Shivers. Do you text on your cell phone? Well, this is the story for you my friends.
You see, for the past three years, a woman along with her father and uncle have been sending text messages to a deceased family member in order to deal with the grief. The loved one died from cancer and was buried with her beloved cell phone. When she was alive, she would often text her love ones throughout the day.
You can imagine the shock to the family when they started receiving texts back from their deceased loved one beyond the grave. One of the texts read, “I’m watching over you and it’s all going to bet better. Just pull through.”
Can you imagine the shock, the disbelief and then the miracle of what happened. The family was told that their loved ones number would never be given to anyone else. What in the world was taking place? Just for this moment, it was like they were texting again in the family.
Later it was discovered that the number had been reassigned to someone else who was unrelated to the family. He had been receiving text messages from the family that showed their grief. He thought he would reply to help them.
Shivers. Do you text on your cell phone? Well, this is the story for you my friends.
You see, for the past three years, a woman along with her father and uncle have been sending text messages to a deceased family member in order to deal with the grief. The loved one died from cancer and was buried with her beloved cell phone. When she was alive, she would often text her love ones throughout the day.
You can imagine the shock to the family when they started receiving texts back from their deceased loved one beyond the grave. One of the texts read, “I’m watching over you and it’s all going to bet better. Just pull through.”
Can you imagine the shock, the disbelief and then the miracle of what happened. The family was told that their loved ones number would never be given to anyone else. What in the world was taking place? Just for this moment, it was like they were texting again in the family.
Later it was discovered that the number had been reassigned to someone else who was unrelated to the family. He had been receiving text messages from the family that showed their grief. He thought he would reply to help them.
Dear Bacon, I’m as snug as a bug in bed. Its winter and I’m not moving. Where does it say that I have to move? Why can’t I stay in this cocoon until spring? I know you hate winter too so what say you? Can I stayed wrapped up like a burrito until spring? Signed Under Wraps
Dear Under Wraps, I’m all for staying low until spring. I hate this cold weather. But for some obvious reasons – like using the facilities and eating – you might want to come out of the cocoon. Of course you can rewrap yourself after nature. So sure, I’ll see you in the spring.
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Dear Bacon, What!? My human took this picture this morning like it was something special. This is me every day when I get up. Doesn’t everyone do this? Signed Fresh as a Daisy
Dear Fresh as a Daisy, Um no. No pal we all don’t wear that attire in the morning. But hey we have different routines. If that’s your routine, go for it and be proud of it my friend! –
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Dear Bacon, It happens every time like this when I speak to my girl. We say our goodbyes and our I love yous and then we both wait for the other one to hang up. Talk about the minutes we use while waiting – barks. I may need to take out stock in the cell phone company. What do we do? Signed No You Hang Up
Dear No You Hang Up, WOW! I’ve heard mom and dad play this game on the telephone too. It’s really cute but like you said the minutes roll until the disconnect. So I say both count to three and disconnect at the same time – of course after you say I love you. –
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Dear Bacon, Do you think these glasses give me that serious look? I need to talk to my son tonight about curfew hours. You think this look has that distinguished don’t argue I’m your dad look? Signed Serious Dad
Dear Serious Dad, Yes that is *THE* look. Good luck with your talk tonight with your son. –
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Dear Bacon, Note to self – never look into a hole that is smaller than your head. I looked thinking there was something interesting in the box. There wasn’t. My head is now stuck. A little help please. Signed Tight Places
Dear Tight Places, I say destroy. I know you can do that. I’ve seen you cats destroy boxes. Take it out. I mean really – take it out and shred that box into a gazillion pieces. And future note – don’t stick your head in little holes. Snorts. –
Remember my friends – keep the letters and pictures coming so we can continue Dear Bacon issues.
You know I thought last week was the best when daddy sported a festive rocking hat. Well, I was wrong my friends. I found another one on mom’s phone. O.M.P. (Oh my pigs!) This one has to be priceless. What is up with dad’s face? Does wearing those hats make his face do these weird things? Snorts
I wonder if it’s somewhere around here at the Hotel Thompson. I really need to find it if it is. I could have so much fun with it – could you? What do you think of this one?
First off, I have to say it. Eeww mom and dad. I found this text in mom’s cell phone. Why did I even look? My humans are gross. White message from daddy and blue messages from mommy.
I’ll think twice before looking at mom’s cell phone again. double eeeww. Is this what they call sexting?
I would say ratting her out but well – you see – it’s more like monkeying her out – snorts. Mom got a onesie for the cold weather here in the south. Okay I have to snort really loud on that because it’s like an oxymoron. We’re in the South mom – we don’t get that kind of cold weather, not really.
But she saw this onesie pajama outfit, tried it on and took a selfie of it in the dressing room. First off, mom you are not two. Onesies look so adorable on babies. Second off, what’s with taking a selfie in the dressing room? Isn’t that *my* job to take these pictures of you and embarrass you? I had to find these pictures on your cell phone when you weren’t looking. You didn’t even tell me about them. I’m going to have to start going through your cell phone pictures more often mom.
And do you notice friends her feet? They are sock monkeys. Mom is taking this whole entire sock monkey too far now. First it was Monkey Man and his team in the back of the Smart car and now she is wearing a sock monkey. Snorticles.
I know I’ll probably pay the time for posting this of mom but hey – it’s all in good fun and a couple of chuckles, right? Remember that mom when you read this 🙂
And I know you are just wondering if there is a hidey flap in the back of the onsie. You were, wasn’t you? Snorts – there is.
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.
for the past three years, a woman along with her father and uncle have been sending text messages to a deceased family member in order to deal with the grief. The loved one died from cancer and was buried with her beloved cell phone. When she was alive, she would often text her love ones throughout the day.
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