Dear Bacon – I’m a clown in the circus. I love working in the circus except for one thing – I don’t like when people squeeze my red nose. Other than that, it’s a blast. Signed Pancho the Donkey Clown
Dear Pancho the Donkey Clown – That’s *all* you worry about? People squeezing your red nose? Not your clothes, the hat or the make-up.
Just the people squeezing your nose? Dude, go with it! Have fun at a job you love and earn your money while you can.
Maybe one day you can move to that donkey retirement community you’ve been looking into.
Dear Bacon – I’m a happy pooch now. I had some problems with my teeth and my master took me to the dentist.
I am so happy with the results! AND he put in a little bling for me. What do you think? Signed Smiling Pooch
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Dear Smiling Pooch – Well, your smile brought a smile to my face – it must be working. You do look really happy in that picture.
And, I kind of like the bling. Your master must really love you my friend!
Dear Bacon – Sometimes in life, we just have to stop and smell the roses. You know, take each day one day at a time and focus in on the moment. I’m a lot more relaxed these days doing that. Signed Goat of Leisure.
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Dear Goat of Leisure – Yes my friend. You do look really relaxed in that floatie. I think I may have to take some time today to enjoy the moment. Thanks for sharing your deep thoughts.
Dear Bacon – We have a game in the house where us purr things get into the boxes that are attached by the string. The string is attached to the barky thing that pulls us around the house. It’s really kind of fun.
Maybe you can use this traveling method for your purr things? Signed Sliding Kitties
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Dear Sliding Kitties – Yes I think that would be perfect for the purr things here. *I* can get in a box and *they* can pull me around the house.
Perhaps they can bow down to me as well – snort. It does look like a fun way to travel through the house!
Dear Bacon – It’s cold outside in this weather. Betsy and I have been knitting and this is what we came up with. It’s quite the hit on the farm. It did take us a while to knit it though – it’s hard knitting with your beaks. What do you think? Signed Two Cold Chicks
Dear Two Cold Chicks – That is very creative. I’m kind of digging it. Do you think you ladies can create something for me? I would cherish it and wear it forever!
Dear Bacon – All of these young gals cramming the local Starbucks in search of the perfect cup of Java. Who says that us dogs can’t appreciate this too? I dressed up and walked into our local Starbucks – no one could tell the difference. I had my hair did, my scarf and my doggy Uggs. I ordered my double shot of Mocha and told them my name was Nicki with an “I”. Can YOU tell the difference? Signed Nicki
Oh Nicki – that is hilarious! I absolutely love it and see no difference in you ordering your favorite cup compared to anyone else around here my friend. I say sit back and enjoy that cup – you so deserve it!
Dear Bacon – There I was playing with my favorite toy like I do all of the time – I love this toy! That’s when things turned bad very quickly. It attacked my face. I can’t get it off. I’m so glad the human found time FIRST to take a picture, don’t you? Help please. Signed Alien
Dear Alien – Snorts! I’m laughing with you my friend – really. I’ve seen this kind of contraption around here at the Hotel Thompson with Houdini playing with it. I look don’t look forward to it when it attacks him – I can see it now “Toys Gone Wild”.
Dear Bacon – What? Don’t all households look like this at the end of the day with two strapping lads playing hard? I mean what else are we to do when the humans are gone all day long without us? So we play hard. Signed Dos Destructives
Dear Dos Destructives – Snorts! I’ve seen the Hotel Thompson look like that in two hours with a 6 pound Yorkie my friends. Does it happen – yes. All the time – um no. I say you two did a fine job that day. I’m sure your humans were greatly impressed… or not. Maybe next time, clean up before they get home.
Dear Bacon – What out for me okay. I know the staff keep this treats for me in this cabinet. I just know it. I’m going to take a peek while you watch out. Give me a sign if you see them coming into the kitchen okay. Signed Tip Toe
Dear Tip Toe – I think it’s the cabinet to the left of the one you are in… well it is here at the Hotel Thompson. Let me ask you this though my friend. Once you get the container, how will you open it? Nods head – I see the lights coming on now on your face. Maybe give it to the barky thing (if you have one) to play with for a while. They are amazing at opening things. Then you can blame it all on them. I’m just sayin’. Double snorts!
Dear Bacon – Shaking my head in disgust. The human was getting dressed and dropped this contraption on the floor. I picked it up and got snagged myself. Why do these things happen to me? Signed Busted
Dear Busted – You poor thing my friend. Sometimes it’s not good if it fits you must sits kind of situations. I say plea to your human as soon as possible to get untangled in your weave of despair. Good luck!
REMEMBER FRIENDS – Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU. Please keep sending me your letters and pictures to my email address 🙂
One of my favorite things about Dr. Seuss is that he’s different. And isn’t that great? We are all different in every way. That is what makes us special in each of our own ways. We can stand out and be us. Whether you bark, meow, oink, slither or squawk, let’s all give Dr. Seuss a HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Now I’m off to see daddy. Daddy absolutely ❤ Green Eggs and Ham. He actually knows it by heart. I’m going to see if he will read it to me. He makes the best animations when he tells it to me – happy day my friends!
