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.
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.
Okay not funny. Whoever is doing this, needs stop now.
The rain started again last night around midnight. That’s right. Straight from the hells of hot Summer and let’s jump into the rainy nights of winter. Fall where are you? Mother Nature – what drugs are you taking?
We were all in the living room together. Finally the electricity had come back on and we were watching Jeff Dunham on the comedy channel. How could one possibly be scared of a man talking to himself with his hand up a dummies butt? Right?
And then all of our phones went off that we received text messages – all at the same time anonymous of course – with this lovely picture. We all looked at the basement door like yeah right and ran to my bedroom. That’s where camped out the rest of the night. This staying by ourselves is crap. Yep I said it. Crap! And Hemi was with us and his fur was standing up on edge. It can’t be him, can it?
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.
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?
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.
The rain continues. With a full moon. One of these days Mother Nature, you are going to want something from us. Nana called to check on us – left a lovely message on the voice mail. We are just fine. Mom/Dad fed us this morning and we are big kids now. But the storm – the storm needs to stop.
The lightning is loud too. It rumbles the Hotel Thompson. About an hour ago, the electricity started flickering on/off. And it got really dark outside. Oh sure – go ahead kick us while we are down. Do you know how hard it is for three anipals not to get into trouble with nothing to do in the house? Nothing to keep us occupied by the sounds of thunder and occasional patches of light from the lightning. And you know what else happens in the dark?
You hear every.single.noise.
Hemi is suppose to be the elite one light on his feet. Hogwash! Seriously, that cat sounds like a freaking elephant walking up and down the hallway. And every little floorboard that can creaked, has creaked this afternoon. I mean like weird creak. Even the frogs aren’t singing outside tonight. Even Houdini was in the kitchen a while ago but with the lightning it looked like his shadow was ten feet tall! It about gave me a heart attack! And believe me, it scared Hemi too. He jumped in the air and twisted around flying back down to the bedroom. He won’t admit it. But he was scared – I’m sure it took one of his nine lives. And hey I’m pig enough to admit it – it scared me. I almost tinkled on myself.
What was that noise? It sounded like a squeak… like a door of some sort. Gulps. What the cream cheese?
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.
Barks! Us all alone in the house. I’m so excited my tail won’t stop wagging. After the ‘family meeting’, we all ran to Bacon’s room for our own little anipal meeting. We can’t let the humans know how excited we are. We will rock this house, stay up as long as we want, eat what we want and watch anything we want on television. OMD – it will be a blast. I call Animal Planet.
Meow – I just want to be left alone on the big bed. I may need help setting my number on the Select Comfort to a happy 60 – that number is purfect for my spine. Houdini – there is enough televisions in this house that we all can watch what we want. I gotta see me some Jackson Galaxy. That man thinks he is the cat whisperer. He is so wrong. Man will never rules us cats – ever. Meows.
Oinks – We gotta set a plan in motion guys. When nana visits, we gotta make sure she leaves all of our goodies out and makes popcorn. I call the television in the living room. I just love stretching out on the chaise. That thing was made for my curvy body. And the ottoman next to it holds my laptop. OMP – I can spend hours on the computer and there’s no one to tell me to get off. I may have died and gone to heaven. But guys, we can’t be too happy in front of mom/dad. You know we gotta make sure they think we will be miserable and miss them – as if – snorts with piggy laughter. And don’t worry, I have dad’s credit card number. We can order pizza and have it delivered. That kid on Home Alone will have nothing on us!
Barks! Sometimes one has to shoot for the moon – shoot for the stars – or in my case shoot the hoop. I went off with mom and some of her friends were playing b-ball. They asked me if I wanted to play. How could I refuse? Especially when the guys help me out with my dunks. It was an awesome time for sure. I loved chasing the ball.
It was just kind of hard for me to dribble but hey they understood. Have you ever gotten your paw on the hoop or backboard? Now that is some fun for sure. I highly recommend it!
But mom, Hemi started it. Honestly – dog’s honor. I was just sitting here on the ottoman minding my own business. I wasn’t running up/down the hall like an elephant. Nope. Wasn’t me.
Don’t let Hemi’s innocent face fool you. It was him. Heck, he was even ricocheting off of the walls and furniture.
Go ahead. Call in CSI so they can take paw prints. They won’t be mine…. how could I do that? Innocent
Mom really how could you? Okay I get it. You have a shoe fetish. I used to have one too but you broke me of that. I get that. But you come home with these shoes. Really? They have D.O.G.S. on them. And hey get this – they are not of me. So how could you? I feel betrayed. I think this look tells you everything I’m feeling. Now be a nice sport about it. Take those shoes off so I can take care of them if you know what I mean. 🙂
P.S. These are mom’s new shoes. They are Skecher BOB’s and are awesome. I know when she wears them, she is thinking of me. And mom says they are the most comfortable pair of shoes she has ever had. That’s gotta mean something, right?
What? Me caught doing something? I wasn’t doing anything. Honestly – dog’s honor. I can’t help it that Hemi slapped me in the hiney so I slapped him back… and then jumped up here barking at him so he would get into trouble. I would never start anything – no way. I’m too cute to start something… Yeah that’s it.
But I was up here gnawing on a dog bone that my brother Phenny sent me from across the pond. It’s a cool bone too. Hard plastic with lots of ridges for my teeth. Heck, I even take that bone to bed with me at night. I guess you could call it my security bone. Thanks brother!!
Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. I’m so hoping to go for a spin in mom’s Prius. That car is just my size!
Now I leave you with Jokes with Daddy – have fun friends ❤
Don’t worry mom. I’m here to protect you – even in here. I think we all know where here is, right friends? Who knows what could happen to our humans when they enter their litter box. There is a lot of things in there that could hurt them. I mean what if the flushy thing swallows them up and they disappear. Where would we be then in getting our own food? You do see the worried look on my face, right? I gotta go in there with mom just to make sure she’s okay…. and that there are no monsters living in the tub. Have you checked that place out lately my friends? We can never be too careful! I’m off to patrol again with daddy this time. Be safe!
Miniature pot bellied pig and friends - Bacon, Houdini, Hemi and all of the Rock Clan with Journalist Rocky the Squirrel all out looking for adventures from the Hotel Thompson.
Okay not funny. Whoever is doing this, needs stop now.
Barks! Us all alone in the house. I’m so excited my tail won’t stop wagging. After the ‘family meeting’, we all ran to Bacon’s room for our own little anipal meeting. We can’t let the humans know how excited we are. We will rock this house, stay up as long as we want, eat what we want and watch anything we want on television. OMD – it will be a blast. I call Animal Planet.
What? Me caught doing something? I wasn’t doing anything. Honestly – dog’s honor. I can’t help it that Hemi slapped me in the hiney so I slapped him back… and then jumped up here barking at him so he would get into trouble. I would never start anything – no way. I’m too cute to start something… Yeah that’s it.
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