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Happy Birthday Fozzie!!

Oh friends – today is FozzIMG_0176-0.JPGie’s birthday.  Please remember her today and bounce over to her blog to wish her a happy birthday!

Fozzie is my cohort.  – my partner in crime if you will.  Fozzie is my friend when I’m having a great day or bad day.  She ❤ me when I’m sweet Bacon or deviled Ham.

Fozzie is special to us here at the Hotel Thompson.  We may be on the other sides of the world – but when we talk it feels like we are side by side.  I can’t say enough great things about Fozzie.  She’s that special kind of woman who can bring a smile to your face even though she may be suffering in pain.  She’s that kind of friend that you don’t talk to for days and all of a sudden when you do speak, it’s like it was yesterday.

So from all of us here at the Hotel Thompson, we wish you a very special HAPPY BIRTHDAY!  May all your dreams come true my sweet dear friend!

 
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Posted by on 08/25/2015 in Bacon

 

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Hemi and Daddy Bonding – Snorts

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To say that us anipals control and walk all over the humans here at the Hotel Thompson is kind of an understatement.  Last night, we all snuggled into the king size Select Comfort bed.  Hemi slept ‘with’ daddy.  Their setting is 100 – ha!  Me and mom kind of like it a little softer.  Our setting is a 50.  You gotta love the Select Comfort!  Mouse Girl she sleeps in her little princess bed on the floor.  She is such a girl!  And Houdini – he was right there with me and mom – a perfect 50 setting.

Notice Hemi’s position on TOP of daddy.  This is how he beds down.  Personally I think Hemi believes that daddy is his mattress.  He sleeps like this all of the time.  He often will reach his paw out and touch daddy on the face.

Sometimes, he will drift over for some mommy loving but we all know that Hemi is daddy’s little boy just like I’m mommy’s boy.  Humans are not the only ones that pick favorites – us animals do as well.  But to us, it’s a little different.  We know who we can wrap around our hooves and paws – 🙂 Would we do that?

And you didn’t think that Hemi sleeps like this?  Just check out this bottom picture. The proof is in the picture.  He’s actually comfortable.  Touching dad’s face, his eyes closed and dreaming of chasing Journalist Rocky the Squirrel in the backyard.

But I have to ask you this – look at that paw?!  Do you understand what I mean now when I tell you it hurts when he slaps this little oinker on the fanny?  Snorts PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud)!

 
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Posted by on 07/02/2015 in Bacon, Hemi

 

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Piggy Ramblings

  Let’s ramble a bit shall we my friends?  First up let’s talk about birthdays. Mom is a little blue today – in a good way though.  Her baby Houdini turns the big ONE.  Of course mom tells all of us anipals that we are ALL her babies which we know.  And now Chip (Bashful’s son and my grandson) is almost potty trained.  All of the babies are growing up so fast here at the Hotel Thompson.

Also mom has been doing this DIEt thing.  Lord help us all here.  Mom says she is doing things differently this time with her DIEt and she is recording everything that passes her lips in a journal on her iPhone (there’s an app for that – snorts).  She tells daddy every night that you just don’t understand how many calories you are consuming until you start logging them.  It has definitely been an eye opener for mom.  We all tread lightly around her on this DIEt.  Of course, with mom cutting back that means we here area also cutting back.  See how that flows down hill?  This interprets to less Animal Crackers for me and less chips for daddy throughout the day.  But then mommy has to go to the worky place during the week – insert evil snorts.  What she doesn’t know happens here when she is gone is a great thing.

Another happening thing here at the Hotel Thompson is the demise of mom’s laptop several months ago.  Bless her heart – it was a slow death of the Toshiba.  Toshiba was a great one and served years of hard work.  Mom used my laptop for a while but it wasn’t the same.  She complained something about piggy drool.  What?  It is *my* computer – rolls piggy eyes.  She has been using her iPhone and iPad for Facebook and blogging but she complained about the keyboard and something about when she gets on a roll she can’t type as fast as she wants due to the lack of a ‘real’ keyboard.  WOW – she is such a princess, isn’t she?  Snorts

Well yesterday, a package arrived not for me but for mom.  Amazing that they didn’t turn the package away because mom never gets packages.  She opened it up last night.  Of course, all of us anipals were right there in her lap and on the box to help out and see what it was.  Hey, it’s what we do.  She opened up a box and then another box inside of that box.  It almost seemed like Christmas and the anticipation was killing us all.  Then she struck gold – she got herself a new laptop.  I think I heard angels singing but maybe that was just the television.  She oohh and aaww over it while setting it up.  You would have thought she was in heaven and she might have been.  She was deliriously happy.  And you know what – that made us all happy.  Even daddy when she gave him the receipt for the bill – snorts.

