to play with him so very bad.  As you can see in this picture to the left.  See the cat tube – Who-Who likes to drag it all over the house.  Hemi is looking at him to supervise.

And well that brings interaction with this little oinker.  So far, I’ve had supervised interaction.  This is with mom – either me in mom’s lap or mom holding Who-Who.  We have smelled each other.  We’ve even kind of played with our hooves/paws with each other.  The little guy even barks at me from time to time.  Mommy said there will come a day when I can actually play with him but not yet.  She said you can’t be too careful.  I’m not offended at that.  I mean heck, that Who-Who is vicious.  Who knows when he might attack me – right?  Snorts.  So there you go – your dosage of Houdini. 🙂



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Canned Bread Anyone?

A while back Nana gave mommy a can of this B&M Brown Bread with raisins.  It’s something that Nana’s mom used to fix when she prepared beanie weenies.  Mom and dad had never had it.  It sat in the pantry cabinet whispering to mom to try it every night when she prepared dinner.  It was like a stalker, “Try me tonight.”  “I’m good”.  “Really I am”.

Finally this past weekend, mom got the nerve.  She had dinner in the oven (of course beanie weenies) and it needed a bread of some sort to go with it.  She opened the pantry cabinet and this can of bread literally jumped out into mom’s arms in a final fleet of escape.  Mom thought what the heck.

She put her iron skillet on the stove and started melting some butter.  Then she looked at the can, kind of scared at first on how to go about opening it.  She opened one end of the can and knocked it several times on the cutting board hoping the bread would fall through.  It didn’t.  Okay.  You wanna fight can?  She then opened the other end of the can and pushed the bread through.  Can – zero and mom – one.

The bread.  Well let’s just say that it looked unappealing.  With a thud it dropped out onto the counter looking miserable.

That’s when the butter that was melting came into play in the iron skillet.  Mom cut the lump of bread into slices, coated them with the butter in the skillet and warmed them up.  She had doubts.  Trust me – we ALL had doubts about this so called bread in a can.  While it was warming, mom finished up her beanie weenies.  She then plated the bread and sat it on the table.

Mom and dad sat down and stared at their plates for a while.  Mom was like, “You try it first.”  And dad was like, “No, you try it first.”  Humans – they are so weird.  Then they both looked at me and said, “Let’s get Bacon to try it.  He likes everything.”  Why does that sound faintly familiar?  Snorts

I tried it.  I liked it.  But was I really the one to test this out?  I think not.  So dad got brave.  He picked up a piece and bit it.  Mom waited for a few minutes to see if he got sick or repulsed.  And guess what.  He didn’t.  He liked it.  He really liked it.  So mom tried some.  And guess what?  She liked it too.  It really wasn’t bad.  It’s a little dense but it went great with the beanie weenies.  Would they try it again.  Yep… and so would I.

Have you ever tried this kind of bread in a can?  I highly recommend you at least trying it once. You know broaden your food horizons like my mom and dad.  They were scared at first but welcomed the challenge.  You?


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