Dear Bacon

Dear Bacon,
Do you ever question yourself to as whether you’re coming or going? Me and my brother have asked ourselves that a lot these days. So much so, that the master thought it would be fun to take this picture. Signed Running Circles

Dear Running Circles,
That’s a great visual. I do run in circles very often. Usually mom helps me out though and puts me in the right direction.  That is an awesome picture of you two together.  You are so lucky to have a brother.  Sometimes I wish I had a biological brother besides the purr things.  Could you imagine what life would be like with two of us?!  We would rule the world!

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Dear Bacon,
You’re not the only one a little spoiled by the humans.  Every night, we all get ready for bed and hang out. Aren’t my humans the best? I set up the camera and took this shot last night.  Signed Three’s a Party

Dear Three’s a Party,
Snort laughing. That is so hilarious! Yes humans are the best if they allow that nightly. I on the other hand appreciates my independence of my own room…with my own television and my own bed. Not that I’m spoiled or anything like you.  And, I think you got your signature wrong.  I think it should be Three’s a Crowd.  Snort.  Happy sleeps!

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Dear Bacon,
The humans told me that I had to take a bath.  They also told me that I didn’t have to get in the tub. I never thought the alternative would be a tub in the sink. How humiliating!  Have you ever? Signed Suds

Dear Suds,
WOW. I haven’t seen that much bubble action since mom took her last bubble bath in the big tub. That’s a lot of suds. Baths aren’t that bad.  You need to live up all of that attention.  Enjoy the sauna experience little guy.  Don’t fight something that is going to happen with or without your participation.

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Dear Bacon,
Maybe you are or maybe you’re not familiar with this look. I like to do it when there is a lot of people in the house. That makes me the center of attention. Wink – Signed, Splitsville

Dear Spiltsville,
That is really an accomplishment. I think I have done the split in the kitchen on the linoleum several times. Not that I was trying to but these hooves have a tendency to slide on slippery surfaces. I’m sliding so bad in the kitchen that mom finally put a huge sheet on the floor for me to waddle in to help her cook.  That way that move doesn’t happen to me.  Way to go with the thinking of attention. Two hooves up partner!

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Dear Bacon

 

Dear Bacon – oh my dogs!  Help me. I’m a big dog. I admit that. But this time of year, will you hold my paw?  The humans here have some scary stuff they are watching on television. They left me to go to the bathroom and kitchen. Shivers. I don’t think I will make it through the month. Signed Shaky in the South

Dear Shaky in the South – I’m sorry my friend. I feel you more than you know. My humans watch this stuff all year long. And trust me. You never get used to it. No way. Might I suggest hiding under some blankets or pillows. Sometimes that works for me.

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Dear Bacon – Never trust the humans. I should have known something was up. The master wanted to take me to the park. We didn’t end up at the park. We ended up at the vets office. I swear Ms Vet lady owes me a drink now. Signed Pranked

Dear Pranked – WOW!  The humans can be harsh. I’m sorry pal. I’m sure you will think of a way for pay back. The little guy here has a vets visit in a couple of weeks. I can’t wait to see what my humans do to trick him.

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 Dear Bacon – I give up. These mini-me’s own me. There’s no use in fighting them until they leave for college. Any suggestions?  Signed Hands Up

Dear Hands Up – I’ve seen that look before on my moms face. When she gets it, she hangs out in a bubble bath in my bathroom. I don’t see why that couldn’t work for you. You could just lock the door – no bubble bath necessary. I wish you luck my friend.

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Dear Bacon – My Halloween costume is ready. What do you think?  Meows. Signed Tuna

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Dear Tuna – I love the way you think my friend. I think I could use that costume too.  Bravo on your creativity!

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Dear Bacon – What?  Have you never seen a dog with his teddy bear before in the car?  We were on a road trip to visit family. I was cool with that as long as I had my teddy. He takes away all of the bad things. Do you have a teddy?  Signed Friends

Dear Friends – YES!  I have a teddy. Well, he’s not actually a teddy bear but a stuffed possum with a long tail. He is my bestie and sleeps with me. He taught me how to play dead. I agree that our buddies are awesome to have. Enjoy and take care of each other.

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Humans are Weird

That’s right.  I said it out loud.  Humans are weird.  Mine have *got* to be at the top of the list.  Rolls piggy eyes.  I think this sign, “Beware All Ye Who Enter” should be on our front door. It was a strange Sunday yesterday.  Mom and dad got up and piddled around the Hotel Thompson.  Then mom sat on her sofa and looked at dad across from her sitting on his sofa playing what of course – Angry Birds.  That’s when it started.  I wanted to know what was going on so I jumped on the sofa with mom.  It kind of went like this:

MOM:  “Whatcha doing?”

DAD:  “Nothing much.”

Oh poor daddy of mine – when will you ever learn NOT to say those words to mom – snorts

MOM:  “Good, we need to clean the bathroom today”.

DAD:  “I’m busy.”

MOM:  “No you’re not.  You just said you were doing nothing.”

Mom wins every battle this way – snorts.  Daddy mumbled something about when he found this “WE” fellow he was going to beat him up bad.  But he was a good man, he got up and followed mom down the hall.  You’re probably saying, “What’s the big deal?  It’s just cleaning the bathroom”.  That’s where you would be wrong – snorts.  Mom was wanting to CLEAN the entire bathroom – as in walls, tub, sink, floor, cabinets, changing shower curtain – the entire works.  And of course with mom’s arthritis, she can’t get in and grove like she once did.  That’s where daddy comes in – she needed his quote “Brute strength”.

