Mom’s ready for tonight. She has her costume complete. She even went and got her a pedicure. She’s ready for the big time.
Are you going out tonight? Are you dressing up? Do tell – I need details my friend.
Us – we will probably visit Nana up the street and perhaps the neighbors. Then it’s back to the Haunted Hotel Thompson – snorts. That’s where we will pop some corn, watch some scary movies and then shake/shiver together in fright.
Whatever you do, ya’ll be careful tonight and have some fun!
I gotta share a picture from mom/dad’s trip to Australia. One morning, mom/dad and Fozziemom/Fozziedad were staying at the Oscars on the Yarra in the Yarra Valley – beautiful place! Magnificent suite with two bedrooms, a common room, kitchenette and a back deck. So breathtaking! Well mom sleeps with a fan on for white noise sound. The next morning, mom wakes up and sees the next to her on the bed. OMP – wouldn’t you have squealed with piggy fright? Yep, that’s dad all bundled up like Casper. Shaking my head snorting – those peeps of mine. Just wait until I tell you more about their trip.
And years ago, mom made a movie about all of us anipals here at the Hotel Thompson for Halloween. I thought I would share with you again. Have fun – don’t be too scared – snorts and oinks. Make sure you watch until the end to see who is the most afraid here at the Hotel Thompson.
Oh ladies – do you have those favorite pair of high heels sitting in your closet? You know the ones – the ones with the red bottoms that you just can’t live without?
Did you know that high heels were originally created for men to wear? Butchers wore them in their shops so they could avoid stepping in blood. Okay – you can say it now. EEWW – can you imagine that?!
Of course, mom says that it might be kind of fun watching some big masculine men walking around in high heels. Lord knows she’s not thinking of daddy here at the Hotel Thompson. That father of mine can barely walk around wearing tennis shoes – snorts!
So the next time you put on those fabulous pair of pumps, think of how the originated. Then put them on and vogue it my friends!
Oh ladies – do you have those favorite pair of high heels sitting in your closet? You know the ones – the ones with the red bottoms that you just can’t live without? Did you know that high heels were originally created for men to wear? Butchers wore them in their shops so they could avoid stepping in blood. Okay – you can say it now. EEWW – can you imagine that?!
Of course, mom says that it might be kind of fun watching some big masculine men walking around in high heels. Lord knows she’s not thinking of daddy here at the Hotel Thompson. That father of mine can barely walk around wearing tennis shoes – snorts!
So the next time you put on those fabulous pair of pumps, think of how the originated. Then put them on and vogue it my friends!
It has been so totally busy here lately at the Hotel Thompson. We had the demolition and renovation. We had the cleaning and cleaning and more cleaning from all of that. We had new furniture and everything has been out of place – and we are *still* putting things back together. Mommy really pushed herself too much during all of this time. And THEN Bashful came home from his visit with Fozzie in Australia. That’s when all hell broke loose. Yep I said hell. HELL broke loose here at the Hotel Thompson. You don’t believe me do you? Okay I’ll tell you.
Do you remember the first time Bashful went to Australia to spend some time with Fozzie and her anipals way back in December 2013? You can read about some of that trip here. I’m talking specifically about that trip when he made a movie called Rockodile Dundee co-starring Bimby. Let’s just say that we thought some things got out of control with that bimbo – I mean co-star Bimby.
Well upon Bashful’s return trip to Australia in December 2014, he had some problems to take care of in the deepest forms. You see, Bimby was pregnant after the making of the Rockodile Dundee movie. Shocker huh? Well she carried the baby for nine months and when Bashful returned to Australia, she said he was the rock daddy. Now you can imagine Bashful’s shock from that. BUT, can you imagine the shock of Fozzie calling me (Bashful’s daddy) and explaining (A) Bashful was now a father and (B) I was now a grandfather?! Oh dear piggy heavens – I can tell you that was one interesting phone call to say the least.
Not only was Bashful a father but Bimby was in trouble. Bimby had started hitting the bottle – hard. And she was letting herself go not taking care of the baby. So what to do huh? First things first.
Bimby went into rehab. There was long conversations about what to do and the biggest thing was to put the baby first. Of course a rock DNA was conducted just to make sure that Bashful was the father. The results came back and they verified 99.9% that Bashful was the father. Then Bashful and Bimby had a long talk about the welfare of the baby. The baby was 3 months old and Bimby decided that she didn’t want to be a mother – she was to young to settle down. And putting the best interest of the baby first, paperwork was drawn up by the attorney’s and Bashful now has custody of his son.
So everyone here at the Hotel Thompson had to get everything ready for a new baby that would be soon arriving. The nursery had to be set up, a pediarocktrician had to be lined up and of course everyone here had to be told what happened. All of the rock clan were excited to have a new baby. And I admit it. I was rather excited to be a grandfather and to see my grandchild. What would he look like? What was his name? Would he resemble us? A lot of things were going through our minds.
Then the little tyke arrived here at the Hotel Thompson. Oh my piggy heavens! It was love at first sight with all of us. The ooh’s and aaawws. WOW! So without further ado, let me introduce you to Chip. Look at him! How could we ever doubt his DNA? He is quite the chip off the old block – you think?
Snorts. You know sometimes I look at sending mommy texts at work as being a perk. I mean hey, I know she can’t make it throughout the day without me and that she misses me so very much. It is my job to keep her entertained, right? Well the other night when she was working, it was no exception. I sent her a text 🙂 My texts are in blue and mom’s are in gray.
Mom’s ready for tonight. She has her costume complete. She even went and got her a pedicure. She’s ready for the big time.
Are you going out tonight? Are you dressing up? Do tell – I need details my friend.
Us – we will probably visit Nana up the street and perhaps the neighbors. Then it’s back to the Haunted Hotel Thompson – snorts. That’s where we will pop some corn, watch some scary movies and then shake/shiver together in fright.
Whatever you do, ya’ll be careful tonight and have some fun!
Oh ladies – do you have those favorite pair of high heels sitting in your closet? You know the ones – the ones with the red bottoms that you just can’t live without?
Did you know that high heels were originally created for men to wear? Butchers wore them in their shops so they could avoid stepping in blood. Okay – you can say it now. EEWW – can you imagine that?!
Of course, mom says that it might be kind of fun watching some big masculine men walking around in high heels. Lord knows she’s not thinking of daddy here at the Hotel Thompson. That father of mine can barely walk around wearing tennis shoes – snorts!
So the next time you put on those fabulous pair of pumps, think of how the originated. Then put them on and vogue it my friends!
This was me 11 weeks ago, all of 1 itty bitty pound… Cute huh?
Fast forward 11 weeks, this is me now. I officially weighed in today at 8.6 pounds. As someone called me today, I’m a little porker. Snort snort.
I’ve had a full weekend playing with the purr things and hanging out. I’ve got this jumping on the couch thing down to a science now. My favorite thing now is jumping on the couch and pushing the purr thing Princess Mouse on the floor. Snort – she gets so mad. It just tickles my little tail. The other purr thing Master Hemi wouldn’t let me on his tray so I did the next best thing. I flipped the tray and made him fall. I don’t know when those two are going to realize I’m the piglet in charge.
Mom got in the tub tonight with a bunch of smelly stuff and bubbles. I kept going into the bathroom and checking it out. She would reach out and touch me getting me wet. She threatened to pull me in the tub and I would bark and run out. When she got out, I kept pestering her. That’s what I’m good at. 🙂 she finally picked me up and held me tight.
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.
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