THAT’s IT!
Now I know exactly how to hide my bananas here at the Hotel Thompson. Disguise them as cucumbers! Daddy won’t touch cucumbers. He’s the culprit.
Mommy buys *me* bananas but when I turn my back, daddy is eating them. And you know what, he won’t share like mommy. I don’t get it. He has everything else in the house in the big ice box to eat. Can he please leave my bananas alone? Please?
Mommy calls me her monkey boy sometimes because I love bananas so much. Can you do me a favor friends, can you tell my daddy that these are really made for this little oinker and not the human daddy? Please – can you help a pig out?
Piglove 
Kinley Westie
08/11/2018 at 3:41 am
Daddies never seem to be as good at sharin.
Indira
08/11/2018 at 4:18 am
Sharing is caring, dear. Share them with daddy. I too love bananas and ready to share with you. Love.
Dan Antion
08/11/2018 at 6:42 am
You could always lick the bananas. Or put a sign up that says “Bacon licked these”
Tails Around the Ranch
08/11/2018 at 10:31 am
That’s brilliant!
Xena and Lucy
08/11/2018 at 8:25 pm
Dear Mr. Bacon’s Daddy, would you please not eat his bananas? He can’t go to the store and buy more. ❤ ~Xena and Lucy
Dennis the Vizsla
08/12/2018 at 2:40 pm
hello bacon its dennis the vizsla dog hay mmm bananners!!! i hav reesently diskoverd that i like them and now i beg for them wen dada is cutting wun up onto his brekfast!!! and i yoozhually git sum too!!! ok bye