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Spotlight Thursday – Meet Rocky and Bullwinkle

Spotlight Thursday

Welcome my friends to SPOTLIGHT THURSDAY.  This is the time that I will introduce you to one of my fellow anipals so you can get to know them better.  Some of them, you may already know.  We hope that you enjoy this series!

❤ Rocky and Bullwinkle are Facebook friends.  They will be checking in throughout the day to answer any comments/questions.  Let’s welcome them ❤


Name:  Rocky and Bullwinkle

Age:   One years young

Location:  Cumming, Georgia

Web/Blog Page:  Facebook – Rocky and Bullwinkle

What were your first thoughts when you met your new parents?   Our dad was scary at first.  He had to chase us to get us in the crate.  We ran away but eventually he caught us.  He was very nice but it was scary being placed in the back of the truck.  When we got to our new home, we met our mommy who was very beautiful ❤ and she was so nice to us.  We knew right away our mommy really loved us.

What was the defining moment when you knew you were in your forever home?  After finishing our job of eating all of the ivy and brush, we knew they fell in love with us and built us a house.  And our new fur mom Sierra loved us a lot.

What has been your biggest “Oh no, now I’ve done it” moment so far in your home?   Rocky here.  My big no-no was good.  I escaped out of the fence.  That’s bad enough but wait for it.  I then ate mom’s favorite plant.  Okay yeah that was definitely bad but wait for it.  I then jumped on the table outside and pooped on it.  Yeah, and they still kept me.  If nothing shows love, that does.  Bullwinkle here.  My big no-no wasn’t as bad as Rocky’s – trust me on that.  The worst I do is maybe scream and maybe complain when I’m hungry.  But don’t you complain when you’re hungry?

 Who do you have wrapped around your paws more – mom or dad – and why?  Rocky here.  I’m like dad.  People actually call us two peas in a pod and say that me and dad think the same and act crazy.  Bullwinkle here.  I’m very close to mom.  We love each very much!

What’s the biggest misconception that humans think about you?  People think us goats eat tin cans – we don’t even like the taste!  Actually we are very intelligent and we put things in/out of our mouths because that’s how we find out what things are like – you know like how dogs smell things.  And if anyone gets a goat, we need to come in pairs.  We don’t do well without a friend.  And let me tell you, a lonely goat is a bad goat.  And we are very loving.  We can act like big goofy dogs.♥

This is us – Rocky and Bullwinkle – with Sierra.  Happy Trails!


Hope you enjoyed meeting my friend – check back next week for another Spotlight edition!

 
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Posted by on March 23, 2017 in Spotlight Thursday

 

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Travels in the South

  Welcome friends to another edition of Travels in the South.  Today is being brought to you by daddy.  Recently McDonald’s launched a bigger Big Mac called the Grand Mac.  Now dad loves his Big Mac’s of any kind but he has been opting out of trying this because of eating clean.  Well this past weekend, he couldn’t help himself.  He had to try one and of course mom was there to interview him and take pictures – that’s my mom.  She didn’t try one or any of his french fries – go mom and your will power!

Now this is from the McDonald’s website:  “A regular Big Mac is two pure beef patties, Big Mac sauce, sandwiched between a sesame seed bun, American cheese, crisp lettuce, onions and pickles.”  And a regular Big Mac has 540 calories.

Now here is the description from McDonald’s website on the Grand Mac:  “Sink into 1/3 pound of real beef seasoned with salt & pepper sandwiched between a sesame seed bun.  All dressed with special sauce, crisp lettuce, onions, pickles and two slices of American cheese.”  And a Grand Mac has a whopping 860 calories!

Okay, a little more beef, an extra slice of cheese and 320 more calories.  And the pictures on television and on the McDonald’s website show there is a size difference and we all know that size matters, right?  So what did daddy think about the Grand Mac?

Daddy shrugged his shoulders at it.  The Grand Mac that he got did not look much bigger than a regular Big Mac.  It didn’t taste any different per say.  It was just okay.  In fact, if dad had to do it all over again, he said he would pass.  It just wasn’t that awesome.  So there you go – from the dad’s mouth.

