Okay friends – Christmas is coming up soon…for those counting 103 days – snorts. Well my daddy, he is special – we all know that. He loves his toys. Literally, the man ❤ toys. He and mom went to Wally World a couple of weeks back and the first place he goes is the toy section. What can I say. My father is a child at heart. When they came back home, I found these pictures on mom’s iPhone. OMP (Oh my pig) is all I can say… and maybe WOW.
My dad wants to be a superhero. Now I know where I get those feelings from… I’ve always wanted to be Super Pig. So I’m thinking that with Christmas coming up soon, I’m going to buy him a costume from me – his number one piggy son. That’s where I need your help my friends. In the next six weeks, I’m going to show you a picture that mommy took of daddy in the toy section. At the end of six weeks, YOU can vote who my daddy needs to be and what I get him for Christmas. Sounds fair to me, you?
Okay – this week’s picture – thoughts? My dad – Batman. Alfred – get the Batcave ready – here we come!
Voting is next Friday! Thanks for all of your comments on my dad’s superhero masks for Christmas. Don’t forget to vote Friday, September 19, 2014 – snorts oinks
This is the biggest question that my mom and dad discuss every day. Not only is Houdini happy – but are all of us here at the Hotel Thompson happy. And we are. We are overly happy. We have the bestest of all lives. We play, we run, we cuddle, we eat and for the most part – we all get along.
But with the newest edition – mom *has* to know if he is happy. So, she’s been watching for signs. Anything to let her know that he might just be a wee little happy here. And then last night – she saw a sign AND she was able to video tape it. So here you go – do you *think* Houdini is happy here?
Mommy ordered a bunch of ‘stuff’ from Amazon lately. Everything is starting to come in now by mail. I’m just going to throw this out there. Mom needs help. A lot of help. I think she has finally went over the fine line of insanity. You don’t believe me do you?
Look at exhibit A to the left. This is one of the ‘things’ she has ordered lately. Shakes my piggy head. What is she trying to do to me – kill me? I can only roll my piggy eyes so much – snorts.
And I have to remind mommy. She kills grass. Literally – she can’t grow anything. How does she expect this chi-chi chiapig to grow with that insane hair?
I need some help my friends. I think mom may need a intervention. Any suggestions?
Miniature pot bellied pig and friends - Bacon, Houdini, Hemi and all of the Rock Clan with Journalist Rocky the Squirrel all out looking for adventures from the Hotel Thompson.
red a bunch of ‘stuff’ from Amazon lately. Everything is starting to come in now by mail. I’m just going to throw this out there. Mom needs help. A lot of help. I think she has finally went over the fine line of insanity. You don’t believe me do you?
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