Every once in a while, your body just craves a good steak – well so says mom/dad. And when mom craves steak, dad takes full advantage and takes her to a local steakhouse that they both love. On this date, mom/dad shared this plate above, of course with a side salad. This is one of mom’s favorites – a ribeye steak fire grilled on an open flame, medium please. The juices were still running and mom licked her lips before jumping in with both feet to eat her way out. And of course by splitting the meal with daddy, that does mean 1/2 the calories. Dad said it was an awesome dinner. When was the last time you had steak calling your name?
Dear Bacon – Life is so not fair dude. Life has become so politically correct lately that no wants to do the things they were doing before because they feel they don’t have to. Do you know what I mean? This is me. I told my human I needed to go for a walk. What do they do? They give me the pan and sweeper, told me to walk myself and to clean up after myself. What? Isn’t that what the humans are suppose to do? Not anymore they said. They said that it wasn’t their poop and I needed to clean it myself. Enough with this politically correct stuff already. What do you say? Signed Swifter
Dear Swifter – Oh pal, I so get you. People are taking life way too serious and need to lighten up a bit. Life is too short to be in a constant battle of being politically correct. I say give back that pan and sweeper to the humans. You are not playing that game. If they don’t agree, I think a few strategic poop bombs will work – snorts. Let me know how it works out for you okay.
Dear Bacon – I don’t get it. Everyday at the zoo, I come out to greet the humans. They all make Batman jokes. I just don’t get and understand it. My name is Ben not Batman. Do you get it and if you do can you please explain this to me. Shakes bear head. Signed Ben
Dear Ben – Smiles and oinks. You see my friend there is the superhero called Batman. Batman’s symbol is like the one here to the right. I wanted to show you this picture because I need you to see what it looks like. Now, I need you to go look in the mirror at your handsome chest. Do you see the resemblance? That’s right – nods head. You are Batbear! Snorts with piggy laughter.
I think personally that is a HUGE compliment. You have the same markings as a superhero. That makes *you* a superhero my friend. Think about that. You have talent. I say work it up for all it’s worth and have fun with your markings.
Dear Bacon – squeaks! For my birthday, all I asked for was one little thing. I wanted a Radio Flyer. The small human here has one and they play with theirs all of the time. It looks like so much fun. I wanted one too. That way the little human could pull me around the house and have fun. The day of my birthday, I woke up and guess what?! I had my Radio Flyer! Have you ever been in one? I feel like I can fly! What do you think? Do I make this Radio Flyer? Signed Pig on Wheels
Dear Pig on Wheels – Awesome my friend. You totally rock that look and look like you are having the time of your life. I’ve never been in a Radio Flyer. I think I may need to add one to my Christmas list this year. I think could get use to sitting in it and having people pull me all around. Squeals with delight – carry on and have fun!
Dear Bacon – Is it working? I saw the hunk of my dreams walk by. I’ve heard on television that one way the humans attract their mates is to flip their hair. I thought I would give it try. What do you think? Yes or no? Signed Fluffy
Dear Fluffy – hubba hubba my sweet. I think it is so working. You flipped that hair so seductively. If you flipped it my way, I would be so taken with your beauty and wonder. If your friend doesn’t catch on, let me know. Call me okay.
Dear Bacon – That stinking purr thing has ticked me off for the last time. Every time I turn around, Mr. Giggles does something to *me* and then blames me for anything and everything when the humans are looking. Mr. Giggles steals my puppy food, drinks my water and sleeps in my masters bed near his head. Enough of this. I’m a dog in charge. Mr. Giggles is going to get it in three, two, one – BOOM. Signed Mr. Pooky
Dear Pooky – Shakes piggy head. First off my friend, I thought your humans were a little eccentric naming the kitty Mr. Giggles. Then I saw your name, Mr. Pooky. Not like there is anything wrong with that, it’s just unique. Have you thought this through all of the way? If you scare the giggles out of Mr. Giggles, rolls eyes, can you imagine what he is going to do to you for payback? Cause you know it’s going to happen my friend. I’d say rethink the situation and see possibly how you can set him up like he does to you. Maybe take one of Mr. Giggles furballs and strategically place it on your master’s pillow. That might be a better route. Not that I would know anything like that or not. Looks innocent and whistles.
Journalist Rocky the Squirrel here –
Keeping my paws on the nuts of the world
Hallelujah! Can you believe they make a holiday for this little oinker we have here at the Hotel Thompson called Bacon? It’s not enough that he’s a spoiled little tyke, now he has holidays. It’s certainly a great reason to celebrate with Bacon – we’ll take that anyday.
