What? Me caught doing something? I wasn’t doing anything. Honestly – dog’s honor. I can’t help it that Hemi slapped me in the hiney so I slapped him back… and then jumped up here barking at him so he would get into trouble. I would never start anything – no way. I’m too cute to start something… Yeah that’s it.
But I was up here gnawing on a dog bone that my brother Phenny sent me from across the pond. It’s a cool bone too. Hard plastic with lots of ridges for my teeth. Heck, I even take that bone to bed with me at night. I guess you could call it my security bone. Thanks brother!!
Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. I’m so hoping to go for a spin in mom’s Prius. That car is just my size!
Now I leave you with Jokes with Daddy – have fun friends ❤
Barks! Oh friends – how was your week? Mine was just barky wonderful! I want to show you a new toy that I got last weekend during the great Snowmageddon here in the south. It’s a Bark’s Woof Beer bottle. It’s made of hard plastic and has a squeaky toy in the bottom part of the bottle. It’s the cutest thing and mom/dad fell in love with it when they saw it in the store. They just knew I would love it – don’t you?
They brought it home and gave it to me. Oh my doggy heavens! You should have seen me dragging it around the Hotel Thompson, squeaking and playing with it. It was a blast! Mom took this picture of me on the couch. I actually fell asleep with the bottle in my mouth. Mom said I couldn’t hold my woof beer. Barks with piggy laughter!
Today let’s talk about one of my favorite toys – Pirate Chicken. Isn’t he awesome? He’s plastic and he loves to play. He’s pretty rugged too which is great in my case. We play all of the time and trust me – lots of times I make him walk the plank off of the back of mom’s chaise – barks with puppy laughter.
And I have to tell you. There have been some rough moments in the life of Pirate Chicken. In fact, he’s been replaced at least twice because of unforeseen early deaths. You know it happens, right?
Well this week, I have to admit that we have a problem with Mr. Pirate Chicken… again.
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It seems that Pirate Chicken has lost a wing and that you can now see his inner squeak which mom says is not good – not good at all. Therefore with a saddened look on my cute puppy face, I have to let you know that Chicken Pirate has now been buried. That makes Houdini 3 and Pirate Chicken -0-.
It also means that mom/dad are now on a hunt and find mission for Pirate Chicken #4. I gotta have a replacement. Pirate Chicken is like a baby that *needs* that pacifier. You know what I mean? So the hunt begins my friends. I’ll keep you posted.
That’s it for this week my friends – take care and have an awesome weekend! And don’t worry. I couldn’t leave you without Jokes from Dad. I hope you enjoy this one.
Miniature pot bellied pig and friends - Bacon, Houdini, Hemi and all of the Rock Clan with Journalist Rocky the Squirrel all out looking for adventures from the Hotel Thompson.
What? Me caught doing something? I wasn’t doing anything. Honestly – dog’s honor. I can’t help it that Hemi slapped me in the hiney so I slapped him back… and then jumped up here barking at him so he would get into trouble. I would never start anything – no way. I’m too cute to start something… Yeah that’s it.
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