Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad

Once upon a time, there was a cute little boy and a cute little girl.  They grew up relatively in the same area not too far away from each other.

 You know what they say about three degrees of separation?  It was the same in this situation.  They knew some of the same people.  He went to a private Christian school that she attended church at during the week.  They ate at some of the same restaurants. For all they knew, they might have passed each other during their childhood.  It was possible.

They grew up,  went through school and college.  Until one day, the girl applied for a job at a business that changed the course of her life.  She was interviewed by the mother of the boy who took an immediate liking to the girl.  In fact the liking was so much that the mother hired the girl for the job having a secret agenda.  The secret agenda was to have her son meet this girl and fall in love.

The mother introduced them and they went to lunch together for the first time on September 14,  1988.  It was an immediate chemistry and love was in the air.  The young boy courted the young girl throughout the years doing everything together.  There would be times that one wanted to get married but the other didn’t at the time and vice versa.  Not that they didn’t love each other but because they had things they wanted to get done first.  You know the things in life like finishing college and getting a solid paying job.  But throughout this time, families merged and got to know each other.

The young couple courted for 16 years.  Yes my friends, that is not a typo.  Life was good.  What was the rush?  They grew up and got set in their ways.  She bought a home and was taking care of herself and he was taking care of his parents and helping them.

Then on Valentine’s day February 14, 2004, the young man got down on one knee and asked THE question, “Will you marry me?”  The young girl was shocked and amazed.  Her response, “What’s the rush?”  A sense of humor that has maintained throughout their relationship – that’s a good thing.

The young girl accepted.  A date was discussed.  Sadly, the mother of the young man had passed away over the years.  In honor of her, they made a date for September 15, 2004.

Now, this is the fun part.  Two lives merged as one into ONE household.  They said their I do‘s and moved in together for the first time.  What a wake up call!  PLOL (pig laughing out loud).  

Today marks their 13th wedding anniversary or 29 years of being together.  Was it easy – nope.  Has their been good times and bad times – of course.  Every marriage has bumps in the road.  It’s how you travel over the bumps to the other side that makes a long lasting relationship.  It also helps that both of them have a really wicked sense of humor.  I mean look at me.  Who do you know would adopt a pig in their lives?  Enough said on that.

So today, we at the Hotel Thompson would like to wish mom and dad a Happy Anniversary.  Here’s to another 29 years of being together!

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

1 Corinthians 13:4-7

 

Dear Bacon

Hey Oinker – I’m here to ask for your vote this year.  I can make America great again… sure I can.  More treats and more rights for us anipals.  More playtime in safe streets.  No loud noises on holidays.  Kindness in forever homes for us all!  That’s my platform.  What do you think?  Do you think I have a chance?  Signed Rump for President

Dear Rump for President – I think you have as much luck as anyone else my friend.  In fact, I think I would personally vote for you.  Sure I would!  You have a solid platform in my book!  VOTE FOR RUMP!

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Dear Bacon – There I was on a cool Saturday morning.  The human was up and I jumped on her lap for a little TLC – just me and her.  That’s some of the best times, isn’t it?  Well, it was this day too… that is until I looked over at her cup.  Really mom?  This is how you treat me?  All of these special cuddles.  All of these purrs.  All of these massages I give you.  The serenading in the middle of the night.  I bring you birds and small creatures for my thankfulness in having you in my life.  And you pay me back with this cup.  Shakes my head, jumps down with my tail high and walks away never looking back.  Signed The Cat

Dear The Cat – I’m sorry pal.  I know how it looks but maybe it’s not the humans fault.  Maybe the dog put that cup on the counter.  Actually, I’m thinking it sounds like something a dog would do to suck up to the humans.  You see, dogs sometimes have to be told repeatedly how special they are.  Unlike you cats.  Cats know how special they are.  They don’t need suck up cups or special shirts to say it.  I say carry on as usual my friend.  Let the dog think about why you are not upset.  That would be better in this situation.

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Dear Bacon – There we were in our backyard minding our own business.  That’s when we heard the splashing in our neighbors yard.  Well you know we had to take a peek to see what was going on.  That’s when we saw it.  The lady of our dreams in a hot bikini.  Fifi the poodle next door.  Oh my gawd!  We are in love ❤  Signed Harley and Davidson

Dear Harley and Davidson – Dear heavens boys.  You know it’s not good to ogle your  potential girlfriend.  That almost crosses the line at stalking.  Look that word up and you might just see your pictures.  If you are smitten, why don’t you do this the right way and meet her parents, get to know her, take her out for a date or a walk.  But never, ever, look under the fence and spy on her.  Shaking my piggy head.  Even I know this.