Enough ramblings from this oinker.  What’s going on in your part of the world?  Anything funny?  Anything you want to talk about and share?

Oh and one more thing – I sounded like Columbo on that didn’t I?  Snorts – Love that detective.  Mom told daddy last night that she wished he came with a remote control with a mute button.  I’m not sure what that meant.  Do you?  Daddy just laughed and kept on singing and talking.

 
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Posted by on 06/17/2015 in Bacon

 

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Bacon’s Tales of Terror

Oh friends – welcome back to my Bacon’s Tales of Terrors for this month.  This month I’m taking another true story one that you might have heard out of the headlines.  We here at the Hotel Thompson were in awe hearing and seeing it on the news last month and then we found out more information that was just simply astonishing.  So, are you ready for it my friends?

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During the mid-part of March last month, Lynn Groesbeck was traveling in her vehicle with her 18 month old baby, Lily.  For some reason, the car went off the road into the freezing river in Spanish Fork, Utah.  The two were trapped in the car for over 14 hours.

A fisherman happen to see the vehicle and called authorities.  When four rescue workers came to the car, they all said they heard a woman yelling for help – a mature older voice.  This voice was so pleading that the workers got into the frigid waters and were able to work harder and flip the car over.  The vehicle had been partially submerged in the freezing water and workers were shocked to see the mother had passed away and had been deceased for hours but the baby was still alive and in her car seat.

Was it adrenaline that helped the workers push the vehicle over?  Was it the pleading voice of Help that gave the four workers the adrenaline they needed to get the car upright? Was it the deceased mother that was still looking over her precious baby?  Where did the voice come from that all four heard?  And let me add that the water was so cold that some of the workers had to be treated for hypothermia.  How did the baby survive the cold for 14 hours?

Baby Lily is recovering in the hospital and family say that she is going to be just fine.  What do you think of this true story?  Did it give you goosebumps like it did us here at the Hotel Thompson?

 
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Posted by on 04/13/2015 in Bacons Tales of Terror

 

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A Grapevine to Friendship?

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Okay my friends – I have to ask.  Do you think I should buy this for the little guy here at the Hotel Thompson – Houdini?  Don’t you think that he would just look absolutely cute as heck wearing this?  Snorts – too much?  Not enough?

He’s an alright kind of guy – don’t tell him I said that.  You know we share a bedroom.  Do you know that he snores?  For a little six pound pup, he can shake the rafters.  Really, pig’s honor.  I’m not lying.

I just thought if I bought him a shirt – since he likes to dress up – it might show him that I do kind of like him… for a puppy.

So what do you think – yes or no for the shirt?  Snorts – happy Saturday!

 
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Posted by on 03/21/2015 in Bacon, Houdini

 

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Dear Bacon

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 Dear Bacon –  We are in LOVE.  Can’t you tell by the grin on my face.  Who says that love can’t be with everyone in the world.  I’ve found the kitty for me!  Signed Snuggable Loveable

Dear Snuggable Loveable – Sigh.  Trust me my friends.  I do know the full understanding of love.  I have someone in my heart who is now a sweet angel above watching over me.  My dear Nylablue was and still is the love of my little piggy life.  I say enjoy while you can and cherish each and every day my friends!  No regrets.


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Dear Bacon –  The master said fetch and we both went.  Whoever brings the stick back gets a treat.  Well we have learned to share and share alike – barks barks.  We *both* brought the stick back.  That should show the master huh?  Signed Fun and Games

Dear Fun and Games – I like the way you think my friends.  That is an awesome plan for the both of you to get a treat.  I shall remember this in the future around here at the Hotel Thompson.  Way to go my friends!

