Dear Bacon – My Halloween costume is ready. What do you think? Meows. Signed Tuna
Dear Tuna – I love the way you think my friend. I think I could use that costume too. Bravo on your creativity!
Dear Bacon – I don’t get it. Everyday at the zoo, I come out to greet the humans. They all make Batman jokes. I just don’t get and understand it. My name is Ben not Batman. Do you get it and if you do can you please explain this to me. Shakes bear head. Signed Ben
Dear Ben – Smiles and oinks. You see my friend there is the superhero called Batman. Batman’s symbol is like the one on your chest. You are Batbear! Snorts with piggy laughter. I think personally that is a HUGE compliment. You have the same markings as a superhero.
That makes *you* a superhero my friend.
Think about that. You have talent. I say work it up for all it’s worth and have fun with your markings.
Dear Bacon – This means war. All day every day. You do know what I’m talking about, right? I refuse to become a chicken nugget. I’m a rebel with a cause. I’m the extreme free range chicken. Unite with me and stand with the cause. Signed Rebel with a Cause
Dear Rebel with a Cause – I’m so with you. I would stand beside you for your cause. I would even add my cause. I refuse to be a pork meal in any shape or form from bacon to pork chops and anything in between. If we don’t stand up for our rights,ele who will? I say we have a meet up at Old McDonald’s Farm on Highway 42 at midnight to talk about our stand. I’ll start making posters and hanging them in all of the fast food restaurant bathrooms ASAP.
Dear Bacon – There is always that one person in the hood that is your arch enemy. So yes I have eaten little more lately than usual. It’s summer. It’s hot. There’s nothing else to do but eat. Maybe perhaps I shouldn’t have eaten that last dog biscuit. I went outside to take care of some business and while coming back in I got stuck in a compromising position. I swear someone shrunk my doggy door. And then there is that one friend-enemy that snuck up behind me and drew a happy face on my butt. Really? Don’t push me and help guy out, embarrass him instead. What an idiot. When I get out of this position, he is so going to pay. What do you think? Signed Two Faced
Dear Two Faced – Give me a second to gain my composure. I’m not laughing at you. I’m laughing with you at the situation. It could very well be this little porker stuck in the doggy door. While your friend-enemy was drawing on your butt perhaps you should have told him to kiss while he was back there. At least he wasn’t talking behind your back – snorts. And don’t worry, I’m sure you will get even. You know what they say about karma – it goes around Don’t forget that okay.
Due to Halloween, we are repeating some of our more hilarious letters. Hope you enjoy my sweet friends❤