Domestic Violence – A Word from Mom

Sometimes you hear about something on the news that totally blows your mind away.  Some of you may know, we watch a lot of paranormal shows here at the Hotel Thompson.  That’s something that intrigues us.  In watching these shows, you get to know some of the people that you see.  And with social media the way it is these days, you even get to chat with these people from time to time.  You may not have met in real life but like people here on the blog or on Facebook, you become friends.

Mom spoke to one of these friends a couple of weeks ago when she posted that she and her husband were separating.  Of course, we never know the circumstances from any marriage, behind any closed door or what takes place between a couple.  You don’t throw judgement, you support the decision and try to help.

Yesterday morning, the estranged husband kidnapped his wife and held her hostage in Nevada.  There was a police stand off and SWAT was called to the scene.  The husband not only ended up killing his wife and himself, there was also a third person whose name has not been released yet.

This situation has just touched my heart so hard and I had difficulty sleeping last night from thinking about it all.  After doing some research on line, I saw that there was some difficulties in the relationship since earlier this year and one or the other was charged with domestic violence on two different situations.  It still doesn’t make sense why it needed to come to this.  What did it solve?  You have the family and the public/fans of the couple just questioning why?  It makes sense if you are having difficulty in a relationship to move on and give each other some breathing room.  Why did it have to escalate not to 1 but 3 deaths is just unimaginable.

Friends and visitors to my blog, if you are in a relationship with domestic violence, please get help.  Don’t stay.  Don’t be a statistic.  Call the National Domestic Violence Hotline.  I know that’s easier said than done.  And I know that none of us know the exact circumstances to this case and that there are always two sides to every story.  But please get and be safe.  Life is too short and precious.

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You Have Got to be Kidding Me!

 Oh dear friends.  This is just exactly what this oinker needed to hear upon returning home from camping out in the woods all week at Summer Camp.  This is what nightmares are made out of – I’m just saying!

So there we all were this past Sunday, all camped out in the living room of the Hotel Thompson watching the locals news on Fox 5 based out of Atlanta, Georgia.  This story comes up about – wait for it – a snake.  Shivers to mergatroid.  And not just any snake.  They were talking about a Gaboon Viper.

See, this lady Ms. Lora Brown was riding down the street in her vehicle in Milledgeville, Georgia when she saw something in the road in front of of her.  So she did what any of us would do.  Upon passing it, she stuck her camera out of the car window and took a picture.  Makes sense right?  Ms. Lora Brown said it was because of the unique markings that got her attention.  This photograph is the one that was shown on Fox 5 news of what Ms. Brown took.  First up, awesome markings and I applaud you Ms. Brown for taking a picture instead of creating a speed bump.

Ms. Brown contacted the Georgia Department of Natural Resources (DNR) to find out what kind of snake this was.  Do you know what she was told?  It is a Gaboon Viper that originates out of South Africa and are not known to exist in the wild here in Georgia.  They are VERY venomous.  What it is doing in Georgia no one knows.  DNR can’t confirm or disprove that it is even here.  They have been out in the woods looking for it and so far have seen no signs of it.  Then again from the looks of this picture it seems that it would be able to blend very easily with the vegetation in the woods.

Thank goodness I saw this AFTER my Summer Camp.  If I had seen it before leaving, there would be no way come heaven or hell that I would be camping out in the woods.  Shivers – this is a SyFy movie in the making!

 

 

Dear Coach – Special Edition

Oh my friends – we’ve got a good one for you this week.  My tummy hurts from laughing so hard.  My buddy Eli Pacheco, AKA Coach Daddy, is filling in for me this week.  Oh my friends.  When he sent me these replies, I almost spit an entire glass of water on my computer screen.  I hope you enjoy these as much as we did here at the Hotel Thompson.  Please be sure to visit his blog and show him some love.  Tell him that Bacon sent you 🙂

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Dear Coach Daddy,

I’m not a kitten anymore. I want to look … sophisticated. I’ve changed many behaviors already. I won’t chase yarn balls, and I never fall for the light-on-the-floor trick. Well, rarely. I recently discovered some makeup stored near my litter box. What do you think? Chic, or no?  Signed,  Meeee-yowza

Dear Meeee-yowza,

That is a mature look. Eye makeup does work sometimes, on some discriminating cats. Jenni-purr Lawrence, for example. With your skin tone, you might consider the natural look. Or consult Arlene, from Garfield fame. Now there’s a cat who can wear makeup.  Signed,  Coach Daddy

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Dear Coach Daddy,

My two brothers and I are inseparable. We dig holes side by side. We bury bones side by side. We even circle up and mark a fire hydrant side by side. Recently, though, one of us has fallen victim to flatulence. I’m certain it isn’t me, but it’s unbearable. What can we do?  Signed, Silent but Deadly

Dear Silent but Deadly,

I take it you all are reading this. I cannot diagnose you, or prevent it from happening. Whoever the skunky one is can perhaps bark when you poot, to mask the sound. I have nothing to mask the smell, unfortunately. Perhaps lay off the Snausages?  Signed,  Coach Daddy

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Dear Coach Daddy,

I need dating advice. I’ve heard the ladies have a soft spot for the pug, but I don’t see it happening. I even work out and eat eggs for a beautiful coat. I read online that fancy urination is all the rage in Europe. I think this pose will be a lady killer. What do you think of it?  Signed,  Zorro of the Pee Pee

Dear Zoro of the Pee Pee,

That’s quite some form, and I’m certain for the right audience, it’ll be a real hit, especially when your audience is in heat. It’s overdone, though. I’d suggest some flair – maybe try to spell your beloved’s name with your stream. A man has to make a name for himself, after all.  Signed, Coach Daddy

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Dear Coach Daddy,

Shh. I think I hear them coming. No, it’s clear. Listen. I came from a house full of cats when I was just a pup. Nowadays, I am an only pet in a happy home – but the cats, they still haunt my dreams. It’s as if they’re … watching me. Ever get that feeling?  Signed,  Nervous Nellie

Dear Nervous Nellie,

I know the feeling, girlfriend. It always seems like I’m tossing cats’ eyes on the dice. And when you turn and look? No one there. I’m glad you wrote. I thought I was the only one. I think you’re fine … but, I’d keep my back to the wall when you’re at the food bowl – just in case.  Signed,  Coach Daddy

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Dear Coach Daddy,

I’m a Great Dane who has always played by the rules. I never chew up shoes, mess on the sidewalk or bark at night. Recently, a spicy little Cavalier King Charles named Gigi has blown into my life like a dogcatcher’s net. She’s turned my life upside down.   She chews shoes, barks at night, and questions authority, as you can see in this photo I took of her. See? She’s such a rebel. Do you see a future for us?  Signed, Right-wing Rufus

Dear Rufus,

Love is a splendid mess, amigo. Maybe you and Gigi will give each other balance. She’ll show you how to toss caution to the wind and chase mailmen. You can show her the benefit of restraint and order. It looks to me like the start of something beautiful. You go dawg.  Signed,  Coach Daddy

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Thanks again to Coach to helping me out this week.  Be sure to check his blog out my friends.  And remember, Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU.  Please keep sending me your photographs and letters!