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This Is Me Being Serious

Something happened last night.  We had friends over and of course you know I had to put on a performance – snorts.  Hey, it’s what I do.  The topic turned to my blog. We all took turns reading past articles from it and snorting – alcohol may have been involved with the humans – snorts.  Our friends made the comment that *I* could not be serious.  What?  Is that a dare?  Cause you know it sounded like a dare to this little oinker. So today, I will be serious.  This post will be about something that happened to me and mom this morning.  You just read and see.  Cough-cough-oink-snort- here comes my serious side.  Stop laughing.  I’m being serious.

This morning instead of me getting mom up for breakfast, she woke me up for a change.  It was early.  I couldn’t understand why.  She told me that she had to show me something that was special.  Something without electronics, without technology, with just me and her alone.  I just looked at her and yawned but hey I was game.  We walked to the kitchen and I sat on the floor yawning while mom fixed her a cup of coffee.  Then we did something strange.  We went out the back door of the Hotel Thompson.  The back door leads us to my backyard… my kingdom that I like to call it.

We sat down on the deck, mom cross-legged and I climbed up in her lap.  I kept looking at her waiting for an explanation.  It was dark out here overlooking my magical backyard and it was kind of chilly.  I couldn’t see anything but darkness.    Mom told me, “Wait for it Bacon.”  Wait for what?  I sat and continue to listen.  That’s when I noticed the sounds.

I could hear crickets.  I could hear frogs near the swamp.  I could hear a dog barking in the neighborhood.  I could hear Journalist Rocky the Squirrel chatting away with his family in the trees.  I even started hearing birds chirp.  WOW – I’ve never heard these noises so close before.  Then I started to hear a rooster a couple of doors down.  I looked at mom in complete awe and amazement.  She told me, “It’s not done yet Bacon. Keep waiting for it.”  Again this wait for it.  Wait for what?  What could be that interesting to get up at this ungodly hour?  Then there was a shift in the atmosphere.  Something changed but I couldn’t put my hoof on it.

I slowly got up out of mom’s lap and walked to the edge of the deck overlooking my backyard kingdom.  That’s when I saw it.  I looked at mom and she looked at me.  The blackness of the night started slowly fading away.  A white tinge was started to peak out from the night.  It was slow at first but as we watched minute by minute it started getting lighter outside.  Before I knew it, the night time had disappeared and the daylight had appeared out of nowhere.  WOW!  I could see my magical backyard in full light.  I looked at mom, did a little wiggle and pleaded, “Do it again mom!”  I went back and snuggled up in mom’s lap again.  We sat there for a long time, mom drinking her coffee petting me and I looking at the amazement of another great day.

 
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Posted by on 06/27/2014 in Bacon

 

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Piggy Therapy

Just to keep everyone updated on my life – I have been attending piggy therapy. I’ve cried a lot. I’ve laughed a lot. I’ve learned a lot. Therapy is not just for the humans.

I’ve talked a lot about some issues… you know me and nature. I’ve come to realize that it goes deep to when I was a runt baby. I’ve never experienced the ‘great outdoors’ and that scares me. It’s a huge place out there, right. Lot’s of crawly things, nature and grass. Shivers – it’s frightening for this little pig. But, I’m working through these issues. I know you will be glad to hear that. Maybe one day… in the near future… I will attempt to place my little pig hooves in the green grass outside and commence with nature. Hold on for a minute – let me take a piggy xanax to relax.

It’s a work in progress. I’ve made some baby steps. I can actually look outside into nature with the door being open. I can feel the air and wind surrounding my little piggy body and I don’t flip out. I can hear the frogs, the crickets and birds chirping and I’m good. I watch the rabbits and squirrels with nothing in between us but air and I’m fine. Of course, all of this is from the safety of my the threshold of the back door. Again, it’s a work in progress. You don’t know how much convincing mommy had to do just to get me to the opened door 🙂 I’ll keep you posted my friends

 
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Posted by on 06/06/2013 in Bacon

 

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