 

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Paw Time with Houdini


Hello sweet friends.  Houdini here.  Or should I say Spider Houdini – barks with puppy laughter!  A couple of weekends ago I was getting ready to go to the spa.  I picked out my Spiderman hoodie to wear… cause you know I’m a tough guy like that.  I mean heck look at my face.  Wouldn’t you be shaking in your shoes if you saw me coming?  Of course you would ❤  And see, mom says I was shaggy so I had to go to the spa and get groomed.  I didn’t get upset over that – she tells daddy the same thing sometimes – HA!

And speaking of daddy – I now leave you with Jokes with Daddy.  Enjoy my friends and have a great weekend!

 

 

 
 

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Oh Good Grief Daddy – Part II

Today daddy thought he would go for a dress tie adventurous look to show his Irish roots.

I’m not sure about you, but I think he needs a bigger tie – snorts PLOL (Piggy laughing out loud).

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Posted by on March 15, 2017 in Bacon

 

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Travels in the South

Hello friends to another week of Travels in the South.  This week mom wants to share something that she recently found one night while her and dad were out on date night.

Now mom is not a huge wine drinker – I mean define huge, right?  Mom will have an occasional glass of wine every once in a while – not too often though since she’s been trying to change her eating habits.

But one of mom’s favorite types of wine is Moscato.  And this night mom tried a Moscato Delle Venezie Primo Amore.

Mom fell in LOVE with this wine.  She talked about it for nights afterwards.  See the glass of wine – it has little bubbles in the wine.  And who doesn’t like bubbles – rolls piggy eyes.  No seriously mom said this wine was smooth and wonderful – one of the best Moscato’s she has ever had.

So my friends, if you see this bottle in the market, buy one and try it.

 

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Oh Good Grief Daddy

These days, I can’t let my so called human daddy go anywhere.  He *always* gets into some type of trouble.  St. Patrick’s Day is March 17th.  Dad, the ever loving-gotta-have-some-fun with the holiday, went out on a mission to find some trouble fun.

Now, my dad is part Irish so he thinks this holiday is made for him – snorts

Today, dad found a drinking buddy.  This little guy that dad named O’Donnell sits on his shoulder so that he doesn’t have to drink alone.  And when dad does start to drink, not only does he have a drinking buddy but I’m sure after a few, O’Donnell will even start to talk to him – snorticles.  Good grief.

And just a note.  With dad being part Irish, he once grew a mustache and beard.  You guessed it.  It was redder than O’Donnell’s beard.  He was going to grow one for St. Patrick’s Day but mom said absolutely not.  Dad replied by telling mommy, “You’re not the boss of me.”  Well, you see who won that argument – snorts.

But never fear, even with dad’s Irish roots he doesn’t even drink alcohol.  I guess mom will change the color of his sweet tea to green with a little green dye.  That should make him merry just the same!

 
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Posted by on March 13, 2017 in Bacon

 

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Bedtime at the Hotel Thompson

Bedtime.  Doesn’t that one word make you smile?  Bedtime means a lot of things to a lot of different peeps and anipals.  Some love the thought of sleep and bedtime.  While others can’t stand the thoughts knowing they will have another restless bout of insomnia.  Mom and sleep are like frenemies.  She loves to sleep however sleep doesn’t love her.  Now with the exercise she has been doing lately, sleep comes easier these days than what it once did.  And thank goodness mom doesn’t sleep walk anymore – that’s entirely different posting than today’s – trust me on that – snorts with piggy laughter.

Today I want to talk about bedtime.  You know that one moment at night when bedtime is called and everyone rushes around trying to ‘get ready’ for bed.  Now, let me start by asking this question to you.  At the Hotel Thompson, when it comes time for bed who is the last in bed every night?  Is it moi, Houdini, Hemi, mom or dad?  Go ahead, guess and right that name down.  I’ll wait.  Taps hooves – insert Jeopardy music while waiting.

Finished?  Okay let’s proceed.  Now, mom is usually the one that calls bedtime.  She works and is on a strict sleep schedule with the same routine every night.  That helps her with her insomnia and sleep walking.  Pretty much when she goes to bed, we all go to bed.

