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Monthly Archives: February 2015

So You’ve Got What!?

What the cream cheese?!   I’m serious.  My mom and dad do not find trouble.  Trouble finds them.  I’m serious.  You don’t believe me?  Okay.  Let me show you.

This is exhibit A.  This is a real book in the book store written by Ira Alterman. You see it was all innocent.  Mom and dad went to a vintage book store to find us anipals some new reading material for our bedtime stories.  That is when dad found this book.  Mom and dad had a fit and laughed like little kids.  I mean I don’t know what the big deal is really.  We do have a fat pussy here at the Hotel Thompson and her name is Mouse Girl.  Snorts and rolls with piggy laughter.

And no they didn’t buy the book.  Can you believe it was $100.00?!  Mom said they could keep the fat pussy.  Snorts!

What at is the craziest book title you have ever seen?

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Posted by on 02/28/2015 in Bacon, Hemi and Mouse Girl

 

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Are You A Member?

Mommy said the strangest thing to me last night.  Mommy said that I was a member of the clean plate club. I wasn’t sure what she meant until daddy explained it me mumbling something about eating him out of house and home.  Rolls piggy eyes – he so exaggerates.

But of course I am a member of the Clean Plate Club.  I mean really, I’m a pig.  I ain’t leaving nothing behind food wise.  Sometimes when I eat my apples in the front room one will roll up underneath the couch or fireplace ledge.  Heck, you should see me going after.  There should be no food left behind in my trough – I mean plate.

Momma even calls me her little hoover.  I go around the floor sniffing out any scrap of a crumb.  Dad says I’m better than vacuuming. If it’s out there – it’s in my tummy!

Are you a member of this elite Clean Plate Club?

 

 
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Posted by on 02/28/2015 in Bacon, Uncategorized

 

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Paw Time with Houdini

BARKS my friends.   Hope you have had a wonderful fast week.  You know us anipals here at the Hotel Thompson.  We *live* for the weekends.  The weekends is when the mommy is at home and we can take turns camping out and getting even more spoiled on her lap.  You can relate right?  It is *THE* most privileged place in the house.  He that has rights on the lap is the happiest for the moment.

But I have to tell you something about last weekend.  Last weekend, I got to go to Nana’s.  I was planned to visit Saturday and spend the night but I got to go early.  You see mom got up Friday and fed me breakfast and then I got sick.  Have you ever gotten sick?  This was my first time and let me just say I didn’t care for it.  Nope.  Not at all.  This puppy needs to never get sick again.  The sick monster got me and things came out of my mouth that I had never seen before.  I was scared.  Mom was scared but she was good.  She cleaned me up and the floor – barks!  She then called Nana to see if I could come a day early.  She said she didn’t want to go to work and have to worry about me not getting extra TLC from Nana.  Let me tell you something.  When I heard Nana, I was waiting at the front door for mom. I couldn’t wait!

See I spent a whole two days and two nights with my Nana.  But by Sunday, I was kind of missing mom and dad.  I kept going around the house and looking for them.  And then, when mom had dropped me off she gave Nana her nightshirt in case I needed it to smell her.  That was a fabulous idea!  I found it Sunday and kept rolling in it, chewing on it.  I even dragged it out the chair Nana had it in and put in on the couch with me.

When mom finally picked me up, my tail was going 90 miles per hour – mommy thought I was going to fly it was going so fast!  I smothered her in puppy kisses.  She told Nana I smelled so good.  Nana just smiled because Nana gave me a special bath and combed my hair.  I was looking fine for mommy.

So that’s my week my friends.  I hope you have a wonderful weekend to come and I hope that YOU get the privileged lap at your house for some snuggles – Barks out!

 
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Posted by on 02/27/2015 in Houdini, Paw Time with Houdini

 

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Shopping Around the World

My friend Fozzie and I have scheduled a group posting today of Shopping Around the World.   We thought it would be interesting to see the differences between different countries all over.Here are our prices for the following from our area – Georgia USA.

This month we are working RANDOM CHOICES of the items mentioned.  List what is your favorite of the random item and price.  Let’s see how many things we can recognize in *your* area.

 Items to price this month:

  • Random condiment of your choice.  Friends – I’m shaking my little piggy head here on this one.  Why do you ask?  Well, I stumbled into the kitchen – the land of the unknown to this oinker – and looked in the cabinet.  What I found was shocking and took me back a bit.  You see one of dad’s favorite condiments is… well… perhaps I should show you. See, this brings many questions to this pork butt’s mind.  Exactly where and what does he season with this item I’m not sure.  But it’s one of his favorites and he says it costs around $3.49 a bottle.  I think that’s kind of cheap for butt kickin’ – just saying.