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Dear Bacon – I am not amused.  I am certainly not!   The humans were slackers and didn’t put my food in my bowl.  I did what any other kitty would do.  I went to go get it myself.  Then my head got all wrapped up in this contraption.  Damn me for not having fingers!  The humans will pay for this.  I mean it is literally their fault.  If they had put me first (like they are suppose to do) and put food in my bowl, we wouldn’t be in this situation.  The end.  What do you think?  Push a glass off the counter or hair ball in their shoe?  Signed Cliffy

Dear Cliffy – You know I’ve seen that contraption before.  Mom/dad used to put my food in that kind of container before they started buying it in bulk.  (I finally have them trained).  I’m thinking that a hair ball to start would be adequate payback for this rudeness in not fixing your food first.  If they do it again, then yeah that favorite dog mug might need to take a walk off the counter.  I’m just sayin’

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Dear Bacon – Look I’ve seen things.  Things I can’t unseen.  Things that I can’t erase from my memory.  And I’ve also heard things.  Unbelievable things.  So trust me, don’t give me that flack about smoking.  Do you know how hard it is to live these days and not go crazy?  Signed Dexter

Dear Dexter – Nods head.  I understand.  You’ve seen and heard things.  Maybe that’s what happened.  You know what they say about smoking stunting your growth.  Just think of how big you could have been if you didn’t smoke.  I just have to go there.  That’s my box and I’m now getting off of it.

P.S.  What have you seen and heard?  Anything exciting you want to share?

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Remember friends – Dear Bacon can’t happen without you.  Please continue to email me your letters/pictures. ❤

 

Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad – Official Date :)

Once upon a time, there was a cute little boy and a cute little girl.  They grew up relatively in the same area not too far away from each other.

 You know what they say about three degrees of separation?  It was the same in this situation.  They knew some of the same people.  He went to a private Christian school that she attended church at during the week.  They ate at some of the same restaurants. For all they knew, they might have passed each other during their childhood.  It was possible.

They grew up,  went through school and college.  Until one day, the girl applied for a job at a business that changed the course of her life.  She was interviewed by the mother of the boy who took an immediate liking to the girl.  In fact the liking was so much that the mother hired the girl for the job having a secret agenda.  The secret agenda was to have her son meet this girl and fall in love.

The mother introduced them and they went to lunch together for the first time on September 14,  1988.  It was an immediate chemistry and love was in the air.  The young boy courted the young girl throughout the years doing everything together.  There would be times that one wanted to get married but the other didn’t at the time and vice versa.  Not that they didn’t love each other but because they had things they wanted to get done first.  You know the things in life like finishing college and getting a solid paying job.  But throughout this time, families merged and got to know each other.

The young couple courted for 16 years.  Yes my friends, that is not a typo.  Life was good.  What was the rush?  They grew up and got set in their ways.  She bought a home and was taking care of herself and he was taking care of his parents and helping them.

Then on Valentine’s day February 14, 2004, the young man got down on one knee and asked THE question, “Will you marry me?”  The young girl was shocked and amazed.  Her response, “What’s the rush?”  A sense of humor that has maintained throughout their relationship – that’s a good thing.

The young girl accepted.  A date was discussed.  Sadly, the mother of the young man had passed away over the years.  In honor of her, they made a date for September 15, 2004.

Now, this is the fun part.  Two lives merged as one into ONE household.  They said their I do‘s and moved in together for the first time.  What a wake up call!  PLOL (pig laughing out loud).  

Today marks their 11th wedding anniversary or 27 years of being together.  Was it easy – nope.  Has their been good times and bad times – of course.  Every marriage has bumps in the road.  It’s how you travel over the bumps to the other side that makes a long lasting relationship.  It also helps that both of them have a really wicked sense of humor.  I mean look at me.  Who do you know would adopt a pig in their lives?  Enough said on that.

So today, we at the Hotel Thompson would like to wish mom and dad a Happy Anniversary.  Here’s to another 27 years of being together!

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

1 Corinthians 13:4-7

 

Oh Dear Piggy Heavens Above

Oh my friends something has happened.  Something BIG.  Do you hear me – B.I.G.  And it happened to Houdini.  But I’m getting ahead of myself as usual.  Some of you have missed mommy on your blogs, texts or emails.  You see mommy has been sick for a couple of weeks now.  In fact, last Sunday mommy had to go to emergency care.  She has been feeling icky and had this horrendous cough that just wouldn’t go away.  The cough was so bad Sunday that she couldn’t catch her breath and she passed out.  It was early morning and we were all asleep except for her and Houdini.  Fortunately Houdini woke her up by jumping on her and licking her face.  After that, mom and dad went to the emergency care.  After a lot of tests, x-rays, a breathing treatment and an EKG for safety, mom was diagnosed as having severe bronchitis.  She came home that afternoon with lots of medicines and has been resting every since.  We are all taking turns checking on her and nursing her back to health.

