Bacon’s Spooktoberfest – Day 1

BACON’s SPOOKTOBERFEST

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. 

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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.

 

Elf on the Shelf – OH NO!

Oh my friends.  I think I’m scared.  I think I may be in trouble.  It’s almost *that* time of the year again. You know the time.  *That* time when Don Juan comes out – shivers and squeals.  Wait a minute.  You’re looking confused.  You don’t know who Don Juan is?  You might be lucky that you don’t know.  Don Juan is the name of my Elf on the Shelf here at the Hotel Thompson.  But Don Juan – he’s “special”.  I mean really “special”.  You see, Don Juan is not made of the same cloth as all of these other elves that come out for the holidays.  Don Juan is evil – pure and simple.

You see these little Elf on the Shelves are a Christmas tradition.  In theory, they watch over the household and report back to the North Pole every night.  Once at the North Pole, they inform Santa of all of the happenings at their house.  By morning, the return back to the house in different positions so you know they’ve been to the North Pole.

But Don Juan. Shakes piggy head and shivers.  Don Juan has his own agenda.  He comes out and scares everyone here at the Hotel Thompson.  He does bad things…. some things I can’t even say out loud.  I didn’t want to be the only one with this out of control elf so last year I sent some cousins of Don Juan out to some friends here in blogville.  OMP – I do hope they behave this year.

The day after Thanksgiving  is when the elves get their special powers.  The Elf on the Shelves have special powers from the day after Thanksgiving until Christmas Day.

So I have a really, REALLY important question to you my friends in blogville.  Is there anyone that can take this little oinker in for a couple of weeks?  Please.  I’ll be nice… really.

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Shivers just thinking of what Don Juan is up to… Squeals!

 

 

 

 

Elf on the Shelf – OH NO!

Oh my friends.  I think I’m scared.  I think I may be in trouble.  It’s almost *that* time of the year again. You know the time.  *That* time when Don Juan comes out – shivers and squeals.  Wait a minute.  You’re looking confused.  You don’t know who Don Juan is?  You might be lucky that you don’t know.  Don Juan is the name of my Elf on the Shelf here at the Hotel Thompson.  But Don Juan – he’s “special”.  I mean really “special”.  You see, Don Juan is not made of the same cloth as all of these other elves that come out for the holidays.  Don Juan is evil – pure and simple.

You see these little Elf on the Shelves are a Christmas tradition.  In theory, they watch over the household and report back to the North Pole every night.  Once at the North Pole, they inform Santa of all of the happenings at their house.  By morning, the return back to the house in different positions so you know they’ve been to the North Pole.

But Don Juan. Shakes piggy head and shivers.  Don Juan has his own agenda.  He comes out and scares everyone here at the Hotel Thompson.  He does bad things…. some things I can’t even say out loud.  I didn’t want to be the only one with this out of control elf so last year I sent some cousins of Don Juan out to some friends here in blogville.  OMP – I do hope they behave this year.

The day after Thanksgiving  is when the elves get their special powers.  The Elf on the Shelves have special powers from the day after Thanksgiving until Christmas Day.

So I have a really, REALLY important question to you my friends in blogville.  Is there anyone that can take this little oinker in for a couple of weeks?  Please.  I’ll be nice… really.

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Shivers just thinking of what Don Juan is up to… Squeals!

 

 

 

 

31 Days of Spook – Ghosts that Visit

 Do you get it my friends?

 

Elf on the Shelf – OH NO!

Oh my friends.  I think I’m scared.  I think I may be in trouble.  It’s almost *that* time of the year again. You know the time.  *That* time when Don Juan comes out – shivers and squeals.  Wait a minute.  You’re looking confused.  You don’t know who Don Juan is?  You might be lucky that you don’t know.  Don Juan is the name of my Elf on the Shelf here at the Hotel Thompson.  But Don Juan – he’s “special”.  I mean really “special”.  You see, Don Juan is not made of the same cloth as all of these other elves that come out for the holidays.  Don Juan is evil – pure and simple.

You see these little Elf on the Shelves are a Christmas tradition.  In theory, they watch over the household and report back to the North Pole every night.  Once at the North Pole, they inform Santa of all of the happenings at their house.  By morning, the return back to the house in different positions so you know they’ve been to the North Pole.

