You Can’t Take My Daddy Anywhere!

All I can say is that you can’t take my mom/dad anywhere.  Trouble doesn’t find them.  *They* find trouble.  It’s true.  I piggy swear it.  They are always up to no good.  Throw in daddy and his wicked sense of humor and all plans of behaving are out of the window.  Take the other day for example.  Both of them decided to go out to eat.  Heck, that’s nothing new – snorts with piggy laughter.  So leave it to my dad to find trouble at the restaurant.

They went to a restaurant that is predominantly known for selling chicken.  Yeah – we all like that for sure.  But mom sees this sign at the entrance… of course after she made daddy walk through the kids door – shaking my head.  So she tells daddy to put his head in the hole of the cut out.  That’s my daddy – never asking questions but jumping right in to do what mom tells him. Maybe he should stop that… you think?  Mom snaps the picture laughing… and oh yes other customers were laughing too on how trained daddy is.

Then mom sits down and sends the picture to someone on her phone.  That person replies back with this meme.  Shaking my head.  Those two.  Please friends – don’t enable those two.  Snorts and rolls with piggy laughter.

 

Dear Bacon

   Dear Bacon – Now listen up little pig.  I read about your antics at different times there at the Hotel Thompson.  You need to nice to those purr things.  Listen to your nana now okay.  Signed Nana Purr Thing

Dear Nana Purr Thing – Ma’am I’m as nice to the purr things as they are to me.  Really – you don’t know how they act to me at times.  They can be devious beyond belief.  And hey thanks for the advice.  I do appreciate it.  And you might want to wash your face – there’s something on it.  Helpful piggy see 🙂

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Dear Bacon – Help.  I know it’s my birthday but please explain why my humans just can’t give me a dog biscuit or a bond or something.  Why do they have to dress me up in this ridiculous hat ensemble?  Please explain that to me.  Please and help.  Signed Happy Birthday To Me

Dear Happy Birthday To Me – Trust me my friend.  It could always be worse.  Last year for Houdini’s first birthday he got the works.  Mom dressed him up with a similar hat, a t-shirt and even threw him a party with the neighborhood anipals.  Shaking my piggy head.  It was a rough day for him.  Just take it in and smile.  This day should pass.

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  Dear Bacon – Look at me, I’m a cow.  MOO – MOO – MOO.  Do you think I will pass when I go and interview with the Chick-Fil-A cows this afternoon?  Signed Moo in Disguise

Dear Moo in Disguise – Pass what?  I think you are a lovely cow my friend.  Just be careful out in the fields okay.  I’ve heard that cow tipping is a sport these days and humans love to do it.

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 Dear Bacon – Oh yes my faithful human.  I’m in a position that I can’t get out of but you go right ahead.  Take a picture, post it on Facebook and share it with your friends.  Make sure the picture shows me in my moment of disgust.  We wouldn’t want you to have a bad picture.  I’ll just sit here with this contraption on my head.  We all know it’s about you and your friends.  I’ll wait patiently sharpening my claws.  You just get back to me as soon as you can okay.  Signed Kitty Waiting for Payback

Dear Kitty Waiting for Payback – Amen my purr thing.  I feel your pain.  Well, not your pain all twisted up in that slinky contraption.  But the pain of the humans taking pictures first and not just any picture – the perfect picture to share on line with everyone.  I think those claws should be sharpened to their finest for a little display of your unhappiness.  Can I send you a file to help you out?  Just let me know okay.

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REMEMBER my friends.  Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU.  Please continue to send me your letters and pictures to my email.  ♥

 

Bacon’s Tales of Terror

Oh my friends – welcome to my Bacon’s Tales of Terror.  With mom/dad being sick last month in February, I didn’t get a chance to post my Bacon’s Tales of Terror on the 13th. Someone had to take care of the humans.  Knowing that, this month I have a great tale for you.  Something that will make you think twice… make you listen to every bump in the night… something that might make you want to hold my hoof.  If you do, I’m here for you.

