Daily Archives: 11/13/2015

Paw Time with Houdini

WHO do I need to talk to my friends?  This weather is horrible.  It has been raining so much that I’m not sure which of us is more done with, me, mom, dad or Bacon.  And to top it off, it’s cold.  Not freezing cold but chilly willy for this little camper.  I’ll tell you a secret of how cold it is – come closer – some days I don’t even get out of my onesie – that’s how cold it is.  Can you imagine?!

And one night this week, mom came home from the worky place and was cold and tired.  After she put on her onsie, she cuddled up on her chaise to relax.  I drug my lobster bed all the way from my bedroom to the fireplace.  Then I jumped on the chaise with mom to watch the fire.  She laughed cause she was like all of that work and I’m going to sit with mom now?  Nah, I’m a smart doggie.  I was letting the fire from the fireplace take the chill off my bed and make it all nice and toasty for me.  See, who’s the smart one now huh?  After a few minutes, I went and got in that toasty bed.  I was so snug and warm!

Hopefully, it’s suppose to be a pretty weekend here – cold but no rain – so maybe I can go out with mom/dad for a ride.  I feel a field trip to the local pet store coming on for me.  I haven’t destroyed any pillows in a while – barks!

Well that’s all for me my friends – yawns – I hope you had a wonderful week as well.  Happy weekend!


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Bacon’s Tales of Terror

Welcome my friends to another edition of Bacon’s Tales of Terror.  I hope you didn’t get too scared with my 31 Days of Spook.  And to think – I saved a really good true story for today.  Something that my little brother Houdini and my mommy saw happen right here at the Hotel Thompson.  Are you afraid yet?  Well if not, come closer to the computer screen for a really great story.  My mom is going to tell it… are you ready?


There we were a couple of weeks ago here at the Hotel Thompson.  It had been one of those weeks that rain and fog was taken over the area.  You know the rain and fog I’m talking about – the cold drizzly kind that falls like icicles down the back of your neck when you are running from the car to the house. All I wanted to do was get home, make a fire, fix dinner and then go to bed.  What a day.  

And that’s what I did in that order.  After everyone was fed, we had a little quiet time together and then it was bedtime with stories and tucking in for the anipals.  Me and the hub were finally able to hit the bed ourselves.  By the time the hub’s head hit his pillow, he was out like a light for the night.  I however had problems of tossing and turning while listening to the rain hit the bedroom windows.  After a while, sleep finally found me.  

Then something woke me.  I wasn’t sure what it was at first so I just remained where I was and listened.  I heard Houdini whimpering in his room.  That was so unlike him.  I gave him a few minutes in case he was dreaming but it didn’t stop.  And it sounded like he was right at his bedroom door and not in his bed where I put him.  I got up to check on him and we went into the living room for a while.  

I kept all of the lights off except the small little night light in the hallway.  We sat on the sofa, Houdini in my arms and me comforting him by gently rocking.  A few minutes went by and something caught my eye.  The sofa overlooks our big front room windows over the porch.  I looked again to see what it was that I had seen.  Silently I watched, gently rocking Houdini and waited.  Then it happened again.  A shadow of a person or something that walked in front of the windows towards the front door.  WTH?!  

Not only did I see it, so did Houdini.  He bounced off of me, ran across the room and started barking like crazy.  I got up and silently tip toed over to the door.  I gently pulled the curtain to the side to see who was out there.  Nobody.  Nothing.  No one.  And then it dawned on me.  There’s a security light on the front porch.  If someone had ‘walked’ on the front porch like we had seen, the light would have went on.  It didn’t.  Was I seeing things?  If so, then Houdini was too.  

After a few minutes, Houdini quit barking.  He crawled back up in my lap on the sofa and went to sleep.  I on the other hand did not.  I sat and wondered about exactly what did we see?

Have you ever had something like this happen?


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