Happy Birthday Hemi

This post goes out to my brother Hemingway – Hemi for short. He is a lot of things here at the Hotel Thompson.

He is my brother.

He is my friend.

He is the master cat.

He is mom/dads oldest.

I talk about him a lot here on my blog. Mostly about him using his ginormous paw to slap me on the rump – snorts. But really, today is his birthday. Today he turns the big 14 years young. Happy birthday Hemi.

And just remember Hemi, with your age – snorts –

you might want to cut back on spanking this oinker.

Just sayin’

PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud!)

 

Oh Good Grief Daddy

These days, I can’t let my so called human daddy go anywhere.  He *always* gets into some type of trouble.  St. Patrick’s Day is March 17th.  Dad, the ever loving-gotta-have-some-fun with the holiday, went out on a mission to find some trouble fun.

Now, my dad is part Irish so he thinks this holiday is made for him – snorts

Today, dad found a drinking buddy.  This little guy that dad named O’Donnell sits on his shoulder so that he doesn’t have to drink alone.  And when dad does start to drink, not only does he have a drinking buddy but I’m sure after a few, O’Donnell will even start to talk to him – snorticles.  Good grief.

And just a note.  With dad being part Irish, he once grew a mustache and beard.  You guessed it.  It was redder than O’Donnell’s beard.  He was going to grow one for St. Patrick’s Day but mom said absolutely not.  Dad replied by telling mommy, “You’re not the boss of me.”  Well, you see who won that argument – snorts.

But never fear, even with dad’s Irish roots he doesn’t even drink alcohol.  I guess mom will change the color of his sweet tea to green with a little green dye.  That should make him merry just the same!

 

Happy Birthday Hemi

This post goes out to my brother Hemingway – Hemi for short. He is a lot of things here at the Hotel Thompson.

He is my brother.

He is my friend.

He is the master cat.

He is mom/dads oldest.

I talk about him a lot here on my blog. Mostly about him using his ginormous paw to slap me on the rump – snorts. But really, today is his birthday. Today he turns the big 13 years old. Happy birthday Hemi.

And just remember Hemi, with your age – snorts –

you might want to cut back on spanking this oinker.

Just sayin’

PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud!)

Oh friends, did you know that mommy/daddy adopted Hemi and his brother Tybee when they were three weeks old?  They barely had their eyes open and had just started walking – I guess you could say that was walking.  Their little tails were like a piece of yarn – 🙂  They had gotten picked up by Animal Control and taken to the shelter.  Mom and dad saved them both and brought them home.  They are such softies when it comes to us four legged animals, you know 🙂

 

 

And special thank you to Phenny across the pond who sent me and my brother Houdini some birthday goodies.  We are sending you lots of meow’s, hogs and snout kisses ❤

 

Oh Good Grief Daddy

These days, I can’t let my so called human daddy go anywhere.  He *always* gets into some type of trouble.  St. Patrick’s Day is March 17th.  Dad, the ever loving-gotta-have-some-fun with the holiday, went out on a mission to find some trouble fun.

Now, my dad is part Irish so he thinks this holiday is made for him – snorts

Today, dad found a drinking buddy.  This little guy that dad named O’Donnell sits on his shoulder so that he doesn’t have to drink alone.  And when dad does start to drink, not only does he have a drinking buddy but I’m sure after a few, O’Donnell will even start to talk to him – snorticles.  Good grief.

And just a note.  With dad being part Irish, he once grew a mustache and beard.  You guessed it.  It was redder than O’Donnell’s beard.  He was going to grow one for St. Patrick’s Day but mom said absolutely not.  Dad replied by telling mommy, “You’re not the boss of me.”  Well, you see who won that argument – snorts.

But never fear, even with dad’s Irish roots he doesn’t even drink alcohol.  I guess mom will change the color of his sweet tea to green with a little green dye.  That should make him merry just the same!

 

Happy Birthday Hemi

This post goes out to my brother Hemingway – Hemi for short. He is a lot of things here at the Hotel Thompson.

He is my brother.

He is my friend.

He is the master cat.

He is mom/dads oldest.

I talk about him a lot here on my blog. Mostly about him using his ginormous paw to slap me on the rump – snorts. But really, today is his birthday. Today he turns the big 12 years old. Happy birthday Hemi.

And just remember Hemi, with your age – snorts –

you might want to cut back on spanking this oinker.

Just sayin’

PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud!)

Oh friends, did you know that mommy/daddy adopted Hemi and his brother Tybee when they were three weeks old?  They barely had their eyes open and had just started walking – I guess you could say that was walking.  Their little tails were like a piece of yarn – 🙂  They had gotten picked up by Animal Control and taken to the shelter.  Mom and dad saved them both and brought them home.  They are such softies when it comes to us four legged animals, you know 🙂

 

Squeals – Guess Who Called!

So there we were this past Saturday all of us bundled in the living room watching the clock intensely.  We were expecting a long distance call from someone here in blogville.  Someone that we have talked to verbally by type, sent packages to back/forth and even talked to them on Facebook.  But we had never talked in person via the phone.  Emails were sent back and forth and the magical time was set for 2:30 pm our time which would make it 8:30 pm their time.  That’s right, they are SIX hours ahead of us.