This month, I’m sharing a dream that my mommy had one night.  Did you know that a lot of writers get their stories from their dreams.  For instance, Stephen King gets a lot of his tales this way.  Did you know that?  Well, let’s see what you think about mom’s dream.  Best wishes my friends.

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This night was like many nights before of going out to dinner.  It all started with the normal, “I don’t care wherever you want to go” ordeal.  Rolls eyes – you know the constant battle back and forth before finally picking a place to eat.  We picked our local Chick-Fil-A and got a nice secluded table off to the side so we could talk about our days.  Mine about work and Jim about his day at the Hotel Thompson.  Hey, sometimes working at the Hotel Thompson is worse than any job you could pick with the four animals running around playing.  We talked for what seemed like a long time, laughing and holding hands.  I remember that so clearly and it brings a smile to my face.  Things got a little fuzzy after that and I remember going up front to pay our bill.

I kept standing at the counter to pay and the cashier kept taking everyone else’s checks cashing them out except me.  I remember getting a little ticked tapping my toes waiting and waiting.  Finally disgusted with the treatment I was getting, I decided to sit at a booth across from the cash register for the line to go down.  I sat and just people watched.  It’s a great past time of mine but this day was a little different.  People were coming by and shaking their heads and whispering.  I couldn’t hear what they were saying but apparently a lot of people weren’t happy.  Maybe they got the same treatment as I was getting trying to pay my bill?  

The line was shorter at the cashier so I once again got back in line to pay our bill.  And once again, the cashier ignored me.  What was up with this chick?  I finally had enough.  I put the bill on the counter with some money and turned to get Jim to leave.  But Jim was gone.  Where did he get to all of a sudden?  Maybe he found himself out the front door so that was the way I went.  Odd but then again he was still trying to be independent.  

I went out the front door and there was an ambulance in the parking lot. Maybe that accounted for why people were upset inside of the restaurant, whispering and shaking their heads.  That’s when I noticed Jim near the ambulance looking inside of it.  Oh no.  It must have been someone we knew.  I could tell that Jim was crying so I quickly rushed over to find out who it was.  I took his hand into mine and he shivered stepping backwards.  My poor husband.  This had to be someone close to us.  

I looked inside of the ambulance just in time to hear the paramedics calling it and that they didn’t make it.  Oh no.  This can’t be good.  I moved over a few inches to look at who it was before they pulled the sheet over their head.  That was the last that I remember.  It was me!

 

Oh My Piggy Heavens – The Size of THAT!

There we were putting around town last night with me in the back of mom’s Jeep and look what I saw out my window – the biggest chicken evah!  I started squealing and was like, “Give it to me mom – give it to me.”  Of course my insistent annoying snorting gentle persuasion got mom to hit the drive thru for some chicken nuggets for all of us.

Can I say yum?  Of course, I wanted the big chicken on the building but mom explained you couldn’t eat that guy.  Wouldn’t it be awesome though?  I could just see me in piggy heavens afterwards if he really was a chicken… mmmm …

I may need a nap just thinking about that my friends.

Happy Hump Day!

 

Daddy You Are So Funny!

Snorts!  So the other night mom/dad went out to dinner.  When they came home, I got mom’s iPhone and went through the pictures.  Why do you ask?  Because she always has such neat pictures on there and this time she *knew* I was looking so I wasn’t doing something I wasn’t suppose to be doing.  So I found this picture below of daddy.  I just looked at mommy like okay and…So she explained the picture.  And my friends – believe me it’s hilarious.

So mom and dad went to this place local place called Chick-Fil-A.  It’s a great little place that has wonderful family values and great chicken by the way says mommy.  Well they got done eating and went to check out.  Daddy said he was going to go ahead and go out front and wait on mommy.  Now, remember that daddy has very limited vision – he can see maybe tops 20% and it is no way in this world clear at all.  You see him wearing glasses in a lot of the pictures but that’s mainly to protect his eyes from anything that might get in his face.

So mommy was like, “Are you sure you can get out front by yourself?”  Daddy was determined that he could do this so he said yes and went outside.