Mom tells me to get ready for bed and I’m a good boy.  I will waddle out, do my business and get in my toddler bed in my bedroom waiting for mom to tuck me in for the night.  Usually she brings me a small treat.  So yeah I’m going to be a good boy for mom.  Wouldn’t you?  And I’m not a dumb pig.  Sometimes mom will rub my back until I fall off to sleep.

That brings us to Houdini.  That word bedtime is almost like snack time to that kid.  He will rush down the hall and beat mom to the bedroom.  He jumps on the bed and snuggles down in his blanket and is usually counting dog bones before anyone else

That Houdini is almost part cat I do believe.  He takes a gazillion naps a day and still sleeps throughout the night.  Mom says its because he plays so hard when he is awake and with all of that energy – he zonks out better than any of us.

Hemi.  Well Hemi is a lot of things but when you call bedtime he is there.  He will get him a drink of water, go potty and then tap-tap down the hallway to mom/dad’s bedroom taking his place with royalty at the top of the bed on his pillow.  He lets nothing get in his way during his night time ritual.  And if anyone is in his spot, he will push them away.  I mean heck, he let’s us all know that he is king here at the Hotel Thompson.

Alright then let’s check on things.  Who thought it was one of us anipals who was the slowest in getting to bed at night?  Go ahead, raise your hand.  You can lower them now.  You would be wrong.  It is *not* one of us anipals – shocker huh?  And we all know it can’t be mom.  I mean heck with her sleep problems, she has to be spot on in getting to bed the same time every night…. unless it’s the weekend or a special outing.  Other than that, she has brushed her teeth, put all of us anipals to bed, taken her medicine and is in bed with her head on her pillow counting sheep.

Dad is the culprit.  So who guessed dad?  You would be correct!!  Mom said that telling dad that it’s bedtime is like telling a 2 years to get ready for bed.  And trust me friends, I have watched and can confirm this.  Even us anipals look at daddy like really?  Now we know dad is a grown man and can go to bed anytime he wants.  But if mom let him, he would stay up all night watching old movies on television which is fine on the weekends but during the week we all have schedules to maintain.  So don’t take this too serious folks – we area all snortable anipals and peeps here at the Hotel Thompson – by all means you do know our sense of humor.  With that being said though, this is how it usually goes here at night during the week:

9:00PM – Okay kids, let’s start getting ready for bedtime.  That’s usually when all of anipals get up and do our business while mom bushes her teeth and takes her medicine.

9:05PM – Dad hasn’t moved from the sofa that he’s sleeping on.  Mom touches dad shoulder, wakes him and tells him to get ready for bed.  He grumbles ok and stirs slightly.

9:15PM – Mom has finished up, puts us all to bed, gives us kisses and goes back to wake dad again.  She then goes to wash her face.

9:20PM – Dad starts to move.  Slowly goes to put on pajamas.

9:25PM – Mom is finished and goes to the bedroom to put on her jammies.

9:30PM – Dad decides he needs a drink and goes to the kitchen.  Then he decides he needs to take his medicine so he goes back to the bedroom to get it and back to the kitchen for another drink.

9:45PM – Dad *finally* comes back to the bedroom and then has to get the night time medicines ready for him and mom for the next night.  (There’s only four pills – two for the each of them – but dad takes a lifetime to do it as we all hear mom tell him).  Laughter can be heard from mom/dad.

10:00PM – Dad decides he then has to go to the bathroom to brush his teeth and go potty.  In the meantime, mom is in the bedroom setting dad’s side of the bed (they have a Select Comfort and he likes it 100 – talk about sleeping on concrete – WOW).  Then mom pulls the sheets down and climbs into bed all the while fussing at daddy to hurry up and that molasses are faster than him.

10:15PM – FINALLY daddy comes back to the bedroom chuckling and saying that he is not slow and that mom is just fast.  Rolls piggy eyes – that starts more laughter.  Then daddy finally gets into bed and him and mom find hands to hold.  Why?  Because once upon a time a very long time ago mom/dad read about how otters sleep holding their mates hands so they don’t drift apart.  Every since then, mom/dad hold hands while they sleep so they don’t drift apart.  Cute huh?   They talk about each other being their otter and how much they love each other.  More giggles and a kiss goodnight.

 
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Posted by on March 10, 2017 in Bacon, Hemi, Houdini

 

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