But Don Juan. Shakes piggy head and shivers.  Don Juan has his own agenda.  He comes out and scares everyone here at the Hotel Thompson.  He does bad things…. some things I can’t even say out loud.  And get this, I didn’t want to be the only one with elves in the house this year.  So what did I do?  I sent out four elves to some friends here in blogville.  Some of them you might have already met.  My cousin Sammy has Elfvis – which has already gotten into some trouble.  My friends the Pigs have Timmy.  And then there’s a couple of other peeps that haven’t commented yet on their new elf’s name.

You see my friends may be thanking me too quickly.  You see, the day after Thanksgiving (11/28/2014) is when the elves get their special powers.  We won’t know until then if all of these friends that I sent out will be naughty or nice.  So I just want to put this out there my friends – I’m sorry – snorts.  It’s going to be a long holiday season.  The Elf on the Shelves have special powers from the day after Thanksgiving until Christmas Day.

So I have a really, REALLY important question to you my friends in blogville.

 Is there anyone that can take this little oinker in for a couple of weeks?

Please.  I’ll be nice… really.

Shivers just thinking of what Don Juan is up to… especially with my sock monkey!  Squeals!

 

 

 

 

31 Days of Spook – Ghost Animals

 Oh my dearest anipals – don’t think the humans are the only ones to be afraid during my 31 Days of Spook.  Remember there are ghost animals too – be afraid.  Be very afraid. And..maybe you shouldn’t answer the door tonight if there’s a knock after dark.

 

31 Days of Spook – 666

Oh dear piggy heavens!?  Should we be afraid?  Should we call an exorcist? Mommy got into Albert, her Smart car, this morning and she was greeted with this on her trip odometer. Is it a sign of what’s to come for the day?

Oh my friends – say a little prayer for my mom and send her good vibes.  666 is not a great way to start the day.

Happy Spooky Day my friends!

 

31 Days of Spook – Story Submission

Oh my sweet friends.  How are you holding up so far with my 31 Days of Spook?  Are you leaving the lights on at night yet?  Are you watching all of the shadows behind you?  Are you spooked when someone says hello to you?  Snorts – if you are, buckle up those seat belts because I’ve got a great scary story for you today.  This story was submitted by my friends Lassie and Benji.  If you haven’t met Lassie and Benji, please visit their blog and tell them that Bacon sent you.

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This is a true story from Lassie and Benji’s mom from like 87 years ago when she was a young teenager.  In the picture to the left is Murko who is mentioned in the story below.  In order to say Murko’s name correctly, you have to roll the “R” in the name.  Go ahead and say it a couple of times.  I know you want to 🙂  So now, we are going to tell mom’s story.

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“Mommy came home from school one day and was all alone in the house.  Well not totally alone, it was just her and her cat, “Murko”. There was this wicked wind blowing down the alley. Mommy lived in a twin house so the alley was just on the one side of the house.  Anyway, the wind seemed to come outta no where! Mommy figured maybe a storm was coming, but she thought that was odd since she didn’t remember the weatherman mentioning a storm in the forecast.

 Then Mommy heard some strange noises.  It was almost like a high-pitched crying or wailing sound, but not quite.   It was the wind.  It was screeching as the air hit the corner of the windows while it was blowing down the alley.  The high pitched screeching sounds were very short and the echo of the sounds bounced up and down the alley way.  Mommy started to get an uneasy feeling.

 The room went rhythmically from light to dark, almost as if it were shadows or passing clouds blocking the sunlight.  Then all of the sudden a plant on the windowsill came tumbling over spilling dirt all over our dining room carpet.

 Next, the curtains on the windows were flying up in the air as well — it was almost as if the curtains were dancing while flying in the air still tethered up by curtain rod.  The curtains seemed to go methodically from one window to the next — floating up and down — first the dining  room window curtains then the breakfast room curtains floated in the air.  The pattern of the flying curtains was moving in Mommy’s direction getting closer and closer to where she was standing in the kitchen.  Mommy was terrified seeing the white curtains floating in the air and seeing them headed in her direction…. and she screamed, “It’s a GHOST!”

