Collect Rocks Day

 

 Journalist Rocky the Squirrel here –

Keeping my paws on the nuts of the world!

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Today, September 16th is Collect Rocks Day!  This day is right up Bacon’s alley.  You know because Bacon collects rocks.  Not just any rocks but pet rocks.

Collect Rocks Day is a day to enjoy your pet rocks.  Pet rocks are not just stones that sit there all day.  They are individuals.  They are pets.  They have wonderful attitudes. And might I add – they are PROS at Hide and Go Seek.  One time, Bashful hid in the fish tank and it took us almost three days to find him – that was fun!  So you see, they also have a sense of humor.

It doesn’t matter what they look like.  It doesn’t matter what economical background they come from.  All that matters is the love and fun that is had with your rocks.  Sounds like humans should take note of this huh?

So from all of the rock clan here at the Hotel Thompson (Bashful, Manny, Princess Coralena, Virginia, Benedict Cumberock, Koishi, Rockelle and Speedy Rock) Happy Collect Rocks Day!

 

Guess Who Came Home?!

 Jumping all around and squealing.  Guess who came home yesterday. Go ahead – guess.  Can you guess?  Do you know?  Do you want a hint?  Go ahead guess.  BASHFUL my international rolling stone.  He’s been spending time with my buddy Speedy in the United Kingdom the past couple of months.  He has told all of us some awesome stories of adventures he had with Speedy.  They danced and boogied to the radio.  Played in the garden together.  Met some ponies and some girls ❤  And of course some things that happened in the United Kingdom – stays in the United Kingdom – snorts.

The mailman delivered a box to the steps of the Hotel Thompson and once we opened it, we found a booty of goodies.  Bashful dressed like a pirate.  Pirate coins, notebooks and a sleeping bag!  Can you believe the goodies?!

And you know what?  Bashful came home with a friend – cheers, screams and snorts.  May we present to you Speedy Rock to the left.  Awesome – spectacular – fun – amazing.  Look at the resemblance to Speedy – all the way to the ears to the bushy tail.  OMP (oh my pig!)  We were snorting with delight here.

And the gals – Princess Coralena, Virginia, Rockelle and Koishi were falling all over him and his accent… or was it his eye patch?  I think they are all in ❤ and hey – what’s there not to be in love with, right?

Thanks Speedy for showing my tyke a most excellent adventure.  And I guess that brings up the next question.  Just where in the world will Bashful show up next?  And to those that have signed up on the list to host Bashful, don’t give up.  We are slowly working down the list.  It might take a while, but it will get to you.

 

 

Dear Dezi – Special Edition

September we are highlighting some of my friends who volunteered to help me out with my Dear Bacon issue. Today’s special edition is by my sweet dear purr thing Dezi.  If you don’t know Dezi, you *must* go visit her and check her out.  Tell them that Bacon sent you.  Now, on to some great advice to help out our fellow anipals.

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Dear Dezi,
My humans forgot to bring me in for the night. Help! I don’t think they hear me or see me hanging on out here. What can I do? Has this ever happened to you? Signed Knock Knock

Dear Knock Knock,

Oh meez sweet furiend yous need new hoomans!!! But ifin yous gunna stay maybe yous oughtta we-fink goin’ outside or get yous hoomans to put in a cat flap. But fur now at least when yous do get inside again, leave them sum luvly hairball designs on their pillows and in their underwear drawer. Bet they don’t soon fur get that. Me made this hairball once that….oh yeah not da purrawlem. Anyways, don’t furget to steal da T.V. remote and giv it to da neighborhood dog.

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Dear Dezi,
I think I’m in trouble here. I got invited to the party. I just didn’t realize I was going to be the main attraction to the party. What am I suppose to do now. Little help here please. Signed Walking Dinner

Dear Walking Dinner,
Yous need to stawt investigatin’ yous dinner invitations and make suwe yous not da main course. After all, yous don’t have to accept evewy invite. Yous know this weminds me of da time….oh yeah, it’s not about me. As fur yous situation, it’s too late now, so just point them in da direction of da neawest golden arches and then stawt flappin’ those wings like nevew afur. Yous life just might depend on it.

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Dear Dezi,
Does the outfit make me look tough? My dad says I have the eye of the tiger but yet my mom says I float like a butterfly and sting like a bee. What do you think? Signed Upper Cut

Dear Upper Cut,
Yous do look tuff. Me wuld suwe want yous in meez corner.  Let me tell yous ‘bout….Aw nevew mind, yous worried ‘bout floatin’ like a butterfly and stingin’ like a bee. You know it’s not always looks dat count. There wuz a famous dude once dat floated like butterflies too. Hims wusn’t much to look at, but hims wuz like da heavy weight champ boxer of all time. So it looks like yous followin’ in da wight footsteps. Keep yous chin up and growl a bit, me finks hims did.

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Dear Dezi,
I’m ready for the beach. My flippers are on and I’m ready for some adventure. My favorite shows to watch on the nature channel show seahorses. Do you think I can blend in with them? Signed C.Horse

Dear C.Horse,
Yep yous got yous flippers on alwight. Let’s see…will yous fit in? Well these days yous wuld fit wight in most evewywhere so me dusn’t see why not. Yous might wanna check into an air tank tho’ meez not suwe yous lungs can take all at water. Yous know don’t ya’ dat male sea horses hav da babies? Is dat da kinda adventure yous lookin’ fur? Me dusn’t fink it works dat way ifin so. Yous might get luckier and find mowe adventure in da nearby pasture.

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Dear Dezi,
I don’t get it. Why are my humans laughing at me and taking pictures? Do you get it? If so, please explain to me. Please. Signed Jagger

Dear Jagger,
My what big teef yous hav.  And they be so white. Yous hoomans shuld be fankin’ their lucky staws yous not need dental work. But hoomans do hav a stwange sense of humor and always wiff da flashy box too.  Meez  mommy is always… ah hoo cawes. I fink yous vewy fotogenic and maybe sumday yous will be as pawpular as Lassie or Rin Tin Tin. Hoo ya’ fink’ll be laffin’ then. Yous dude while yous head on down to da local piercin’ shop and buy yous self a 24 kt. gold gwill.

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Remember my friends – Dear Bacon can’t happen without *you*.  Please continue to send your letters and questions to me here at the Hotel Thompson at baconthompson@gmail.com