Happy weekend my friends. Hemi is manning the grill – anyone for some chicken? (It’s about time that purr thing does something that’s useful around here at the Hotel Thompson instead of slapping my piggy captains quarters!)
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Dear Bacon, Just sitting here minding my own business enjoying a cool one after a long day of chasing the mailman and purr things from my kingdom of a yard. Then the human comes home and has to snap this picture. What? Haven’t you ever seen a pooch relax before? Signed Coors Doggy
Dear Coors Doggy, I don’t get it either my friend. Just a pooch, dressed up drinking a beer. What could your human be thinking with taking a picture? Doesn’t he do the same thing? In fact when he does, why don’t you take *his* picture and let him see what it feels like to be disturbed from your happy place..
Dear Bacon, The humans don’t believe me Bacon. There I was in the kitchen with this rotisserie chicken in the package. Dog’s honor, the chicken exploded out of the package. Yeah, that’s it. It exploded out of the package and ran away. Why do the humans think we did this? Signed Two Innocents Until Proven Guilty
Dear Two Innocents Until Proven Guilty, WOW! I think you need to call your local police department on this one…. maybe Ripley’s Believe it or Not. I can see the headlines now – “Rotisserie Chicken Jumps out of Packaging and Flees”. Uh-oh. Wait a minute. You better rethink that. What if that gets out that you two strong, husky protect dogs let an innocent little chicken flee from the safety confines of your home. This won’t end well. Perhaps you better come up with a better story. How good was that chicken?
Dear Bacon, Ssshhsss – I’m trying to blendsss in here in the hood. I don’t thinksss anyone seessss me yet. I just hope the neighborsss don’t try to hand up any signsss here. I could be busted if they do. Signed Hide and Seeksss Champ
Dear Hide and Seeksss Champ, Gulps. I may never look at a phone poll the same way ever again my friend. You blend so well. Your colors – wow! I’m amazed at your climbing skills of going up and not falling off.
Dear Bacon, One word buddy – OUCH! Snoopy made this look so easy. Trust me my friend. It is not. I may never be able to bark like a big dog ever again. Do not try this at home. Signed Help Me
Dear Help Me, WOW! Watch out Steven Seagal and Jean Claude Van Damme. I think you have some skills there my friend. Probably more now that you’ll never be able to reproduce again – snorts.
Dear Bacon, First we put flour on the board and then crack some eggs. What? You don’t do the cooking at the Hotel Thompson? Oh buddy – you so have to learn in case the humans go on vacation again. These days, I take care of myself. When the humans leave, I hit the fridge and freezer for some culinary delights. If you want to learn to cook, I’m your dog! Signed Chef Poo Chie Lagasse
Dear Chef Poo Chie Lagasse, Sign me up for some lessons my friend. I think all anipals should learn how to cook. I’m good… as long as there is no pork on the menu 🙂
REMEMBER friends Dear Bacon can’t happen without your letters and pictures. Please continue to send them to me for our Dear Bacon issues. Snorts and thanks!
Is it time for Bacon’s Show and Tell now? I thought it would never get here this month. This month we are highlighting the one toy that you really wanted as a child but never got while growing up. This should be really interesting today to see – here we go with mom’s.
When mom was little, she wanted an Easy Bake Oven. I bet there was more than one person who wanted this that didn’t get it. Can you believe that over the years, there have actually been 11 Easy Bake oven models?
In 1963 (way before mommy was hatched – snorts), the first one came out. It was turquoise and cost $15.95.
In 1965 (still before mommy’s time – snorts), Hasbro introduced Easy Pop Corn Popper, Birthday Cake, Party set and Kid dinners for the Easy Bake Oven. I guess that was one inventive way to get kids to eat their veggies.
In 1968 (mom still not born yet), General Mills came out with boxed versions for the Easy Bake oven.
Finally when mom was born in 1969 – see all of this wonderful stuff led to mom’s birth – Hasbro came out with the Easy Bake oven in green with more dials and even a hood.
Then in 1970, the green was replaced with gold and it cooked cakes twice as big.
In 1978, the Easy Bake Oven went stream lined and came out looking like a brown and white microwave.
Over the years, more improvements were made and more colors and sizes. Nowadays, the price of the average Easy Bake Oven goes between $29.99-$39.99, depending on what kind you get. So not much of a price difference really in 51 years. So many kids have loved these and played with them over the years.
Mom looks back and says she wanted one then but now she has a ‘real’ oven. She didn’t miss out on anything growing up in not having one… well maybe more calories on her butt but then again that’s a good thing she didn’t have one – snorts.
That’s right – I said Egg Separation. Snorticles – Got your attention? Mom doesn’t bake a lot but when she does she always has trouble separating the eggs – you know the yokes from the whites. What were you thinking? She found this pigawesome video on YouTube and had to share. She even tried it – it really does work! In no time at all, you’ll be doing some egg separation as well. Heck, even daddy can do it… anyone know what to do with a dozen separated yokes and whites?
P.S. Bakers – you might need lots of practice. With all of that practice, you might make an abundance of treats. This piggy loves treats… hint hint. Snorts.
Houston, we may have a problem. Do you remember reading the other day about daddy prepping the turkey for mommy? Well she came home from the worky place and saw it that night. She did laugh at his shall we say creativity. But, she told him that in return he would have to survive Black Friday.