 I tell you all of this so you know where mommy’s head is – sick in a cloud.  Fast forward a couple of nights ago and little Houdini was playing in the front room with mommy watching from the couch.  Let me show you a picture of how cute, small and adorable he is 🙂  You’ll thank me for this picture in a few minutes.  I promise you.

Houdini was playing with his puppy – it’s a stuffed teddy bear.  He was pouncing at it, barking at it and pretty much attacking it like he normally does.  He looks like he is well… how shall I say it… humping it.  There you go – snorts.  Last month mom talked to his vet about the humping part.  The vet assured mom that it really wasn’t that but more of a domineering kind of thing of who is in charge.  Do you see where I’m going with this story?  Hold on – it gets better.

So, there he is in position ‘playing’ with his puppy when all of a sudden he whines and looks at mommy deep afraid.  Well that got mommy off of the sofa in no time flat and also woke me up to look and see what was wrong.  When she looked at Houdini, it looked like he had something stuck to his butt.  Mommy thinking was that maybe he had a little poo stuck back there and couldn’t get it out so she was going to help the little guy out – see what mommy does for us ❤

Well, she walked over and picked the little guy up, flipped him over and son of a nutcracker it wasn’t a piece of poo. She immediately told daddy that Houdini was broken.  Wacks my forehead with my piggy hoof – broken?  Mommy had no clue.  No don’t get me wrong.  My mom is a smart woman but she had no freaking clue of shall we say Houdini’s ‘manly’ parts.  We all started laughing so hard that daddy almost fell off of the sofa.  Poor mom – she was shocked that her little baby is now a man.  But then you should have seen Houdini’s face as well – he was scared.  He didn’t know what was happening.  And daddy was no help because poor mommy was out of it.  There she was holding Houdini with all of his junk exposed, she’s sick and coughing, worried about her broken baby and we were no help.  Daddy finally found his voice and told her what it was.  Mommy’s response?  Priceless I’m telling you.  She said quote, “Well it’s been so long since I’ve seen one.”  OMP (oh my pig)!  And then – OMP – wait for it and remember mom was on medication.  She said, “Oh my goodness.  I have the John Holmes of puppies!”  That’s when I lost it and started snorting and rolling on the floor.

Daddy never to miss a beat said, “Well what did you expect when you bought him his first leather jacket this past weekend?”  Oh have mercy!  I know this is something so simple – a part of nature if you will – but it was so hilarious with mommy being sick and taking medication.  It was definitely a priceless moment.

And yes, things did finally straighten up if you know what I mean – snorts.  She finally handed Houdini to daddy and told him it was that time for the boy to man talk.  So, daddy tucked Houdini into bed that night and he, me and Hemi got ‘the talk’.  Lord have mercy so that’s what that is – snorts and rolls around laughing.  Have your parents had ‘that’ talk with you yet?  My tummy is hurting from laughing so hard.  Gotta stop now.  Take care my friends!

 

Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad

Once upon a time, there was a cute little boy and a cute little girl.  They grew up relatively in the same area not too far away from each other.

 You know what they say about three degrees of separation?  It was the same in this situation.  They knew some of the same people.  He went to a private Christian school that she attended church at during the week.  They ate at some of the same restaurants. For all they knew, they might have passed each other during their childhood.  It was possible.

They grew up,  went through school and college.  Until one day, the girl applied for a job at a business that changed the course of her life.  She was interviewed by the mother of the boy who took an immediate liking to the girl.  In fact the liking was so much that the mother hired the girl for the job having a secret agenda.  The secret agenda was to have her son meet this girl and fall in love.

The mother introduced them and they went to lunch together for the first time on September 14,  1988.  It was an immediate chemistry and love was in the air.  The young boy courted the young girl throughout the years doing everything together.  There would be times that one wanted to get married but the other didn’t at the time and vice versa.  Not that they didn’t love each other but because they had things they wanted to get done first.  You know the things in life like finishing college and getting a solid paying job.  But throughout this time, families merged and got to know each other.

The young couple courted for 16 years.  Yes my friends, that is not a typo.  Life was good.  What was the rush?  They grew up and got set in their ways.  She bought a home and was taking care of herself and he was taking care of his parents and helping them.

