Daily Archives: 10/09/2018

Bacon’s Spooktoberfest – Day 9


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. 

I’m telling  you friends, mom/dad came home late last night.  We were all so glad here at the Hotel Thompson.  It hasn’t rained here in so long.  Everything has just been so fine.  The moment mom/dad goes away, of course it has to pour.  Of course the electricity has to go out.  Of course someone would send us anonymous outrageous texts.  Of course.  Seriously who have I pissed off?  Who have any of us pissed off?

And mom/dad came home, but something is weird with them.  They are awfully secretive.  Shaking my head.  Things are off kilter here at the Hotel Thompson.


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