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He’s Not The Momma


I’m on a pretty good schedule at the Hotel Thompson.  I usually go to bed at the same time every night.  There’s a certain routine that I’ve gotten accustomed to doing nightly. 

Last night, the lights kept flickering on and off in our neighborhood.  I’m not sure if it was the storm passing through or if something was wrong with our grid.  I had been running up and down the hallway playing in the dark.  Which, mom doesn’t usually mind but without the lights on she thought I would hurt myself.  She told me to find a place and settle so I did in the front room on the floor.

It got close to bed time so mom asked dad to put me down for the night.  He told me to go to bed.  He really did.  But did I listen?  Of course not.  Why not you ask?  Because he’s not the momma.  I know that was the wrong answer and I really should have listened.  But, I wasn’t ready to go.  If momma didn’t take me, I felt like I was being cheated.  He persisted for a few minutes and finally told her that I wasn’t listening.  Gee, thanks dad for throwing me under the bus.  😦

Of course, momma told me to quit playing and go potty.  So, I wobbled down the hall and went to potty.  By the time I was done with that, mommy was in my room.  See, that’s all I asked for.  My normal routine.  I just wanted the momma. 🙂

She came in and cleaned up after me and picked up all of my toys in my bedroom.  She told me to get in bed and I did.  She pulled up my blankie, rubbed my back, gave me a snack and talked to me for a few minutes.  Her voice just soothes me to sleep.  Before I knew it, I was out like a light.  It was a long day and I played hard this evening.

After momma puts me to bed, she does a few things around the house getting ready for the worky place the next day. 


After she’s done, she *always* comes back in my room and checks on me to make sure I’m asleep.  Last night was no different.  I was still counting sheep.  She pulled the blankie up around me and told me softly good night.

Isn’t she the best?  You gotta love the mommy.




Posted by on 11/13/2012 in Uncategorized


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There Are Some Days…

20121107-065814.jpgThere are some days that you just don’t want to get up.  You do for the food.  You do for the potty.  But after that, you just want to crawl back to bed, get comfy and go to dream world.

This morning was one of those days.  I got mom up for breakfast.  That was my civic duty during the week.  I always get her up for the worky place.  Sometimes the earlier I get her up the more time I have for snuggle time with her before she leaves – wink.

This morning I ate and went to potty.  Then I crawled up on mom and snuggled down.  She is *so* warm.  I put my snout on her legs to warm it up and use the other part of her leg as my pillow.  She usually wraps a blankie around us as well but she wanted to take this picture.  When it was time for her to go to the worky place, she tried to wake me up.  Every time she tried, I would push my head down harder because I didn’t want to move.  She just laughed 🙂  and she would give me a few more minutes to sleep while rubbing my back.  This piglet knows when he has it made!

Finally, she said she had to go get ready for the worky place.  I reluctantly got down, stretched and wobbled to my room.  I waited for mom to make my bed and get it all comfy looking.  Afterwards, I crawled in and she pulled the blankies up to my head tucking me in.  She kissed me good night and I went back to sleep.  Life is so hard being a pig!  🙂


Posted by on 11/07/2012 in Uncategorized


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