Almost instantaneously, the cat leaped in the air like something spooked her and Mommy leaped even higher than the cat!  And then all of the sudden the “storm” stopped.

Mommy thought to herself, was it really a “storm” or was the wind a sign of some evil presence or perhaps even a ghost!  Mommy hurried and shut all the windows tight and clung to her cat waiting for her sibling to come home from school as well.

Mommy’s older sibling came home from school and was baffled at the sight of Mommy sitting on the floor holding her cat surrounded by the dirt all around her on the floor from the toppled over plant.     Mommy told her sibling of the horrible tale of the wind and the plant and the flying curtains … and the sibling said, “What are you talking about, it wasn’t windy today!”

GULP!   Maybe it was a Ghost after all!”

 

New Show – Naked and Afraid

Oh dear piggy heavens above.  Yep, you read that right.  A show on television called Naked and Afraid.  I’ve been watching this on my television for a while now.  It’s taken me a while to wrap my little piggy brain around the concept.  Let me explain that to you so you get why I’m amazed.

A man and a woman sign up for this adventure.  Voluntarily might I add – snorts – remember that part.  They go somewhere remote in the world.  It could be Panama, Fiji, a swamp, the beach, a rain forest or wilderness.  They have to survive for 21 days alone.  Together.  Naked.  No water, no food and no clothes.  Did you get that?  Naked.  Two strangers that don’t know each other on their own.

WTP (what the pig?!)  I can understand 21 days of survival in a remote place but naked?  As in no clothes.  Not a stitch of nothing.  For all the world to see.  A complete stranger.  In nature.  With bugs, rain, heat, no food, no water, slithery things like snakes, dirt, and yuck.  Shivers to mergatroid.

This show comes on the Discovery channel.  Have you seen it?  If so, thoughts?  If not, you gotta see this show.  Oh, and let me add there is a small camera crew that follows them around.  Of course they can’t help in any way unless there is an emergency but they see you in your birthday suit too.

So, are you going to sign up?  Snorts.

 

Shivers to Mergatroid – What a Nightmare! *PG WARNING*

Mom tried to warn me last night. She didn’t think I was ready. I on the other hoove tried to explain to her that I was a big boy and could watch these types of movies with no problems. I mean, I’m 15 months old, I’ve got to start branching out from the cartoons, right? And hey, what’s scarier than Little Red Riding Hood with that big bad wolf or The Three Little Pigs with that big bad wolf. See where I’m going peeps – wolves are BAD animals – BAD! But that’s another blog for another day.

I finally convinced mom to let me stay up for Friday movie night. She popped the popcorn and we settled down for Jaws. Now take in consideration that this is probably my first R rated movie. Steven Spielberg directed this movie in 1975. Mom said she was 6 when it came out. (LOL – you do the math for her age, I didn’t tell you a thing – snort). It was scary for her when she saw it the first time. I’m watching it and I admit there were some scary shark situations. I learned several things from this movie. First of all, don’t go swimming in water that you can’t see the bottom. Heck, these days I don’t even trust a swimming pool. Second, it’s a ‘killer’ shark. You look like bait in that water. Don’t be stupid.

After the movie was over and I was shaking out of control, mom tsked tsked me and told me she thought I was too young. I tried to pig up and be brave but I’m going to tell you something. That was the LONGEST trip down the hall to my bedroom that I have ever done. It was darn right out scary. I don’t have any type of water fountain or pool in my room but I admit it. I flinched and jumped when I tinkled in my potty patch. Just the sound of water had me looking around for a shark. Shivers to mergatroid!

Mom came in, tucked me in and turned on my piggy night light which I *had* to have last night. I even talked her into turning on my piggy radio for a little bit to calm my nerves with baby songs. Everything was going good and I finally drifted off to sleepy land. That’s when it went wrong REALLY quick. I had a nightmare that literally threw me out of the water and sleep land for that matter. I woke up counting hooves and touching body parts to make sure I was okay. I couldn’t let mom know I had a nightmare. She would never let me watch a R rated movie again, you know. So you ask, what did you dream about pig? Take a peak below. Remember, this has a PG warning. Shivers, just to think about it scares me!