Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
I’m telling you friends, mom/dad came home late last night. We were all so glad here at the Hotel Thompson. It hasn’t rained here in so long. Everything has just been so fine. The moment mom/dad goes away, of course it has to pour. Of course the electricity has to go out. Of course someone would send us anonymous outrageous texts. Of course. Seriously who have I pissed off? Who have any of us pissed off?
And mom/dad came home, but something is weird with them. They are awfully secretive. Shaking my head. Things are off kilter here at the Hotel Thompson.
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
Okay not funny. Whoever is doing this, needs stop now.
The rain started again last night around midnight. That’s right. Straight from the hells of hot Summer and let’s jump into the rainy nights of winter. Fall where are you? Mother Nature – what drugs are you taking?
We were all in the living room together. Finally the electricity had come back on and we were watching Jeff Dunham on the comedy channel. How could one possibly be scared of a man talking to himself with his hand up a dummies butt? Right?
And then all of our phones went off that we received text messages – all at the same time anonymous of course – with this lovely picture. We all looked at the basement door like yeah right and ran to my bedroom. That’s where camped out the rest of the night. This staying by ourselves is crap. Yep I said it. Crap! And Hemi was with us and his fur was standing up on edge. It can’t be him, can it?
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
Ssshhh – be very, very quiet. There is something at the front door. I can hear it. OMP! Houdini – someone is at the front door!
Houdini – I told you not to watch the movie the Shining tonight in the rain! It is not Jack. It is Hemi! Oh crap. Under the cover Houdini – someone is coming in…. ssshhh.
We could hear the front door open… at least we didn’t hear the rain anymore – thank you Mother Nature. Who the heck is coming into our Hotel Thompson and where is that cat – he’s suppose to be protecting us. Wait a minute Houdini. You smell that?
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
A creaky door? You know that kind that you hear sometimes in a scary movie – gulps. The long eerie squeak that you just know something is going to happen. Where did it come from? I oinked. Houdini came into the living room. Good, he heard it too. We both jump on the sofa together. Where is that noise coming from and where the heck is that flea bag of a evil purr thing that lives here?
It has to be that stupid purr thing making that noise. No Houdini, it doesn’t sound like the opening of the lid of a coffin. Where do you come up with these things? It’s Hemi.
There it goes again…. sreecchh. We both looked at the same time. It’s at the front door. Whatever it is, we can hear it now clawing to get in at the front door through the storm door. Gulps. We both tunneled under the blanket peaking out at one end. How is Hemi doing this?
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
The rain continues. With a full moon. One of these days Mother Nature, you are going to want something from us. Nana called to check on us – left a lovely message on the voice mail. We are just fine. Mom/Dad fed us this morning and we are big kids now. But the storm – the storm needs to stop.
The lightning is loud too. It rumbles the Hotel Thompson. About an hour ago, the electricity started flickering on/off. And it got really dark outside. Oh sure – go ahead kick us while we are down. Do you know how hard it is for three anipals not to get into trouble with nothing to do in the house? Nothing to keep us occupied by the sounds of thunder and occasional patches of light from the lightning. And you know what else happens in the dark?
You hear every.single.noise.
Hemi is suppose to be the elite one light on his feet. Hogwash! Seriously, that cat sounds like a freaking elephant walking up and down the hallway. And every little floorboard that can creaked, has creaked this afternoon. I mean like weird creak. Even the frogs aren’t singing outside tonight. Even Houdini was in the kitchen a while ago but with the lightning it looked like his shadow was ten feet tall! It about gave me a heart attack! And believe me, it scared Hemi too. He jumped in the air and twisted around flying back down to the bedroom. He won’t admit it. But he was scared – I’m sure it took one of his nine lives. And hey I’m pig enough to admit it – it scared me. I almost tinkled on myself.
What was that noise? It sounded like a squeak… like a door of some sort. Gulps. What the cream cheese?
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
Barks – wiggles butt and looks cute. YAY! I’m a big boy now. I get to stay by myself with the guys while mom/dad are away this weekend. How cool is that? I am a big boy now. And Bacon is going to give me his room – that is way cool to be in bro’s room and bed. It has everything in there! I can survive three days without mom. The guys say I can’t, but I can. Surely I can. I’ll watch the Anipal Planet and have fun. I might even get a chance to play on the internet some. Opps wait a minute…. I just got a text. It looks like it’s from Nana.
Um.. no. Nana wouldn’t send that but she’s in the video. No way! Who did this?? Hemi – it has to be Hemi. Just why in the doggy heavens would he do that? I am so going to tell…. no I’m not. That little furball will get his. Just wait. I’ll get him back. Trying to scare me!