Then on Valentine’s day February 14, 2004, the young man got down on one knee and asked THE question, “Will you marry me?”  The young girl was shocked and amazed.  Her response, “What’s the rush?”  A sense of humor that has maintained throughout their relationship – that’s a good thing.

The young girl accepted.  A date was discussed.  Sadly, the mother of the young man had passed away over the years.  In honor of her, they made a date for September 15, 2004.

Now, this is the fun part.  Two lives merged as one into ONE household.  They said their I do‘s and moved in together for the first time.  What a wake up call!  PLOL (pig laughing out loud).  

Today marks their 10th wedding anniversary or 26 years of being together.  Was it easy – nope.  Has their been good times and bad times – of course.  Every marriage has bumps in the road.  It’s how you travel over the bumps to the other side that makes a long lasting relationship.  It also helps that both of them have a really wicked sense of humor.  I mean look at me.  Who do you know would adopt a pig in their lives?  Enough said on that.

So today, we at the Hotel Thompson would like to wish mom and dad a Happy Anniversary.  Here’s to another 26 years of being together!

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

1 Corinthians 13:4-7

 

I Like Pig Butts and I Can Not Lie – Sing it With Me

Go ahead, I know you sung those words in your head. Admit it. I’m okay with it. I won’t tell anyone whatsoever – snort.

Mom is *always* telling me that I have the cutest little derriere. I have to kind of agree to that. Although personally, I do believe my tail is slighly off centered… just a bit. Not that I spend too many long hours in my bedroom looking at my captains quarters in the mirror. I mean that would be weird, right? PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud).

Now you want to see my behinney, don’t you. To see what I’m talking about.

Look at the picture and see what you think of my captains quarters.

My tail is slightly to the right a bit before it curves down. Do you see it? I mean as far as tails go, that is a striking tail. Very long, nice little white fur at the end that is braidable – not that I would know anything about that.

And trust me, when I’m happy I can make that tail go! It swings so fast back and forth, that mom tells me I’m going to take off flying. See, it’s true – pigs with enough thrust can fly!

Thoughts on my back side? Please share – this oinker needs a pick me up on his body image.

XOXO Bacon

 

Do You Ever Get that Feeling?

 You know the feeling I’m talking about.  The feeling that someone is always watching your every move over your shoulder.  You can’t quite put your hoof on it but you know they are out there.  Watching and waiting.  Mommy gets the feeling a lot too – kind of like a dejavu.

Mom was typing away writing, paying the bills – you know the normal stuff in the humans lives.  She looked up to see what was on the television.  Just in that one moment, she had that feeling like someone was looking over her shoulder.  Someone was trying to spy on what she was doing with the computer.  It wasn’t me.  I was cuddled up on her legs. I looked up though and saw.

I saw the culprit that was stalking mommy and what she was doing.  Those purr things.  I’m telling you my friends.  You just can’t trust them here at the Hotel Thompson.  Hemi has mom’s bank account number now.  He’s probably on line as you are reading this blog shopping on line and making connections to Pet-Harmony.  I just know it!

 

Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad

Once upon a time, there was a cute little boy and a cute little girl.  They grew up relatively in the same area not too far away from each other.

 You know what they say about three degrees of separation?  It was the same in this situation.  They knew some of the same people.  He went to a private Christian school that she attended church at during the week.  They ate at some of the same restaurants. For all they knew, they might have passed each other during their childhood.  It was possible.

They grew up,  went through school and college.  Until one day, the girl applied for a job at a business that changed the course of her life.  She was interviewed by the mother of the boy who took an immediate liking to the girl.  In fact the liking was so much that the mother hired the girl for the job having a secret agenda.  The secret agenda was to have her son meet this girl and fall in love.

The mother introduced them and they went to lunch together for the first time on September 14,  1988.  It was an immediate chemistry and love was in the air.  The young boy courted the young girl throughout the years doing everything together.  There would be times that one wanted to get married but the other didn’t at the time and vice versa.  Not that they didn’t love each other but because they had things they wanted to get done first.  You know the things in life like finishing college and getting a solid paying job.  But throughout this time, families merged and got to know each other.

The young couple courted for 16 years.  Yes my friends, that is not a typo.  Life was good.  What was the rush?  They grew up and got set in their ways.  She bought a home and was taking care of herself and he was taking care of his parents and helping them.

Then on Valentine’s day February 14, 2004, the young man got down on one knee and asked THE question, “Will you marry me?”  The young girl was shocked and amazed.  Her response, “What’s the rush?”  A sense of humor that has maintained throughout their relationship – that’s a good thing.