A few minutes later, mommy came outside to see daddy sitting like above.  Daddy was ‘talking’ to the guy on the bench with him.  Mom couldn’t help but laugh.  You see the bench/statue are new.  It is the founder of Chick-Fil-A, Truett Cathy.  The restaurant has recently put this in front of the restaurant in honor of Mr. Cathy who he passed away last September.

  Of course after taking the picture – snorts, mom walked over to daddy and said, “What are you doing?”  Daddy replied, “Talking to this guy.”  Mommy said for kicks and giggles, “Was it a good conversation?”  Daddy replied, “No, he was kind of quiet.”  Okay by this time mom was rolling.  Mommy finally couldn’t take it anymore and said, “Honey, it was a statue.”  Daddy didn’t miss a beat and said, “No wonder he was slow talker.”

Now you have to know mom/dad.  They are jokers by heart and no way mean harm in any of this.  They both thought it was good plain fun – accidents happen.  Trust me.  There’s lots of things that happen here at the Hotel Thompson.  Daddy would much rather laugh about them then sit and cry feeling pity about himself.   

 

Pay it Forward

Okay Friends – Here We Go!

My sweet friends at Nikitaland have started this monthly issue of Pay It Forward.  We asked for you to keep this in mind all month and to share things here today on what you have been able to do.  Paying it forward is not for bragging purposes – it’s an attempt to show how many different things we can do to pay it forward – lots of them don’t even include money.  Gestures that we take for granite may be a God send to another person.  So here we go – I’ll start on what mommy has done in the past month.

First up – Nikitaland sent me this cool bracelet.  I wear it to remind myself to Pay it Forward.  I even and bought some extra ones to pass out (see ordering information at the bottom of this post).  For example, twice I went through different drive thru restaurants.  One was McDonald’s and the other was a Chick-Fil-A.  I bought breakfast for the car behind me and asked the cashier to give the bracelet to the car as a reminder to Pay it Forward.  That way when they Pay it Forward, they can give the bracelet to another person to remind them to Pay it Forward and so on.  The packaging that the bracelet comes in tells the person to do this – what an awesome idea huh?

Also a couple of times during the month on garbage day, me and the hub unit took back the garbage cans of our neighbors.  It’s a little gesture that is absolutely wonderful – especially in this cold weather!

Also one night, mom stopped on the way home at Nana’s and brought her mail to her.

Mom/dad both ate at one night and met woman who is supporting her grandchildren.  She didn’t ask but mom/dad felt the need to give her a little something for the kids. It wasn’t much but hopefully it would help a little bit.

Thanks my friends for reading and supporting the Pay it Forward mission.  What did YOU do this month to make a difference?  Please post on your page and link back so everyone can see that it takes everyone making a small part to do a great dent!

My buddy Nikitaland made up a good deeds sheet.  You can get it here.  You can print it, hang it on your fridge and just jot some things down that you do during the month.  That way at our next meet up, you can share what you have done to PAY IT FORWARD.

AND if you are interested in getting some Pay it Forward bracelets, check out Nikitaland’s post here for ordering information.  Believe me friends – WE CAN ALL MAKE A DIFFERENCE!

Next meet up will be Wednesday, March 4, 2015 – mark your calendars!

 

Dear Local Restaurant

Dear Local Restaurant,

Greetings from your loyal fan, Bacon.  I found this picture on my mom’s cell phone last night.  I’ve been dreaming and fantasizing about it all day now.  It looks dreamy and yummy!  So delicious.  I can almost feel the cold soft ice cream on my piggy lips.  Smacks lips and squeals!

If I can persuade my mother to bring me through your drive thru say tonight around 7pm, could you fix me an ice dream cone this big?!  Oh dear piggy heavens – THUD.  Of course, it won’t fit in mom’s Smart car Albert so I will need your parking lot to snarf it down.  I will allow pictures of said destruction of ice cream cone.  Do we have a deal?

Signed, Bacon – You’re #01 fan of Ice Cream Cones