Bacon’s Spooktoberfest – Day 7.5

BACON’s SPOOKTOBERFEST

Welcome my friends to October – 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. 

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Ssshhh – be very, very quiet.  There is something at the front door.  I can hear it.  OMP!  Houdini – someone is at the front door!

Houdini – I told you not to watch the movie the Shining tonight in the rain!  It is not Jack.  It is Hemi!  Oh crap.  Under the cover Houdini – someone is coming in…. ssshhh.

We could hear the front door open… at least we didn’t hear the rain anymore – thank you Mother Nature.  Who the heck is coming into our Hotel Thompson and where is that cat – he’s suppose to be protecting us.  Wait a minute Houdini.  You smell that?

NANA!!!!

 

 

Bacon’s Spooktoberfest – Day 7

BACON’s SPOOKTOBERFEST

Welcome my friends to October – 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. 

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A creaky door?  You know that kind that you hear sometimes in a scary movie – gulps.  The long eerie squeak that you just know something is going to happen.  Where did it come from?  I oinked.  Houdini came into the living room.  Good, he heard it too.  We both jump on the sofa together.  Where is that noise coming from and where the heck is that flea bag of a evil purr thing that lives here?

It has to be that stupid purr thing making that noise.  No Houdini, it doesn’t sound like the opening of the lid of a coffin.  Where do you come up with these things? It’s Hemi.

There it goes again…. sreecchh.  We both looked at the same time.  It’s at the front door.  Whatever it is, we can hear it now clawing to get in at the front door through the storm door.  Gulps.  We both tunneled under the blanket peaking out at one end.  How is Hemi doing this?