Letter From Summer Camp

Dear Family,

Bacon here from Summer Camp.  This weekend started off slow with Summer Camp.  Everyone was getting to know one another and learn the ways around the camp here.  It’s gotten a lot better now.  I even met a new friend – Scott.  He’s kind of cool and is from the North Georgia mountain areas.  He goes outside all of the time and we are kind of hanging with each other.

They really believe in the activities at this place and are constantly encouraging us to participate. Yesterday we had arts and crafts so I went.  Let me just say that it wasn’t my fault.  Really it wasn’t.  I got to class late and no one told me that the macaroni was for making jewelry and not for eating.  What can I say?  I was a little hungry.  You might get a call from my counselor about that incident.

And speaking of counselors.  Mom are you for real about this place?  Did you check into this at all?  They call the boys here Blueberries and the girls Strawberries.  Rolls piggy eyes.  That is so crazy and just makes me hungry.  But I’m getting sidetracked.  Our counselors have nicknames.  I bet you just can’t guess what my counselor’s nickname is.  Go ahead.  I’ll wait for you to guess.  Then again, no I won’t since I only have ONE hour of computer time tonight.  His nickname is Wolf.  Really mom?  Gotta run – my time is running close and I have to get back to my cabin before it gets too dark.

 

My New Tattoo

Really, is tattoos just for the humans?  I don’t think so. 

I’ve been surfing the net and looking around.  There are so AWESOME artwork out there on display.  I just can’t get over the talent that some artists have.  I’ll tell you a secret – come closer because I don’t want anyone to hear me telling you.  Mom has a tattoo.  Yeah, I know.  Hard to believe isn’t it?  Straight laced goody two shoes mom has a tat.  And, it’s not small either.  It’s BIG but some where that not everyone gets to see…. only if she shows it to you.  Who would have thought that?  Are you as surprised as I was when I first found out?

So, I thought to myself, “Pig, why don’t you get one?”  I’ve been on the net.  I’ve seen where actual pigs have tattoos.  They’re amazing.  Of course most of those pigs are pink and I’m black so that creates a small problem.  But, I found a great tattoo artist and let’s just say my rump is now a piece of art.  So I just know you are dying to see my behinney, aren’t you?  Go ahead and say it.  You want to see the Bacon’s butt.  Okay.  well, here you go – my new tattoo

 

It’s an amazing job isn’t it?  I actually wanted to put MOM in the heart but I was talked out of it.  Strikingly handsome butt isn’t it?  I think it’s the long tail with the white hair at the bottom that draws your attention.  Mom actually braids that hair sometimes.  Don’t tell anyone because I actually do kind of like it when she does that – snort.

What do you think? 

Did I make a good choice? 

I’m full of love and angel at heart?

 

 

Please note:  no actual pig was harmed in the making of this picture.  This is not a ‘real’ tattoo but a graphic tattoo.