The young girl accepted.  A date was discussed.  Sadly, the mother of the young man had passed away over the years.  In honor of her, they made a date for September 15, 2004.

Now, this is the fun part.  Two lives merged as one into ONE household.  They said their I do‘s and moved in together for the first time.  What a wake up call!  PLOL (pig laughing out loud).  

Today marks their 9th wedding anniversary or 25 years of being together.  Was it easy – nope.  Has their been good times and bad times – of course.  Every marriage has bumps in the road.  It’s how you travel over the bumps to the other side that makes a long lasting relationship.  It also helps that both of them have a really wicked sense of humor.  I mean look at me.  Who do you know would adopt a pig in their lives?  Enough said on that.

So today, we at the Hotel Thompson would like to wish mom and dad a Happy Anniversary.  Here’s to another 25 years of being together!

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

1 Corinthians 13:4-7

 

Dear Bacon

Dear Bacon,
They say that we can all stand on our heads. I don’t know. I think I may be vertically challenged or maybe my head is not flat enough. I just can’t seem to be able to do it all the way with my back legs straight up. It throws me off balance. Can you do it? Signed Not Happening

Dear Not Happening,
Never dear friend. Sometimes we are just not built to do these weird things that you see the humans partake. I can’t stand on my head. This pot belly of mine knocks me off center every time. And my mom, even though she’s human, she can’t do it either. Don’t try to be like everyone else. Make your own path and be happy – leave the sitting to your bottom.

Dear Bacon,
There’s always that one idiot that has to pop in your picture. Can you relate? I was minding my own business in this shot. I just wanted it to look halfway decent to post on my Pet Harmony dating profile. Signed Available

Dear Available,
Yep. I know exactly what you are talking about. Hemi, the purr thing here at the Hotel Thompson, thinks he should be in every camera shot. He is always photo bombing my pictures. Just keep smiling. Pay back can really be tortuous for our sidekicks. Right? Maybe sign up your friend as well on Pet Harmony and post his picture – of course with your picture cropped out. Snort giggles.

Dear Bacon,
It’s a wonderful thing to have such great friends. Out in the pasture, sometimes I just get tuckered out. That’s my good buddy will help me out and let me take a nap. Isn’t that nice of him? Signed Sleepy on the Road

Dear Sleepy on the Road,
That is an excellent friend. I can’t say that I’ve ever seen that kind of friendship before. You are most definitely one lucky little guy!

Dear Bacon,
I coach a soccer team on the weekends. We are always looking for a few new team players. You ever think about playing? I’ve heard that snout of yours can be classified as a deadly weapon. We could use a player like you. What do you say? Signed Coach Jones of Team Anipals

Dear Coach Jones of Team Anipals,
That sounds like a great deal of fun. I’m In to give it a shot. This snout is very wicked and these hooves are very fast!!

Dear Bacon,
I think I need some anti wrinkle cream. Every time I wake up, I have more wrinkles! Soon, you’ll just see one giant sloppy dog. What can a pooch do? Please help. Signed Wrinkles

Dear Wrinkles,
As Lady Gaga once said, “Just put your paws up, Cause you were born this way, baby”. Embrace the way you are and don’t try to fight it my friend. Be happy in your own wrinkles.

Remember friends – keep sending you pictures and questions to me at Baconthompson@gmail.com

 

I Like Pig Butts and I Can Not Lie – Sing it With Me

Go ahead, I know you sung those words in your head. Admit it. I’m okay with it. I won’t tell anyone whatsoever – snort.

Mom is *always* telling me that I have the cutest little derriere. I have to kind of agree to that. Although personally, I do believe my tail is slighly off centered… just a bit. Not that I spend too many long hours in my bedroom looking at my captains quarters in the mirror. I mean that would be weird, right? PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud).

Now you want to see my behinney, don’t you. To see what I’m talking about.

Look at the picture and see what you think of my captains quarters.

My tail is slightly to the right a bit before it curves down. Do you see it? I mean as far as tails go, that is a striking tail. Very long, nice little white fur at the end that is braidable – not that I would know anything about that.

And trust me, when I’m happy I can make that tail go! It swings so fast back and forth, that mom tells me I’m going to take off flying. See, it’s true – pigs with enough thrust can fly!

Thoughts on my back side? Please share – this oinker needs a pick me up on his body image. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy with my body. I’ve worked hard at it. But if I’m going to get a girl one day, I gotta be handsome. 🙂

XOXO Bacon