I know Fridays. I live for them every week. Fridays mean that mommy will be home for the next couple of days. Fridays mean I get to stay up late and watch television with mom and dad. Fridays sometimes even mean popcorn while watching b-rated movies on the Sy-Fy channel.
But, I’ve never heard of this Black Friday. It has to be bad. I say this for a couple of reasons. First, when mommy told daddy he would have to “survive” this day, daddy stopped laughing. Heck, for a minute I thought he was going to cry. He kept saying, “But, but, but”. Mommy didn’t listen to him. Second of all, you know something is bad when mommy laughs like the wicked witch from the east. Ooh shivers just hearing that in my head.
So this Black Friday thing, what can it be? Is it dark as black outside all day and it’s a Friday this Black Friday? Is it a plague or disease? Did someone not pay the light bill? Is it the end of days? Should I start stock piling my piggy chow in my bedroom? I’ll admit that this little piggy was scared.
I did what I do best. I squealed, ran to my bedroom and slammed my door. I then immediately started doing some research on my laptop.
ODP (oh dear piggies). It’s worse than what I thought! Did you know that the day after Thanksgiving in the USA, they call it Black Friday? Here’s the scary part. People get up voluntarily at 0400 hours to camp outside of stores to go shopping!. Thud – piggy down! 0400 hours is like way before even Old McDonald gets up at the farm. It’s before the birds start chirping. It’s before they even make the doughnuts at the Krispy Kreme. Heck, it’s before *I* even stir in my toddler bed. That’s early!
Mommy is going to make daddy go shopping with her on Black Friday at 0400 hours. Two words mom. How uncivilized. I can’t believe mom is going to get up before the break of dawn. But friends, don’t feel too sorry for daddy. I saw him the garage laughing and getting “ready” for Black Friday. He was pulling out his old pads from his football days. I think I even saw him with a hockey stick and a helmet. Oohh mommy – who is punishing who now? Snorts.
Last night at the Hotel Thompson was touch and go for a bit. A storm moved in with an evil grin on its face around 3:00PM. The skies got dark and the the clouds got all mean looking. It got all dark outside like it was around midnight instead of the afternoon. Thunder clacked and echoed. Hotel Thompson sits in a gully and when the thunder boomed, the house literally shook. For a few minutes, we thought we were going to have our own edition of the Wizard of Oz and instead of Toto – you would have me Bacon.
Then the sky let loose with harsh rain and winds. You could hear it hitting the house and windows. One earsplitting BOOM of thunder and we were then sitting in the dark. The purr things ran and hid under the bed in mom/dad’s room. I knew I was safe with mom.
The front room was dark and all you could see were lightening flashes. When that happened, I could see mom/dad for just a few minutes before it went dark again. It was like a scary movie.
CLACK – BOOM – FLASH – MOM/DAD – DARKNESS AND SILENCE.
It was something that this little piggy didn’t enjoy. We finally all got up and went to bed. What else was there to do? Thank goodness my iPad still worked. Mom set me up with a cartoon, tucked me in and stayed with me until I finally drifted off. There’s just something about her voice!
I think we finally got electricity back up around 7:15PM. You really don’t realize the things you take for granted when you don’t have this wonderful thing called electricity. Like for instance, going to the bathroom with no windows. It’s dark in there! And cooking. Stoves don’t work without electricity. Thank goodness my food doesn’t require cooking 🙂
I’m just glad that today is a new day – all full of sun and heat. So Mother Nature, if you’re listening, no more thunder storms for a while okay. We would really appreciate that 🙂
Saturdays are the best days at the Hotel Thompson. Mom is off of the worky place and she is home. I follow her around the house like a little puppy dog just wagging my tail. I sit in the kitchen and watch her cook – that’s one of my favorite things. You ask why? I’m glad you asked. Because she throws me little pieces of food – whatever she is preparing. It can be crackers, croutons, vegetables, salad mix, fruit – whatever she is working with for breakfast, lunch or dinner.
Also Saturdays mean Saturday night family movie night. We pick a movie, pop popcorn and watch the movie together. We all take turns picking a flick. And, I get to stay up as late as I want with mom. This is a special treat since usually my bedtime during the week is pretty routine.
Saturdays also mean chores. Sigh – even I have chores but at least mom helps so they go quickly. I have to help in cleaning my room and taking all of my laundry to the wash room. Afterwards, I have to help with folding which is kind of fun because well you know I have hooves not fingers. Snort – so usually I end up rolling around in the warm towels and mom laughs. I have to also help in picking up all of my
toys in the house and putting them in my piggy toy box. Then we steam mop my bedroom floor. I can’t help with that but I like to watch 🙂
Afterwards, it’s mommy piggy snuggle time on the sofa. I stretch out and mommy rubs my back and belly as she writes and answers mail until movie time.
I hope your Saturday is as fun as mine! XOXO – Bacon
This is so funny!! Even people at moms worky place love me. One of them gave mom this cute little pancake set. Now mom can make my pancakes to look like me. This is so cool!! And don’t you love the little pink pig spatula? It even has a little tail on the back of the handle. Too funny!
And don’t you love the original “piggy bank”? Mom says they used to be very popular when she was growing up. She saw this one at the store and took a picture to show me. I thought it was hilarious. You actually put money in it. And you know the only way to get it out? Take a hammer to it is what mom says. But who wants to do that and break it?
Well mom will be off soon for the next four days. I don’t know who is more excited, me or dad. I can’t wake for my mommy snuggle time.
I hope everyone has a great weekend. I’ll be chatting soon. XOXO – Bacon