Bacon’s Tales of Terror

Welcome my friends to my Bacon’s Tales of Terror.  Today, I have another true story.  Something that happened to my mom that I want to share with you.  Are you ready?  Do you think you can stand the chills and bumps?  Here’s my hoof if you need to hold it sweet friends.

Do you remember several months when we had the awful news that Mouse Girl had passed away here at the Hotel Thompson?  You can read about it here.  This happened so out of the blue.  Mouse Girl was fine and then she was not.  The day that mom/dad came home from the vet’s office, they were both just torn apart.  Mom had called Fozziemom and they were talking about what happened.  This is where it gets weird and strange.  During their conversation, I was in the front room with mom along with Houdini and Hemi.  There was a kitty that started meowing out of the blue.  It was so strong and so loud that even Fozziemom heard it and asked about it.  Mom was looking straight at Hemi and it was not him.  The meow was strong and loud – like an adult kitty.  Everyone was bewildered.

Mom went to the front door and looked outside.  On the porch she saw a kitty perhaps just a couple of weeks old and the strong meowing was coming from that kitty.  Mom told Fozziemom she was going to investigate and would call her back.  Mom went straight outside perhaps only a couple of minutes went by from mom seeing the kitty, hanging up and going outside.  That’s when she found it – nothing.  No kitty. Nada.  Not even a trace.  What the heck?!

Our neighbor Big Daddy was sitting out front.  Mom asked him if (A) he heard it or (B) he saw it.  He saw and heard nothing which was odd because the kitty was right there.  Mom then asked the kids that were playing in front of the house if they heard or saw the kitty.  Nope.  This kitty was gone in less than 60 seconds – vanished.  Mom searched around the front yard, around the bushes and nothing.

The kitty has never been seen or heard again since this date.  Now is that weird or what?    Was it Mouse Girl saying goodbye?  Thoughts?

 

Travels in the South

Hello sweet friends.  Have you been enjoying our series of Travels in the South?  Today we want to highlight a restaurant that Fozziemom/Fozziedad and my mom/dad visited.  They didn’t eat there but wanted to see the ‘atmosphere’… yeah that’s it.  Atmosphere.  Daddy warned Fozziemom that she couldn’t jump fences and play with the ‘locals’ that hung out here at the restaurant.  You want to see the locals don’t you?

Well one of mom/dad’s favorite restaurants to visit is called The Crab Shack.  It’s located at 40 Estill Hammock Road, Tybee Island.  It’s a unique restaurant plus the wait staff are awesome… some with two legs and others with four legs – snorts with piggy laughter.

Does this picture give you a hint of what four legged wait staff we are talking about?  That’s right – gators.  The restaurant has a little pond out front where they raise these cute little babies.  Aren’t they adorable sunning themselves?  That’s why daddy told Fozziemom she couldn’t jump in and play with them.  It wouldn’t be fair, right?

You can even buy ‘feed’ for the gators and by using a fishing pole of sorts, you can feed the sweet little babies.  Mom/dad said they are so cute… mom might have mentioned wanting one but I can safely say she didn’t bring one home… at least this time.

And does this place seem familiar to you my friends?  This restaurant was also visited when our friends Bill and Jean came for a visit from Canada.  You might remember this picture of the cute little couple standing in front of their newly found friend.