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20140330-182406.jpgDear Bacon – Please, please make this day that I get that despicable dog today that comes into my yard, takes hefty craps and harasses me to the ends of the earth.  Just one little punch in the face from my front paws, or perhaps a back kick, would so make my day.  Can you help me out and say that little prayer with me?  Thanks so very much.  Signed On My Knees

Dear On My Knees – Hey, I’m with you on this my friend.  I can’t sit back when one of my friends needs some assistance.  I’ll say that little prayer with you in hopes that you can get even with your little barky thing that visits you.  The line has now been crossed and pay back is definitely in order.  Take care and be quick about it when no one is looking.


 20140330-182417.jpgDear Bacon – Who doesn’t ❤ a great kitty condo?  It’s the time of the year when the humans do weird things like bringing home lots of packages/boxes.  What better time to make a kitty condo for all of us?  Who cares about the junk inside of the boxes.  Humans are weird.  Signed the Three Amigos

Dear Three Amigos – There is something so amusing and wondrous about empty boxes.  We love them here too at the Hotel Thompson.  And yes you are so true in saying that humans are weird.  I’m not sure why this time of the year it happens but it does.  Enjoy those boxes there my friends.  I know we have a couple of them here that we are working on destruction.  It’s so much fun and so messy!

 


 

Remember my friends – keep your pictures and questions coming by emailing them to me.  Thanks!

 
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Posted by on 01/06/2015 in Bacon, Dear Bacon

 

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Happy Birthday Fozzie!!

Oh friends – today is FozzIMG_0176-0.JPGie’s birthday.  Please remember her today and bounce over to her blog to wish her a happy birthday!

Fozzie is my cohort.  – my partner in crime if you will.  Fozzie is my friend when I’m having a great day or bad day.  She ❤ me when I’m sweet Bacon or deviled Ham.

Fozzie is special to us here at the Hotel Thompson.  We may be on the other sides of the world – but when we talk it feels like we are side by side.  I can’t say enough great things about Fozzie.  She’s that special kind of woman who can bring a smile to your face even though she may be suffering in pain.  She’s that kind of friend that you don’t talk to for days and all of a sudden when you do speak, it’s like it was yesterday.

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So from all of us here at the Hotel Thompson, we wish you a very special HAPPY BIRTHDAY!  May all your dreams come true my sweet dear friend!

 
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Posted by on 08/25/2014 in Bacon

 

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Treats – It’s a Pig Life

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Any time I get treats, it’s a good day for me.  Mom went to the market this past weekend and bought me all kinds of treats to stock me up.  She *always* brings me back something good to eat.  This week was no different.

When mom and dad go to the market, afterwards they bring all of these grocery bags into the kitchen.  I get to watch as they put everything up knowing that I have stuff too.  After everything is put away, mom usually takes my things and cuts everything up in one day.  She puts them in buckets in the refrigerator.  This is where me, the sous chef, comes in to play 🙂  She will give me tasty little morsels to try.  And trust me, they are so good!

After she cuts everything up (usually carrots, celery, watermelon or some other fruit and my salad mix), she will fix me a bowl as a snack.  Today’s menu consisted of grapes, Goldfish and watermelon rind.  I’ve tried watermelon before but someone told mom that pigs like the rind as well.  Whoever you are you sweet dear person for telling mom this, I love you.  It is delicious and I’ve been eating every since!  Good thing mom’s dad doesn’t have a garden anymore.  I would be in hog heaven and never leave!  Snorts

Mom and dad let me eat on my food carpet in the front room. So in this picture don’t fear the “dirty carpet”, it’s my feed mat.  They pick it up and wash it every week.  As you can see, I am chomping down on that watermelon rind.  Mom took this picture of me in mid chomp.  I usually will eat what I like the most first.  Of course, it was the rind.  I couldn’t get enough of it.  You bite into it and the watermelon juice actually squirts inside of your mouth.  That’s my favorite part.

I guess you can say I’m a little spoiled.  Not a lot – just a little.  What do you think?  What’s your favorite treat?