Barks my friends! What a busy past couple of weeks we have had here at the Hotel Thompson. So much going on with mommy. She is really trying to feel better these days and has been to the doctor a couple of times. It has a lot to do with the weather changing and getting a little bit cooler. It’s really messing with Mr. Arthritis. He seems like such a mean person. I wish I could meet him. I would bite his ankles for what he does to mom and dad at times.
I gotta tell you a story about someone I did meet this weekend here at the Hotel Thompson – right in my living room too. There I was playing around in front of the fireplace. That’s when i saw this other pooch staring at me. Do you see him in the pictures below? What the barks was he doing in *my* front room and how did he get in. I stopped what I was doing, stared him down and barked like crazy at him. But oh no, he kept hiding in the fireplace – what a wuss!
I sat there and waiting patiently – of course throwing in some growls and barks. Then mom saw me and asked me what was going on. Then she told me something amazing. She said it was me in what she called a reflection in the glass. OMD!! No wonder that dog looked so handsome – it was me! Barks – Barks – Barks
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Well that’s all for me my friends – yawns – I hope you had a wonderful week as well. Happy weekend!
One year ago, my little brother Houdini came to live with us here at the Hotel Thompson. At that time, he was a 12 week old Yorkshire Terrier. Snorts – we learned real quick that Terrier really means TERROR.
In this picture, he didn’t even weigh 1 pound yet. For the first six months that we had him, I didn’t even think he had legs because he got carried everywhere by mom or dad. Must have been the life, huh?
And he would fall asleep everywhere and anywhere. Mom said that because he was growing like the little weed he is.
He plays hard. He sleeps hard. We’ve come a long way in his first year. Clothes, birthday parties, groomers, play dates. And I have to admit that the little guy has grown on me. He is no longer just 1 pound. I’m happy to report that he goes between 5.5 to 6 pounds – depends on what he eats that day – snorts. For a poochie, he’s not bad. I can’t imagine life here at the Hotel Thompson without him.
Do you remember how he got his name Houdini?
Mom and dad put him in his crate in their bedroom and went to the pet store to pick up some supplies for him. When they came home, he had escaped out of his crate and was wondering around their bedroom. Mom said he was a cute little escape artist therefore Houdini stuck. Personally I don’t think mom shut his crate all the way.”
I leave you with his very first video that mommy made the day he came here. Enjoy my friends and let’s take the time to tell Houdini WELCOME and Happy Anniversary.
One of my favorite things about Dr. Seuss is that he’s different. And isn’t that great? We are all different in every way. That is what makes us special in each of our own ways.
We can stand out and be us. Whether you bark, meow, oink, slither or squawk, let’s all give Dr. Seuss a HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Theodor Seuss Geisel (3/02/1904 – 09/24/1991)
Now I’m off to see daddy. Daddy absolutely ❤ Green Eggs and Ham. He actually knows it by heart. I’m going to see if he will read it to me. He makes the best animations when he does – happy day my friends!
Yawns – Hello my new friends of Bacon. Welcome back to my Paw Time with Houdini. A lot has happened in a week. I got my stitches out and my cone of shame has been removed. Well, part of that is right – barks. Mom and dad took me to the vet’s office to have my stitches out and guess what. Go ahead guess. Jumps around hopping with excitement. Can you guess? My stitches were already out! Did you guess that? Mom says it was because I was being too active and jumping and hopping and pouncing at everything. I’m not sure. I’m just glad the cone of shame is off. They also checked my mouth because I had four teeth extracted the same date as my procedure. Everything looked great and I don’t have to go back until the end of this year – YAY! Jumps around with joy.
Some people have asked how big I am. Personally, my inner dog thinks I’m as big as a St. Bernard and I weigh over 100 pounds. In fact, while we were at the vet’s office they weighed me again. They said their scales stated 6.2 pounds. I think they need to have their scales recalculated and I demanded to be reweighed again. No way I can be 6.2 pounds – I’m too fierce for that. Don’t believe me? Listen closely – ggrroowwll – were you scared?
This is a picture that Bacon took of me playing with mom’s hand. Mom has to be a freak with such a large hand because again I can’t be that small. See the fierceness in me? Mom calls me her little firecracker.
I’m leaving you today with a funny that I found during my ‘procedure’. Bacon has been teaching me how to blog and I hope you like my weekly edition. Have a great weekend my new found friends – barks out!
Oh my friends. Life here at the Hotel Thompson can be really comical at times. We all have our favorite spots in the evenings when mom and dad are watching television. Sometimes they vary but for the most part it’s the same spots for all of us. The other night though, I wasn’t feeling too well – it’s winter time and I hate winter time. Shivers – the cold makes me want to hibernate. So I went to bed early.