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  • Random frozen meal of your choice.  This one is SO easy.  In our freezer here at the Hotel Thompson, you will *always* find a Hungry Man television dinner.  Chicken is mom’s favorite and turkey is dad’s.  Do you remember these dinners?  Mom can usually find them on sale at our local Kroger for $2.00 each.  Not bad for a complete dinner with dessert, huh?  Yeah, mom knows they are full of bad stuff and carbs but every once in a while, it takes her back to her childhood and fond memories.  And I’ve heard the brownie desserts in the chicken ones are delicious.  Not that mom has shared with me but I hear her squeals of delight when she eats them.

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  • Random dessert/something sweet of your choice.  Four words for you.  Edwards Peanut Butter Pie.  They cost $6.99 in the store and are worth every.single.bite.  So says mom and dad.  Again, I haven’t had a taste.  A single morsel.  Nothing.  Not even a crumb.  Do you see a pattern of abuse here at the Hotel Thompson?  Snorts and oinks.

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  • Random Fruit of your choice.  Okay I got this one mom.  Our random fruit choice *has* to be apples.  I don’t care what kind, what size, what color.  I’m not discriminating.  I LOVE them all.  On a good day at the market, mom pays about $1.29 pound.  Sometimes in the summer/fall, she can get them a lot cheaper.  Which is good because I can put the apples away.

 

  • .Random Item of your choice.  One of the things that mom likes to put in her salads and on her sandwiches is avocados.  Neat huh?  This week they are on special at the market for only 99 cents each.  This is great – have you ever had slices of avocados in your salad and on your sammies?  Awesome nice touch.  Snorts – I have had these lovely things – licks piggy lips.

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I hope you had fun my friends with this month’s edition of Shopping Around the World.  Hope to see you shopping soon!

 
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Posted by on 02/27/2015 in Bacon, Shopping Around the World

 

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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.  ❤

 
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Posted by on 02/26/2015 in Bacon, Mom/Dad's Food Porn

 

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Me and Mommy Time

Lately it seems like I can’t get enough of mommy time.  It doesn’t help that I’m in hibernation mode trying to get through this cold wintery months.  Sometimes though – it’s a fight for mom’s lap.  You know with Houdini and the two purr things here it’s like we have to take numbers.  Well last night, I got my time.  My private alone me and mommy time.  That is… until daddy *thought* he was going to butt in into OUR time.  Not going to happen so fast pops of mine.

 
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Posted by on 02/26/2015 in Bacon, Uncategorized

 

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Tell a Fairy Tale Day –

Journalist Rocky the Squirrel here –

“Keeping my paws on the nuts of the world!”

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THIS JUST IN –

February 26th is a day that fairy tales are made of – it’s Tell a Fairy Tale Day.  Everyone loves a good fairy tale – kids, adults and animals.  It’s a great way to bond with your friends.  Pick a story or make up a story.  Either way, it’s a great time for everyone!

It’s not a requirement to start with “Once upon a time…” but it is a requirement to have a happy ending.  There’s absolutely nothing better than to the end with “and they all lived happily ever after.”

So, cozy up with your selected loved one and read a fairy tale or make up one.  You all know that the pampered pig Bacon gets a bed time story every night when his mom tucks him up. (That pig is *beyond* spoiled!)  I asked him to share one of her stories with his friends here and he said this one is his favorite. We hope you enjoy!

“Once upon a time there was a four legged hooved piggy who was adopted by a human family.  We’ve all seen Stuart Little.  A little mouse that was adopted by the Little family.  Well, this family was just about the same.  They really wanted a baby of their own but circumstances just didn’t work out.  They did the next best thing and adopted a little runt piglet that was only three weeks old.  They took Bacon home and created his own little nursery for him, catered to him and taught him how to become a little man.

As Bacon grew more and more each day and learned the ways of being a little human, he also grew more and more in his parent’s hearts.  They wanted little Bacon to do nothing more than to blossom and be happy with his life.  Bacon caught on quick to the human ways and started watching television, surfing the net on his laptop and even created his own blog.  In no time, little Bacon became a little pig star in his own right!

Bacon adjusted to life at the Hotel Thompson and caught on so well with the schedule of the Thompson clan.  He knew when it was time to eat.  He knew when it was time to take a nap.  He even knew when it was time to go to bed.  He created his own little routine before bedtime every night.

Not only was Bacon happy at the Hotel Thompson, he brought happiness to the Hotel Thompson.  Little Bacon became such a happy part in his parent’s eyes that they couldn’t even remember life without Bacon.  He filled a void that his mommy had and made her the happiest mommy in the world.  His mommy fully loved Bacon and Bacon fully his mommy.

And to this day, Bacon and his parents are living happily ever after at the Hotel Thompson.”

