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Sunday Brunch

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Daddy is the best.  Yesterday morning, he was craving what he kept referring to as pancakes.  Mom ventured into the kitchen to make magic.  You know I followed.  Mom was humming and beating things together in a pan.  I’m not sure if the humming was on the recipe but it amused me.  Once she got together what she called ‘batter’, she started putting it in a pan.  Oh thud – the smell that was in the kitchen was out of this world.  I kept bugging her for some to taste.  I would go up behind her and nudge the bottom of her foot with my snout.  She kept laughing and said I had to wait.  Wait?  You’re telling a pig to wait?  That’s like telling Mother Nature not to change the seasons – it’s going to happen. 

I saw dad’s plate that she was fixing.  Oh my – there was these clouds of wonder stacking to the sky.  I kept sniffing the air.  I wanted some so bad.  Mom fixed her plate and then she fixed mine.  See how creative she got with a little smiley face for me on my Sesame Street plate.  I thought I was going to explode if she didn’t give it to me soon!

She finally put it on my feed blanket.  Stars almighty!  I went for the so called ‘pancake’ first.  It was fluffy.  It was buttery.  It was light.  And, it was delicious!  I managed to get a couple of more from mom and dad before they started eating.  Dad called mom a Domestic Kitchen Goddess…. I already knew she was.  He suggested that we have pancakes for Sunday brunch every week.  I seconded that idea! 

 
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Posted by on 08/19/2018 in Bacon

 

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Travels in the South

Sometimes it’s hard to get out for a quick dinner especially when one is saving money.  But this night, mom/dad found the perfect place.  It was the Sam’s Warehouse – snorts with piggy laughter.  Daddy went in and asked for a table for two – rolls piggy eyes.  He’s the romantic isn’t he?

Well mom enjoyed her fine dining experience.  They got hot dogs with the works.  By the works I mean sauerkraut, onions and mustard.  Dad also went the extra mile with a bag of chips.  Now you are probably asking yourself was this really awesome?  Nods head.  Mom said YES.  For a whopping $5.00 – they had dinner for two.  Big spenders huh?

 

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Moral of the Story

A pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won. He was so pleased with his donkey that he entered it a 2nd time and it won again. The local paper read: “PASTOR’S ASS OUT FRONT.” The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the Pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.

The next day, the local paper headline read: “BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTORS ASS.” This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid of the donkey.

The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent. The local paper, upon hearing of the news, posted the following headline the next day: “NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.” The Bishop fainted. He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10.

The next day the paper read: “NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.” This was too much for the bishop so he ordered the nun to buy back her donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild. The next day the headlines read:”NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE.”

The bishop was buried the next day.

The moral of the story is – being concerned about public opinion can bring you grief and misery and even shorten your life. So be yourself and enjoy life..  You’ll be a lot happier and live longer.

 
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Posted by on 08/13/2018 in Bacon

 

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What Does a Pig Yawning Look Like?

I *know* that this is the question you ask yourself on a daily basis – snorts.  Today I’m here to make that question come true.  I’m going to show you what it looks like when a pig – namely moi – yawns.  Yes I yawn.  I get tired too.  Hey, it’s hard work maintaining this pot belly and this establishment here at the Hotel Thompson.  Okay, without further ado, here you go.  A picture of me yawning.

Notice the technique.  Yes there is a technique my friends.  In this picture, I’m on the sofa with mommy watching television.  I have to stretch my front hooves.  Then my nose goes up, my tongue comes out a little and I yawn.  See, I also have a tongue.  Some people have questioned that – snorts.  And in this picture, you might see a little tooth.  Trust me.  There are more than one.  Please excuse the extra jowls – it’s too hot these days to exercise… except for my jaws when I’m eating – double snorts.  

So there you go.  Now you’ve seen everything… a pig yawning 🙂  You’re welcome.  Have a fabulous day my friends! ❤ 

 
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Posted by on 08/12/2018 in Bacon

 

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Cucumber Banana

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Now I know exactly how to hide my bananas here at the Hotel Thompson.  Disguise them as cucumbers!  Daddy won’t touch cucumbers.  He’s the culprit.

Mommy buys *me* bananas but when I turn my back, daddy is eating them.  And you know what, he won’t share like mommy.  I don’t get it.  He has everything else in the house in the big ice box to eat.  Can he please leave my bananas alone?  Please?

Mommy calls me her monkey boy sometimes because I love bananas so much.  Can you do me a favor friends, can you tell my daddy that these are really made for this little oinker and not the human daddy?  Please – can you help a pig out?

 
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Posted by on 08/11/2018 in Bacon

 

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Paw Time with Houdini

Barks!  Sometimes one has to shoot for the moon – shoot for the stars – or in my case shoot the hoop.  I went off with mom and some of her friends were playing b-ball.  They asked me if I wanted to play.  How could I refuse?  Especially when the guys help me out with my dunks.  It was an awesome time for sure.  I loved chasing the ball.

It was just kind of hard for me to dribble but hey they understood.  Have you ever gotten your paw on the hoop or backboard?  Now that is some fun for sure.  I highly recommend it!

 

 

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Travels in the South

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I’ve told you before my friends.  My mom and dad have lost it. Totally.  This past weekend was one of “those” adventures – snorts.  They were looking for some adventure and wanted to try a place they had never been to before.  So they took off in Albert, mom’s little Smart car, and hit the highway.  Almost sounds like a song huh – snorts.

They ended up at this place called Mellow Mushroom – it’s a pizza joint which was right up dad’s alley.  He ❤ pizza.  Mom was somewhat reluctant.  First off because they sat right beside exhibit A to the left.  Pardon me while I say this but does that ‘mushroom’ look psychedelic?  It was kind of disturbing in a weird sense of direction.  Mom couldn’t take her eyes off of it.  There was just something about it that was just plain weird.

