Daily Archives: 12/25/2014
Mommy’s Food Blog Reminder
Friends – If you get a chance, you *must* check out mom’s food blog here. You will NOT be disappointed. Those pictures of hers just make me want to lick the computer screen. YUM-YUM! Don’t forget to let her know what you think. ❤
Merry Christmas from up North Down Under
Where’s Bashful? Now you know. Having fun with friends!! XOXO – Bacon
I want to wish all my beautiful bloggie friends a wonderful Christmas..I have been awol and with good reason..we have been busy having an early Christmas as Fozziedad and I left the state on Xmas Eve ..morning ..at 3.30 am we were up….urghhhh we dropped the pups and kitties off at our fave boarding kennels…a 3 hour drive from home..then stayed in the city and yep up 3.30 next morning..you see we have a special ‘guest’ with us ..yep Bashful!
Bacon let us take the little guy with us on our trip to Far North Queensland..so we are in Palm Cove and plan on taking him with us to all the good stuff!
So with internet being on/off we have been kinda in limbo!
The Sunday we had Doc to the vet with a pancreatitis attack again and were just a whisper from cancelling our trip..then the Monday I was…
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Last night, I made a deal with the purr things. We were going to hang out near the Mickey Mouse lamp pole all night in hopes of seeing the mysterious Santa Claus. Mom/dad told us all that he wouldn’t come as long as our eyes were open. So in preparation, we taped them open just in case Mr. Sandman came first. We waited and waited to no avail. The purr things got frustrated and went to mom/dad’s room to sleep on the Select Comfort. I myself was determined. I mean hey, they don’t call me pig headed for nothing, right? Snorts.
So I waited and waited – no snow – no reindeers – no fatman in red. I was having a hard time trying to stay awake. I jumped on the sofa and that was a big mistake. Before I knew it, my eyes were droopy, my breathing had slowed and I had drifted off to peace on earth.
I’m not sure how much time had passed but something awakened me and it wasn’t my gas. I kept one eye closed and barely opened the other. To my surprise I saw a big fat guy all in red. He was quietly putting pretty wrapped presents around the pole that he had first mistaken as a stripper pole – oh dear Lord. But hold everything and wait a minute what is that caught my attention? A woman was beside him wearing next to nothing. No wonder for his confusion on the pole. The next thing that happened scarred me for life when Santa grabbed said woman and gave her a kiss to last. OMP (oh my pig). What was that? She turned and grinned and I saw it wasn’t a woman – it was my mom! What will daddy think – what will daddy say. I saw mommy kissing Santa Claus. THUD – piggy down.
I shut my eyes so very fast. This is not something that a pig wants to last. When I reopened my eyes much to my amazement, everyone was gone but the presents were still there – all decorated – all wrapped – tucked in neatly around the Mickey Mouse pole lamp. But something caught my eye in the corner near one box. It was green and waving, “Come take a look”. I quietly exited off my sofa and softly hooved my way across the floor. Oh dear Lord – it was a $20.00 bill – I guess Santa did get a dance from the lap pole after all.
I squealed and ran down to my room in a hurry and tucked myself in to my toddler bed. When then what did I hear? Soft taps on the roof, a jingle of bells and in a loud bellow I heard a man say, “Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!”