 
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Posted by on 02/26/2015 in Uncategorized

 

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Pay it Forward – REMINDER

DON’T FORGET – REMINDER!

Hey my dear sweet friends.  I was recently talking to my friends at Nikitaland about paying it forward.  This is something that stemmed from mom’s article that she wrote on living with disabilities.  If you missed that article, please read it here.  It is well wroth a read!

Paying it forward is is something that we want to start in the new year of 2015. You know the old saying of, “Do onto others as you want them to do onto you?”  Well, let’s put it in action in 2015.  Every month on the first Wednesday of the month, I’m going to host Pay it Forward with my friends from Nikitaland.

Paying it forward is simple.  You do something for someone out of the blue, not asking for anything in return just because you can.  It’s little things that count. Karma comes around for all of us.

Here are a few examples:

Pay for the person behind you at a drive thru – could be as simple as a cup of coffee or breakfast.

Help someone take their groceries to their car at the grocery store.

Give extra as a tip to your waiter/waitress.

Visit a elderly neighbor and spend some time with them.  Read to them or bring them lunch.  Listen to them as they talk.

Pay for the person behind you at a toll booth.

Put money in a parking space for someone whose time is getting close to expiring.

Make a donation.

Cook lunch or dinner for a neighbor in need. 

Offer to babysit for free to a couple who needs a night out.

See, it’s the little things that count that make the most.  Just being there for someone to see their smile can bring great karma your way.  So in the new year of 2015 – let’s Pay it Forward.

You have an entire month to Pay it Forward.  Do little things.  We will meet back here on my blog on March 4, 2015 to post about what we have done and how we have touched someones life in 2015.  I hope this inspires you my friends ❤

 
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Posted by on 02/25/2015 in Pay it Forward

 

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Wordless Wednesday

 
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Posted by on 02/25/2015 in Bacon

 

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Bacon’s Show and Tell

YAY – Welcome to February’s Bacon’s Show and Tell.  This month my brother Easy suggested to share the story about the day you (or your humans) were born.  This time around, I’m going to talk about the day I was born.  Alright my friends, bundle up around the keyboard for an adventure.

“It was September 15, 2011.  My mom, Bertha, was in the barn in Bruxton, Georgia.  I remember the world being dark and then all of a sudden there was light. I felt hay underneath me and I could feel my mom.  Her tongue started lapping at me and when she did, I let out my first squeal.  I was the last born in what they call our liter.  That was my first thoughts of being in the real world.

As a couple of days passed, I realized that my mom had her hooves full with my brothers and sisters.  And those brothers and sisters, they looked so much bigger than me.  They bullied me around and I learned real quick last one that saddles up to breakfast is the loser.  And unfortunately my little piggy body didn’t have the strength as the others.

I remember the farmers coming in the barn and watching a lot for the first couple of days.  They would whisper and point at me so I knew they were discussing what would happen.  The lady farmer finally said she had enough and took me into what she called the big house.

The big house was awesome.  The lady farmer was so nice and would feed me with a bottle some mushy stuff.  I assure you – this kind of service was a lot better than fighting with my siblings for the breakfast buffet with mom.  As the days passed, they said I got stronger and stronger.  I even adapted to living indoors and being held.  At that time, I even thought I had it made.

But everyday the farmers would come in and say that my siblings were being adopted out to families.  All except for me.  They kept calling me a runt.  I wasn’t sure what that was but sometimes it didn’t feel like it was a good thing.  The lady farmer kept saying there would be a day that my forever family would come for me too.  We just couldn’t give up hope.

Then one day, the lady farmer got a phone call.  It was some woman inquiring about piggies.  The lady farmer told the woman they only had one left that was a runt – but the piggy was so cute and loving – but looking for their forever home.  The woman asked the lady farmer to send her a picture and she did.  A short time later, the woman called back and I could hear her voice and how she oohheed and awweed over the picture.  After they hung up, the lady farmer told me that my forever family was coming for me the next day.  Who would have thought?!  I was the last to be born and the last to be adopted but I was going to have a family too.  But then I stopped with the excitement.  What if they didn’t like me?  What if I didn’t like them?

I hardly slept at all that night – part in anticipation and part regretting having to leave my first home.  Then, the moment came.  The woman on the phone showed up and I recognized her voice.  OMP!  As soon as I saw her, I was in love.  The lady farmer showed her how to hold me.  Once I was in her hands – it was like heaven and coming home.  I crawled up to her neck, breathed in a deep smell of her and gently went to sleep.  The lady farmer told my new mommy that meant I loved her.  And, we have never looked back again.

 
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Posted by on 02/25/2015 in Bacon, Bacon's Show and Tell

 

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