 That’s when mom got up to take a closer look at the psychedelic mushroom.   20140716-201449-72889500.jpg

It’s not all its cracked up to be – double snorts.  You get it – cracked up.  It really is around the head area.  What kind of restaurant is this place?  Mom shook her head, snapped a couple of pictures and sat down preparing herself for a psychedelic adventure.

P.S.  If you are ever out and about and see some crazy lady taking pictures at a restaurant, just call her mom.  That will probably be my crazy mom – she takes pictures of *everything* as you will soon see in this post.

Shakes piggy head.  At least it’s not all about me now.

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20140716-201448-72888070.jpgMom has been on this DIEt thing lately.  It’s going okay. As she says, it’s all about choices.  So today she choose a Greek salad to start her meal.

Exhibit B to the left here.  She says if she starts with a good salad, it fills her so she doesn’t eat too much of a bad thing.

Which is good – I guess if you are living a DIEt kind of life.  Mom did say that this salad was delicious!  It had everything she loves – lettuce, mushrooms (which didn’t look scary like exhibit A), olives, peppers and feta cheese.

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20140716-201454-72894404.jpgDad on the other hoof, went with a cheese covered pretzel.  See exhibit C here to the right.  Not only was it delicious and cheesy, they served it with a beer cheese dipping sauce.  It must have been great because daddy licked the cheese sauce dry and there were no crumbs left from the pretzel.

 Which is good because mommy kept watching him waiting for something to drop.  So much for eating a nice decent sensible salad huh?

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Now cam20140716-201452-72892352.jpge the main course.  Mom and dad can never agree upon toppings for their pizza.  There solution is to always get a pie 1/2 and 1/2.  That way mom can have what she wants and dad can have what he wants.  May I present to you exhibit D to the left.  Drum roll – tongue hanging out – deliciousness.

Mom got the top side.  She ❤ white pizza with cheese, garlic and tomatoes – what’s not to love right?

Dad on the other hoof got the bottom side.  He gets the works… something this little piggy can’t discuss and think about.  But it looks good.  Of course a lot of pizza made it’s way home for lunch the next day.

You have to admit though, mom had hesitation at first with seeing the psychedelic mushroom – or maybe it was because of the psychedelic mushroom – the food was delicious!

 
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Posted by on 08/08/2018 in Bacon

 

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Friendship Day

 Journalist Rocky the Squirrel here – 

Keeping my paws on the nuts of the world!

Who could ask for a better day?  The first Sunday of August is always Friendship Day.  Isn’t that a wonderful day to celebrate?  What is better than friends – whether they come in the human form or the animal form.  Friends are always there with us in good times and in bad times, to share special moments in our lives.  Sometimes all it takes is just a smile, holding a hand, a hug or just an ear or shoulder to cry on.

Friendship Day should be celebrated by phone, in person or by reaching out in an email or blog.  You don’t have to live next door to show someone how much you care.  Express your friendship in some way today and show the ones that you love what they mean to you.

NOTE FROM PIGLOVE –

We here at Piglove would like to tell all of our friends here how much we love and appreciate them.  You put up with our silliness, our sometimes seriousness (although it doesn’t happen often) and our whack-o ways.  We started Piglove as an outlet to share memories of Bacon… a cute little miniature pot bellied pig.  You have helped me to personally grow and do something that I love, to write and make people laugh.  I would like to take this time on Friendship Day and tell each and everyone of you – Thank You for being our friends.  We cherish our times, our talks, our emails and phone calls.  We cherish your ‘go with this’ attitude when we come up with something whacky and new.  You can never imagine how much your friendship means to us.  Here’s to another year of great posting, inter-action with our friends and much laughter –  Bacon’s humans

 

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Saturday Treat

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Saturday is usually a good day for me.  Saturday is the day that if mom is going to go to the market, it happens this day.  She went this weekend.  She *always* brings me back something good to eat.  This week was no different.

Her and dad bring all of these grocery bags into the kitchen.  I get to watch as they put everything up.  After everything is put away, mom usually takes my things and cuts everything up.  This is where me, the sous chef, comes in to play 🙂  She will give me tasty little morsels to try.  And trust me, they are so good!

After she cuts everything up (usually carrots, celery, watermelon or some other fruit and my salad mix), she will fix me a bowl as a snack.  Today’s menu consisted of grapes, Goldfish and watermelon rind.  Good thing mom’s dad doesn’t have a garden anymore.  I would be in hog heaven!

Mom and dad let me eat on my food carpet in the front room. So in this picture don’t fear the “dirty carpet”, it’s my feed placemat.  They pick it up and wash it every week.  As you can see, I am chomping down on that watermelon rind.  Mom took this picture of me in mid chomp.  I usually will eat what I like the most first.  Of course, it was the rind.  I couldn’t get enough of it.  You bite into it and the watermelon juice actually squirts inside of your mouth.  That’s my favorite part.

I guess you can say I’m a little spoiled.  Not a lot – just a little.  What do you think?

 
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Posted by on 08/04/2018 in Bacon

 

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Paw Time with Houdini

But mom, Hemi started it.  Honestly – dog’s honor.  I was just sitting here on the ottoman minding my own business.  I wasn’t running up/down the hall like an elephant.  Nope.  Wasn’t me.

Don’t let Hemi’s innocent face fool you.  It was him.  Heck, he was even ricocheting off of the walls and furniture.

Go ahead.  Call in CSI so they can take paw prints.  They won’t be mine…. how could I do that?  Innocent

 

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