Welcome my friends to October 1, 2018 – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
There we all were – all of us anipals – me, Houdini and Hemi. It was time for the ‘family meeting’ here at the Hotel Thompson. Us anipals translated ‘family meeting’ into who left the fur ball on the pillow Hemi or who has been eating the cat food Houdini to the dreaded Bacon you need to slow down from flying through the house kind of meetings. These meetings were always about what we can do to improve the dynamics here at the Hotel Thompson. Rolls piggy eyes. I’m sure you can relate – boring – yawns.
We were settled in the living room when mom/dad walked in demanding our attention. But that’s when it turned weird. Mom brought popcorn to the meeting. All of us anipals love popcorn. Hey, something is not right. We all gathered our clusters of popcorn, started snacking and listening to mom/dad. Dad was talking. Now that’s weird. Usually it’s mom during the ‘family meetings’.
“Kids, we have some news that you might be a little upset at first but before you get upset, think of this time as an adventure”, dad then stopped and looked at mom before continuing. “Me and mom are going out for a couple of days this coming weekend. We are going to leave on Friday and come back Sunday. We think you are old enough not to be housed out to everyone. This time, nana will come and check on you to feed you but we are going to let you stay here in your home…. by yourselves.”
Us anipals just looked at each other in shock. What do you mean, leave us alone? Like all alone – no parental guardianship? PAWTY!! I mean, that’s a shame. I’m sure we will get along somehow. Secretly us anipals were high fiving each other behind our backs. Gotta make it look good though – sad looks on all of our faces and of course the needy hugs and lap time for sure.