Dear Bacon – There I was taking one of my many power naps and this insistent knocking kept going on at my front door. I was not amused because I was dreaming. And I just happened to be at the best part where I was fixing to get that disgusting little mouse that wears two white gloves. I went to the door and the intruders were walking away. I’m off now to create a sign for the door, “Do not bother… unless you have mice”. Signed Jerry
Dear Jerry – Gulps. You were dreaming of getting the mouse that wears the two white gloves? Oh no… I think I’ll keep your letter away from my mom. She kind of likes him… a LOT. But yes I do get the meaning of your letter’s bottom line. Why do people come to the house uninvited? It irritates me too. But I think you handled it well. With that look, I would never come to your house again without calling first.
Dear Bacon – I’m so tired! It’s all I can do to hold my head and body up. I don’t want to take a nap – I may miss something then! So I positioned myself on the couch so I could still hear and see everything – especially the television – but yet be comfortable so I didn’t have to hold myself up. What do you think? Do I look comfy? Oh by the way, could you pass my a biscuit? Signed Kanga
Dear Kanga – I do say so my friend that you look absolutely comfy and what an genius way to position yourself so that you don’t a miss a thing. I myself know what the feeling is like when you are so tired but you gotta stay awake. Who knows when food might make an appearance and you definitely don’t want to miss out on that… or the gossip about the poodle next door. I’m just saying. You relax a bit. I’ll get you a couple of biscuits. Anything else? Water? Tea?
Dear Bacon – Let me introduce you to a new service here in the anipal world my friend. The humans have Uber and we have Duber. You call us and arrange a pick up and we will get you to your destination. Just look at this little guy. He partied WAY too hard tonight and called for a pick up so he wouldn’t get a DUI (Doggy Under the Influence) charge on him. I picked him up, strapped him in and now we are headed to his home. See, that’s an awesome service. What do you think? Signed Duber Driver
Dear Duber Driver – I think you may have something my friend. I love this! The humans aren’t the only ones that have moments of genius. I think you need to get this trademarked STAT. Just think of the money you can make – the biscuits and treats you can buy. Hey, do you have a president of your company? I think I have just the hooves for that position in marketing your new business.
Dear Bacon – There I was minding my own business when your daddy came over and visited me. I was like, “Jimmy, I got two people ahead of me before we can talk.” I think he might of been upset with the wait. I’m not sure – I really can’t see into the humans souls like I use to. But he waited for me and after my other friends left, we had a nice discussion about life and the insurances it doesn’t bring. Don’t worry, we didn’t talk about ya’ll one teeny tiny bit. Nope, not at all. It was purely business. Signed Grandma
Dear Grandma – WOW? Daddy actually left the Hotel Thompson to visit with you huh? I didn’t think he had that in him. And don’t worry. The man never gets upset. Not at all. He looks forward to talking to anyone. In fact, door to door salesmen don’t even come to our house anymore. They got tired of their ears being talked off by daddy. What can I say? He’s here and he’s a very friendly kind of guy.
Dear Bacon – Come closer Bacon – I’ll tell you a little secret. Sometimes I like standing in front of the mirror and looking at myself. Sometimes I even talk to myself. Why? Well, it’s lonely being a little hedgehog. Looking in the mirror makes it look like I have a friend that I can share secrets with that will never tell anyone else. See, it’s special. Do you ever do this? Signed Hilde the Hedgehog
Dear Hilde the Hedgehog – I think that’s beautiful my friend. You make your own company and you are so right about secrets. No way is that ‘other’ hedgehog going to tell anyone. I think it’s sweet and very creative of you to come up with this plan. I need to find me a mirror somewhere in the Hotel Thompson. But then again, what if my mirror shows me I’m fat? Shocker!
REMEMBER my friends, Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU. Please continue to email me your letters and pictures ❤
Journalist Rocky the Squirrel here –
Let me tell you story about Bacon and his love of popcorn. That little oinker can be all the way in his bedroom playing around and watching his television. But the moment that he hears the corn kernels hitting the pan in the kitchen, he totally loses it and runs through the hallways skidding into the kitchen. He will sit on the floor in the middle of the kitchen and watch his mommy as she pops the corn over the stove – you know old fashioned like. When it starts to pop-pop-pop, he always walks over and hits his mom in the ankles with his snout wanting some. He knows he’s going to get some but he doesn’t have a lot of patience that little guy. And then when he does get some, he sounds like a little chomping machine. He’s a hoot. 
Piglove 