 
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Posted by on 08/07/2014 in Bacon, Uncategorized

 

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But I *AM* in Bed – Silly Mom

20130321-084323.jpgThis is me and mom’s leg in the picture – snort.  Every night after dinner and dishes, me and mom snuggle on the couch.  It’s our time.  Mom kicks the recliner back and we pull the blankets close to get all comfy and snuggable (you can see my Egyptian cotton sheet up there with us – it’s so silky!).

She pets my back while she catches up on her emails, blogs, Facebook and watches television.  It’s our bonding time.  I keep my snout right on her leg so I know if she moves.  That’s how deep I sleep.

Sometimes I sleep so deep, I actually snore.  I can’t help it.  I know I’m completely safe right there next to mom and she won’t let anything happen to me.

Every night when it’s time to go to bed, me and mom go through the same game.  She starts softly telling me, “Bacon, wake up, it’s time to go to bed”.  Do you know how ironic that is?  Mom – I’m already asleep in bed – snort.  So every night I pretend to be asleep and hard to wake up.  Sounds like a typical kid putting off bedtime doesn’t it?  She’ll keep being persistent like a fly buzzing around your head, “Bacon, it’s time to go to bed young man.”  And, me being pig headed like I am will continue to pretend to be asleep.

Then mom picks up her tone a bit and tells me, “If you don’t go get ready for bed now, you’re going to miss your bedtime story.”  Bedtime story – did someone say bedtime story?  Of course, I immediately wake up to this, jump down and run to my room to get ready for bed.  By the time mom brushes her teeth and comes in my room, me, Bashful and the other rock clan are safely in our bed.  Mom always tucks us in, kisses us both goodnight and reads us a story.  You can’t miss her bedtime stories!

But tonight on the couch after dinner, we’ll go through the same thing all over again.  Why?  Because it’s what me and mom do of course – snort.

 
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Posted by on 03/06/2014 in Bacon, Pet Rocks

 

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Pineapple and Daddy

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As some of you know, I have a love/hate relationship with my daddy.  I mean he loves me and I love him but it’s nothing like the love me and mom share.  Can you relate?  We tolerate – yeah that’s a good word – tolerate each other.  He takes care of me during the day and I like to think I take care of him during the day too.

Well, this weekend we were outside playing around.  I was down in the yard of the magical back yard and he was with me with mommy up on the deck.  Just for a moment, deviled ham came out in me.

  I tried to hide him back inside of me… you know sweet bacon.  But, it just wasn’t going to happen.  Sigh – deviled ham came out full force.  I looked at daddy and all I could see was a target.  I know I shouldn’t but it happened.  I stomped my hooves, ran around the magical back yard and at full force slammed into daddy who was kneeling over weeding.  For a big ex football player, he fell hard with a good thump.  Maybe that’s because he wasn’t expecting me… you think?  Then that old meanie deviled ham did something terrible.  He grabbed daddy’s pant legs and started pulling.  I thought for a minute deviled ham was going to pull off daddy’s pants in the backyard.

But then, daddy did the strangest thing.  He said really loud, “Safe word is pineapple – PINEAPPLE”.  He kept repeating pineapple.  Shakes piggy head.  Can you believe that?  Even when deviled ham is trying to play, daddy still thinks of food.  And mom says my mind is a one track way with food.  Snorts.

With daddy screaming pineapple and deviled ham snorting, this got mom’s attention on the deck.  Mom said those words that everyone hates to hear.  The full name – shivers.  She yelled out, “Bacon Porkchop Thompson, you get up here NOW”.  Oh snap.  That’s right – deviled ham snapped right out of my inner body and sweet bacon came out pronto.  I stopped, put my tail between my legs and slowly stomped up the board to the deck.  Man, I was in trouble.  The full name followed by NOW.

I got up on the deck and mom fussed at me.  I mean really fussed.  What was I thinking?  I can’t play rough like that, etc.  I tried to tell her it was deviled ham.  She didn’t have any of it.  She sent me to my bedroom… you know pay the time for the crime.  Shucks… it was all in good fun.

But, I went to my room.  I hope mommy fed daddy some pineapple.  He seemed like he really wanted some.  And don’t worry, dad wasn’t hurt.  He thought it was kind of fun too.  We made apologies later in the day and all is good now.

But you see, that deviled ham is evil.  Do you have a deviled ham?

 

 
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Posted by on 02/24/2014 in Bacon

 

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