Hemi crawled up on mommy and was getting some one on one time with her. Well the little guy Houdini didn’t like it one bit. He thinks the mommy is all his always. So he crawls up and gives Hemi a piece of his mind which turns out just to be hilarious. Make sure you watch until the end of the video because it gets even better. Since Hemi won’t move, see what Houdini does. Priceless my friends – priceless.
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.
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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Dear 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.
Dear 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!
September we are highlighting some of my friends who volunteered to help me out with my Dear Bacon issue. Today’s special edition is by some wonderful little purr thing friends – Archie, Oscar and Henry. You know them from their blog – mythreemoggies If you don’t know them, you *must* go visit them and check them out. Tell them that Bacon sent you. Now, on to some great advice to help out our fellow anipals.
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Dear Dear Archie, Oscar and Henry,
My mom said that if I behaved at the flea market, I could ride the merry go round. Bark-bark-bark. As you can see, I got to ride! Bark – it’s so much fun. Bark – can you tell I’m having fun? Signed Happy Bark
Dear Happy Bark,
It looks like you’re going round the twist. You’re barking mad. You can’t carousel on like this!
We know you dogs like to go a little crazy every now and then: chasing your tails, running after sticks, barking at the wind. But this is too much.
You need to be a little more cat… Quit the fairground, find yourself a nice warm bed and grab forty winks. That’s true happiness.
Signed Archie, Oscar and Henry
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Dear Archie, Oscar and Henry,
What the cream cheese! There’s something slimy that confronted me today in my own living room. What the heck is the cast off from Sponge Bob? Have you ever seen this before. I’m not sure what I do with it – play with it, eat it or show it to the door. Thoughts? Signed Escardog
Dear Escardog,
This is a slimy situation you’ve got yourself into. Of course, your first resort to any intruder is to think ‘food’, but this is not Paris notre petit ami. You need to have a word in his shell like and tell him to sling his antennae.
Signed Archie, Oscar and Henry
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Dear Archie, Oscar and Henry
What!? Haven’t you ever seen a dog turning in for the night? I have to get a good nights sleep so I’m in shape to chase the mailman in the morning. It’s what I do. Come on now – you can admit to me that you sleep like this too. Signed Napdog
Dear Napdog,
This is what we’re meowing about. Sleep like a king our friend!
The importance of a good kip isn’t lost any self respecting moggie, and it’s a relief to see our canine pals finally embracing the power of slumber. After all, that mailman won’t chase himself.
Signed Archie, Oscar and Henry
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Dear Archie, Oscar and Henry
Ha! I’m the littlest on the farm. The other animals like to horse around and bully me. I do what I do best. I sneak behind the trees and stick my tongue at them. When they chase me, the humans catch them picking on me. What!? Like you’ve never done that before? Signed Horse N Round
Dear Horse N Round,
This is neigh way to behave!
You need to stand up to yourself – are you a horse or a mouse?
Us moggies were brought up on da streets, and the rule there is you never grass. Actually, the rule is you eat the grass but whose letter is this anyway?
Signed Archie, Oscar and Henry
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Dear Archie, Oscar and Henry
Hey guys. I need your help. I’m a traveling door to door salesman. For some reason, when I ring door bells no one answers. I don’t get it. Can you help me out? Signed Gator Calling
Dear Gator Calling,
You have an image problem. Smarten yourself up, employ a make over artist and get yourself a nice suit.
These gator-phobes won’t change their attitude unless you make the first move.
Oh, and make it snappy!
Signed Archie, Oscar and Henry
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Remember my friends – Dear Bacon can’t happen without *you*. Please continue to send your letters and questions to me here at the Hotel Thompson at baconthompson@gmail.com
Miniature pot bellied pig and friends - Bacon, Houdini, Hemi and all of the Rock Clan with Journalist Rocky the Squirrel all out looking for adventures from the Hotel Thompson.
Dear Bacon – I’m a happy pooch now. I had some problems with my teeth and my master took me to the dentist.
Dear Bacon – We have a game in the house where us purr things get into the boxes that are attached by the string. The string is attached to the barky thing that pulls us around the house. It’s really kind of fun.
Dear Bacon – It’s cold outside in this weather. Betsy and I have been knitting and this is what we came up with. It’s quite the hit on the farm. It did take us a while to knit it though – it’s hard knitting with your beaks. What do you think? Signed Two Cold Chicks
One year ago, my little brother Houdini came to live with us here at the Hotel Thompson. At that time, he was a 12 week old Yorkshire Terrier. Snorts – we learned real quick that Terrier really means TERROR.
One of my favorite things about Dr. Seuss is that he’s different. And isn’t that great? We are all different in every way. That is what makes us special in each of our own ways.
Dear 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
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