Yellow Pig Day is today, July 17th. This is not to be confused with National Pig Day celebrated on March 1st every year. Are you wondering what the difference is between the two pig day holidays? Let me explain it to you 🙂
National Pig Day on March 1st, recognizes and appreciates domesticated pigs, like Bacon. Pot-bellied pigs are often found in petting zoos and sometimes they can be found in regular every day homes like at the Hotel Thompson as members of the family. (I would say as pets but we all know that Bacon has gone beyond that category and is now a ‘member’ of the family. Some would say a child.) I’m sure you already know due to Bacon’s blog here that pigs are highly clever and intelligent animals. They will focus in on one thing until they accomplish whatever they are trying to do. Pigs like Bacon can learn how to open doors, gates, fetch like dogs, roll over and other amazing tricks. Ellen Stanley, an art teacher in Texas, created National Pig Day in 1972. Her intent was to to recognize and be thankful for pigs as intelligent domestic animals. And I have to admit, this holiday is HUGE at the Hotel Thompson.
Yellow Pig Day on July 17th is a mathematician’s holiday celebrating yellow pigs and the number 17. Have you ever seen a yellow pig in real life? Probably not, but wouldn’t it be fun to have them yellow? Why not celebrate yellow pigs anyway! This holiday has been celebrated yearly since the early 1960’s, primarily by mathematicians on college campuses but hey it’s a holiday – let’s celebrate! I wonder if Bacon’s Aunt Tina knows about this date? Did you know that she is in fact a mathematician and a college professor? See smartness runs in the Thompson family 🙂
The Yellow Pig was created by mathematicians Michael Spivak and David C. Kelly in the early 1960’s. Spivak and Kelly were students at Princeton University, studying of course mathematics. History was made as they were listing interesting properties of the number 17. During this thought wave, the yellow pig was born. The yellow pig and the number 17 have been linked ever since.
So, spend some time today thinking and working in multiples of 17 and thinking about little yellow pigs.
Welcome my friends to our weekly issue of Journey with Friends. This is a time that we come together for support, for encouragement, for fellowship – all with one single goal in mind – to live better. Welcome to our journey to share our goals and our accomplishments and our disappointments and frustrations.
Together we can do this!
Sunday, July 9, 2017 – For the most part, I’m over this summer cold. But this hacking cough still persists. At times its like I’m trying to cough up a furball. This cough has to go. I wonder if I can sweat it out? Miles Moved: 1.67
Monday, July 10, 2017 – I’m going to have to find a solution to this heat outside. It is way too hot to be walking outdoors in the heat. Diablo my treadmill has gotten some workout but I just can’t seem to get into the groove of things with my chest and this cough. Miles Moved: 1.82
Tuesday, July 11, 2017 – Moved a bit more today. I put a call into my doctor and who said that something is going around with this hacking cough. The only thing she knows to get rid of it is cough syrup with codeine. I’m picking it up after work. I really hope that works. Miles Moved: 2.57
Wednesday, July 12, 2017 – I’m feeling so much better this morning! The doctor told me to take it easy for a couple of days and to take my cough syrup. Hopefully by next week I can be back into the swing of things all the around. I hope anyway! Miles Moved: 1.78
Thursday, July 13, 2017 – Arrgh – this summer cold is killing me. At times I have absolutely no appetite and the smell of food makes me sick – yay. Then there are times that my stomach won’t stop growling. Then my voice goes and then comes back hoarse as all get out – which I think the family enjoys – LOL. I have no energy. My energy got up and left without me it seems. I’m taking it easy the rest of this week to see if I can’t shake it off. Miles Moved: 1.07
Friday, July 14, 2017 – I definitely am not filling my Apple i-Watch rings today. My chest feels heavy (more than normal – giggles) and the codeine cough syrup is making me sluggish like I’m drunk. It’s so weird. But my cough is going away. Cough or sluggo – which one should I pick, right? Miles Moved: 1.23
Saturday, July 15, 2017 – Today’s goals – get REST. And that my friends is basically what I did all day. Please make this crappy cold go away and find another home. Karma where are you? Miles Moved: 0.62
Thoughts for the week: Life is not a race. Sometimes we have to take a breath and be okay with yourself. I’m sick. I must take care of myself and get over this. If I can’t take care of myself, I can’t take care of the family. So I shall put myself first this weekend and come back strong on Monday.
This week walked: 10.76
TOTAL 2017 Miles: 340.20
❤ small goals turn into big accomplishments ❤
Thunder sucks! There I said it and I’m not taking it back. We have had several storms here in our area lately. Several times, I thought our little Hotel Thompson was going to go up like in the Wizard of Oz. Those thunder sounds can sometimes shake a little house.
But I found one of the safest places in the world when thunder starts up – for real. Right on my dad’s shoulders. He sits on the sofa and I climb up behind his head on the pillows. I then can put my head right next to dad’s head. He keeps me safe. Who would have thought that was the safest place in the entire world. Do you have a safe place for thunder?
Now I leave you with Jokes with Daddy. And trust me, I can see you rolling your eyes right now when you hear the joke. Barks with puppy laughter!