Dear Bacon – The dog – he’s so pesky here at my house. He is always following me around, sniffing at me and touching me with his doggy cooties. I’ve found the perfect spot to hide from him. He can’t find me – honestly. This must be like the invisibility cloak or something. He just whimpers around looking… silly dog. Signed You Can’t See Me
Dear You Can’t See Me – What? I don’t see you in the picture my friend. It has to be the perfect hiding spot. And I agree with you about the dog things. They can be pesky. I have one here too. I’ll have to remember your invisibility cloak and see if that can work for me. Oh my goodness – if it does – you are a God! Take it easy my friend.
Dear Bacon – Believe it or not but I stood here in the corner of mom’s bedroom like this for almost an hour while she was ‘looking’ for me. I thought it was hilarious. She even brought out the treats but I stood still just to see what kind of detective she is. Trust me. She is not Agatha Christie. Meows. Gotta run now so she doesn’t discover my ‘new’ spot of hiding in the open. Signed HA Meow
Dear HA Meow – I have to give this to you my friend. You cats are like the best in hiding – you are silent stalkers. I could just see you standing in that corner and then swiping out at your mom and her jumping on the ceiling. WOW – to have that kind of power. I bow at you. I really do.
Dear Bacon – Sometimes the best defense is an open defense. Sometimes humans are always wanting to ‘look’ for you but they never really ‘look’ in the open. Do you follow me pig? Sometimes if one just sits quietly enough you are overlooked. When you are overlooked then your eyes are opened to your surroundings. Does that make sense? Trust me on this. So the next time it’s kind of wild there at the Hotel Thompson, sit back, be quiet and still and watch ever so gently at others. You’ll learn a lot of things. Signed Confucius
Dear Confucius – Deal. I followed you completed on that my friend. I shall do just the same and see what enlightening I partake. Thanks for the awesome advice.
Dear Bacon – Sometimes a girl just needs a little lace in her life to make her feel so pretty. What better way than a curtain, right? If you don’t think it makes you feel pretty, maybe you should try it and see. I won’t tell. Signed See No Evil
Dear See No Evil – Okay – but don’t tell anyone. I will try this tonight when everyone is asleep. You do kind of look pretty…. for a purr thing.
Dear Bacon – The perfect hiding spot – under the bed. You can’t see me. My head is hidden. This means that the humans will *never* find me. Signed Hiding Tail
Dear Hiding Tail – I hate to tell you this my friend but I can see that tail of yours. You do realize what that means, right? If I can see your tail, you are not hiding – snorts with piggy laughter. Happy better hiding place.
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Yesterday I just had a hard time settling. It might have been the weather. I’m not really sure. I just couldn’t settle. I kind of drove dad up the wall with all of my little antics around the house as well. Heck, one time I almost mowed him down in the hallway running out of the bedroom. I know he made *the* phone call to mom later in the afternoon and spoke to her about my behavior. I figured I was already in trouble. I couldn’t possibly be in more trouble. Mom was going to have that prayer meeting with me when she got home. I might as well make it good if you know what I mean – snort.
, I’ve been watching too many episodes on HGTV about remodeling. I looked around my room and decided that I could do some of those things. It can’t be too hard, right? While dad was doing the laundry, I started so I wouldn’t interrupt him when he watched his television later. See, that was considerate of me.
Next, I looked at the window treatments. There’s two windows in my room. One is fine but the other window is what brings the most sun into my room. I don’t care for that window treatment. Did you know that little pigs could climb? I was able to lean on the wall, use my little short legs to stretch up as far as possible and tug on that ugly window curtain. It took several attempts and lots of tugging but eventually that curtain came down. After I shredded it into a gazillion pieces, did you know that it really made that already festive shredded bankie all over my floor look even better. It was like a giant pile of fabric that I could run and jump on the rest of the day. I had a piggy playground!
Piglove 