Then it happened.  The phone rang.  We all jumped of course because we were concentrating on the phone and clock.  Mom answered the phone and put it on speaker.

Mom – “Hello”

Friend in blogville – “Hello is this the Hotel Thompson?”

Score – jumps for joy.  It is our friend and not a solicitor or robo call – snorts.  I know – I know.  You’re asking who was the caller.  It was – are you ready for this – my brother Easy from France!  We were ALL so excited.  We got to talk to Easy’s dad and had such a blast!  Mom was so excited that she got to talk to a real Frenchman – hubba hubba.  It was an awesome time full of fact changing and getting to know each other and ask questions that we’ve always wanted to.  And talk about accents.  WOW!  It was great.

One never knows who might reach out from across the telephone lines in the future.  Thanks Easy for calling this oinker.  We had the best of time!  I know it’s greedy to say but we can’t wait to do it again!

 

Happy Birthday Hemi

This post goes out to my brother Hemingway – Hemi for short. He is a lot of things here at the Hotel Thompson.

He is my brother.

He is my friend.

He is the master cat.

He is mom/dads oldest.

I talk about him a lot here on my blog. Mostly about him using his ginormous paw to slap me on the rump – snorts. But really, today is his birthday. Today he turns the big 11 years young. Happy birthday Hemi.

And just remember Hemi, with your age – snorts –

you might want to cut back on spanking this oinker.

Just sayin’

PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud!)

Oh and P.S. my friends – here is example A of Hemi’s ginormous paw.  See what I mean.  It’s HUGE.  Brings new meaning to Talk to the Paw Huh?  Snorts with piggy laughter.

 

Oh Good Grief Daddy

These days, I can’t let my so called human daddy go anywhere.  He *always* gets into some type of trouble.  St. Patrick’s Day is March 17th.  Dad, the ever loving-gotta-have-some-fun with the holiday, went out on a mission to find some trouble fun. 

Now, my dad is part Irish so he thinks this holiday is made for him – snorts

Today, dad found a drinking buddy.  This little guy that dad named O’Donnell sits on his shoulder so that he doesn’t have to drink alone.  And when dad does start to drink, not only does he have a drinking buddy but I’m sure after a few, O’Donnell will even start to talk to him – snorticles.  Good grief.

And just a note.  With dad being part Irish, he once grew a mustache and beard.  You guessed it.  It was redder than O’Donnell’s beard.  He was going to grow one for St. Patrick’s Day but mom said absolutely not.  Dad replied by telling mommy, “You’re not the boss of me.”  Well, you see who won that argument – mom!  snorts.

But never fear, even with dad’s Irish roots he doesn’t even drink alcohol.  I guess mom will change the color of his sweet tea to green with a little green dye.  That should make him merry just the same!

 

 

Happy Birthday Hemi

This post goes out to my brother Hemingway – Hemi for short. He is a lot of things here at the Hotel Thompson.

He is my brother.

He is my friend.

He is the master cat.

He is mom/dads oldest.

I talk about him a lot here on my blog. Mostly about him using his ginormous paw to slap me on the rump – snorts. But really, today is his birthday. Today he turns the big 10 years young. Happy birthday Hemi.

And just remember Hemi, with your age – snorts –

you might want to cut back on spanking this oinker.

Just sayin’

PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud!)

Oh friends, did you know that mommy/daddy adopted Hemi and his brother Tybee when they were three weeks old?  They barely had their eyes open and had just started walking – I guess you could say that was walking.  Their little tails were like a piece of yarn – 🙂  They had gotten picked up by Animal Control and taken to the shelter.  Mom and dad saved them both and brought them home.  They are such softies when it comes to us four legged animals, you know 🙂

 

Wonderful Team Member Readership Award

SQUEAL!! This little oinker was privileged to receive this Wonderful Team Member Readership Award from my sweet friend  Shrimp .  Shrimp is an awesome purr thing.  You *have* to go check his blog out and tell him Bacon sent you.  I LOVE awards.  You can’t see me but I’m doing the happy oinker dance right now in my room in between typing on my keyboard.  I’m so excited!!  Thank you pal so very much!!

The rules of this award is to link back and nominate 14 bloggers.  It’s very hard to do this because personally I think everyone deserves this award!  In fact, if you don’t have this award please accept it my friends.  Share and share alike!

My nominees:

Will and Eko

Mop, Billy, Dusty, Cupcake and Pigsqueak

Fozzie

Cocco and Katie

Cousin Sammy

Brother Easy

Reilly and Denny

Noah, Nacho, Buddy and Basil

My great inspiration Pink Ninjabi

Mumsy

Marty the Manx

Nikita

My sweet Girlfriend Nylablue

Lori and my Duck Friends

 

Thank you again sweet Shrimp.  I really appreciate the award!!  And if any of my nominees don’t do the awards – that’s fine.  Just know that all of my friends are LOVED by this little oinker!!