They went in and shut the door.  They wouldn’t let any of us anipals inside with them.  We heard a lot of giggles.  A lot of laughter.  Something about WE was going to have to die from daddy.  Things got thrown in the hallway.  The laundry basket, trash, clothes – what *WERE* they doing in there?  They were in the bathroom for over an hour!

Then the door opened – WOW – you could hear the angels singing it was that sparkly.  I was in piggy awe.  And then mom did the thing she said she “deserved” after all of that – she took the smelliest bubble bath I’ve ever seen.

Do your parents do weird things like this?

 

Mouse Girl – A Story of Kitty Spa

There comes a time in every little purr things life that she has to go to what mom refers to as the “Kitty Spa”.  I find this totally fascinating.  Mouse Girl, the purr thing here at the Hotel Thompson, is a girly girl.  We all know that.  Mommy washes me and the other purr thing here, Hemi, with no problems.  But, mommy says that Mouse Girl is different.  How so?!

Well, it might have to do with Mouse Girl being a Maine Coon kitty.  If you didn’t know, Maine Coon kitties are big… like really big.  Mouse Girl is almost the same size as moi.  Does that tell you anything in size?  And, it might have to do something with the fact that mom tells daddy that Mouse Girl has a  wicked back kick?  Apparently Mouse Girl thought to bring out some of her ninja skills this weekend when mom attempted to bathe her in the kitchen sink.  When I tell you that the kick took mom’s breathe away, it’s not just something that I’m saying.  Mouse Girl literally back kicked mommy in the chest.  After daddy stopped laughing, mom kicked daddy in the ankle to show him how it felt.  Yeah, my humans are weird like that.

So, back to the size of Mouse Girl.  If you ever came into the Hotel Thompson, you would never see her.  She’s not overly friendly with people that she doesn’t know.  I think it all stems from her days at the shelter.  You see mom/dad adopted her from a shelter.  They went to look for a kitty friend for Hemi after his brother Tybee passed away. (Both of them were also adopted from the shelter.)  When they were looking at the kitties, Mouse Girl *picked* mommy and daddy and decided she was coming home with them that day to her forever home.  That’s how she came to be with us here at the Hotel Thompson.

A lot of people that visit the Hotel Thompson, don’t even know she’s here.  But I got a great picture of her this weekend.  She’s a big kitty – a handful I might add.  Mommy thought well if she wouldn’t let her groom her, she would take her to the kitty spa.

So, let me get this straight.  She back kicks mom, won’t let her groom her so she gets awarded by going to the kitty spa?  Mom, what are you thinking?  I just shook my piggy head in disbelief.  Hemi was the same way.  It just goes to figure since Mouse Girl is such a girlie girl.

I have to ask.  Mommy never really explained it to me.  Mouse Girl was gone for several hours at this kitty spa.  What the heck is a kitty spa?  All I have are pictures like this in my head:

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Please tell me I’m wrong.  Really?  Mani, Pedi, wash, bubble bath, massages AND sauna treatments.  Hair up in curlers – please, please tell me I’m dreaming and this is all really just a piggy nightmare!

Then, the telephone rung and it was the kitty spa saying that Mouse Girl was done.  Done?  Done what?  I have to admit that I was intrigued as to what she was going to look like upon her return.  Mom/dad went and picked her up and opened her crate door in the front room.  The first thing me and Hemi did was smell her.  She smelled like baby powder.  Eeww – how girly.  Then she came sashaying out of her kennel.  She looked so relaxed, different but the same, and she was all smiling.  Yep, she was actually smiling with happiness.  She’s content.  She didn’t try to run away.  She walked through the house like she owned it and jumped on the bed for a nap.  I was able to click this picture of her.

WOW – she was even nice to me and Hemi for a change.  Personally, I think she needs to go to this kitty spa thing more often.  I’m going to make her another appointment next weekend.  If she comes home all this nice and not so moody, it will so be worth it!

 

Friday Love

This morning I just didn’t want to get out of bed.  I was all snuggled, comfortable and warm.  I even fell down on my job – “I” didn’t go off crying for my breakfast thus mom didn’t wake up at our usual time.  She had to come wake me up to eat which is very odd and doesn’t happen very often.  Mom told me that she hates it when I don’t wake her up.  Not that she’s mad because I didn’t get ‘her’ up but that it scares her when I don’t cry for breakfast.  She’s always afraid something might have happened to me in the middle of the night.  Sweet huh? 

She told me that we just had today to get through and then we would have snuggles this weekend.  I’m so glad because it’s been a long week here at the Hotel Thompson keeping dad and the purr things in line.  I so need a break.  I was all excited about this weekend until mom said the B word.  You know the B word – bath.  I’m not opposed.  I love a good bath once I’m in the water.  It’s just getting in the bath that gets me a little fussy.  Mom has to pick me up and put me in the tub and well my pot belly gets in the way sometimes.  Don’t worry, as you’ve seen I can jump out.  It’s just the jumping in part that bothers me.  And lately when mom gives me a bath in the tub, she throws in treats like carrots, celery or cheerios.  Hey, where there is food, I am so there!

I hope everyone has a fantastically long weekend.  Stay warm and loved –

XOXO – Bacon