Dear Bacon – There is *always* that one friend. You know the one that ‘dares’ you to do something and says, “What are you afraid”? Why did I have to fall for it. Can you tell me that? And then if that wasn’t bad enough, Ethel has to then photobomb me and take a picture for her Facebook account. Dude, I long for the days before all of this social media. Signed Jack
Dear Jack – WOW. I see that you are in a predicament my friend. I don’t even know Ethel dared you to do but the how the heck did you get out of that funky position? Of course, for payback and before she photobombed you all you had to do was lift that left leg in a strategic position and that would smack that smirk right off of her face – snorts. You know friend, this just screams for payback. And make it GOOD. I mean really GOOD. And then post it on your Facebook account… or perhaps get Christmas cards made. Now that sounds like a plan of destruction. Keep me posted with the results and don’t take any more dares anytime soon okay.
Dear Bacon – HA! This will teach my humans. I ran away from home and they have yet to find me. What do you think? Am I the master of disguises or what? Signed Hide N Seek Master
Dear Hide N Seek Master – You are the boss my friend. I had to take several looks myself to see which ‘rock’ was you. And your parents haven’t found you yet. That’s so awesome. Just remember to come out in time for dinner okay.
Dear Bacon – They said I could do and be anything I wanted. So I decided I wanted to water ski. And let me tell you something – it is fantastic! So invigorating. It makes me feel like I weigh nothing at all. I highly recommend it my friend. Signed Weightless
Dear Weightless – You know you have my interest piqued now my friend. I think I may try this soon… especially since mom/dad are sending me to this awful thing called C.A.M.P. Stay safe.
Dear Bacon – Have you ever just had one of those days that you needed a little something to take the edge off? This was me last weekend. I just couldn’t take chasing the postman anymore… or tying up and blaming the cat for everything. I needed a little liquid refreshment in a place where everyone knew my name and it was a fun place. And hey, this wine is awesome. Have you ever felt like this? Signed Stud at the Bar
Dear Stud at the Bar – Oh yes indeed. There are days that I feel the world is overcoming me… especially this past weekend. We could have met up my friend. Perhaps split a bottle of Francis Ford Coppola wine and whined on each other’s shoulders or downfalls in life in general. I’m sure it would have been a blast. Call me next time okay.
Dear Bacon – I’m not sure my son gets the full effect of my look here. This is my what.do.you.mean.you.want.to.stay.out.all. night.long.partying.look. Does it work for you? Do I need to change something for more of an effect? Any suggestions? Signed Dad in Charge
Dear Dad in Charge – I think you have the look down pact. Did you follow it with, “Not while you are living under my roof?” and “While you are living under my roof, you will obey my rules”? That usually works when my dad uses them on us anipals here at the Hotel Thompson. Maybe take away his allowance. That *always* hurts this little oinker where it counts. Good luck with your son my friend. Just think of these as his teenage rocky years.
Remember my friends – Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU. Please continue to send me your letters and pictures to my email address. 🙂
Piglove 