Welcome my friends to October 1, 2018 – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
Barks! Us all alone in the house. I’m so excited my tail won’t stop wagging. After the ‘family meeting’, we all ran to Bacon’s room for our own little anipal meeting. We can’t let the humans know how excited we are. We will rock this house, stay up as long as we want, eat what we want and watch anything we want on television. OMD – it will be a blast. I call Animal Planet.
Meow – I just want to be left alone on the big bed. I may need help setting my number on the Select Comfort to a happy 60 – that number is purfect for my spine. Houdini – there is enough televisions in this house that we all can watch what we want. I gotta see me some Jackson Galaxy. That man thinks he is the cat whisperer. He is so wrong. Man will never rules us cats – ever. Meows.
Oinks – We gotta set a plan in motion guys. When nana visits, we gotta make sure she leaves all of our goodies out and makes popcorn. I call the television in the living room. I just love stretching out on the chaise. That thing was made for my curvy body. And the ottoman next to it holds my laptop. OMP – I can spend hours on the computer and there’s no one to tell me to get off. I may have died and gone to heaven. But guys, we can’t be too happy in front of mom/dad. You know we gotta make sure they think we will be miserable and miss them – as if – snorts with piggy laughter. And don’t worry, I have dad’s credit card number. We can order pizza and have it delivered. That kid on Home Alone will have nothing on us!
I know I missed all of you – each and everyone. All of your emails, phone calls, cards – that meant so much to us here at the Hotel Thompson – thank you so much from the bottom of our hearts! ❤
It’s been a little psycho crazy here at the crib. We had a sickness here in the family and mom got pulled into different directions. She needed to be a triplett to get everything done in the days it needed. With being pulled into different directions and trying to take care of the Hotel Thompson and working, mom got sick. Her rheumatoid arthritis flared really bad where it got hard for her to move. Then my friends something else happened to mom. She got the big D. Dad explained the big D to us anipals. It was frightening.
The big D takes everything from you. It makes you lonely. Afraid. It makes you cry. And there’s nothing anyone can say to make all the hurt go away. It’s debilitating. There were days that all us anipals and dad could do was just sit close to mom and hold her. Those days seemed to work. Mom knew what was going on so she didn’t wait. She reached out to her doctor and got some help. We applaud mom for that. Always know when to reach out and ask for help.
You ask what the big D was? Depression. Depression sucks. But we all get it from time to time. Some of us know how to handle it better than others while others just keep bottling things up until that bottle just explodes and tears start flowing. Mom is much, MUCH better now. Thank goodness for that!
So we are back. And we have some news to bring in about two weeks. You will absolutely LOVE it. And of course, I had to be back for the start of my Spooktober – right? So again, we love you my friends ❤
Dear Bacon, HELP! I lost my favorite squeaky ducky. I ❤ that ducky. He’s my bestie in the entire world. I haven’t been able to find him for hours. What’s a dog to do? I can’t sleep without him. Can you help me find him? Signed Lost Ducky
Dear Lost Ducky, Uuumm. Smile really BIG and open your mouth. Did anything fall out? There you go. Lost ducky found my friend. You two make a great team. Go Ya’ll!
Dear Bacon, Can you please explain to us WHY there is *always* a longer line at the women’s restrooms. We don’t get it. We always have to wait while the men’s line seems to keep moving. Can you help us out? Signed Waiting Patiently but With Legs Crossed
Dear Waiting Patiently but With Legs Crossed, That is a dilemma my friends. I hear my mom talking about this all of the time. She says it’s because women have more to do. Not in a bad way, but ya’ll do. That’s what makes ya’ll special. Might I suggest when no one is looking, run to the men’s room. Hey, if there’s no line there, why wait, right? And remember – ya’ll are beautiful!
Dear Bacon, Really? Why does my humans think this picture is hilarious? They couldn’t stop laughing. I don’t get it. I saw this paci thingy fall from the smaller human so I bit it to see what it is all about. Then my humans started laughing and snapped this picture. I don’t get it. This stupid paci does nothing for me like it does the small crying human. Signed Pugneck
Dear Pugneck, Wait a minute my friend. I need to put down my paper sack that was breathing in after seeing that picture. So let me understand this. You’re okay with the picture being taken. You’re confusion falls into what exactly the paci thingy does for the crying miniature human. Good one. Yep, that’s where your concern should be. You see, small miniature humans depend on those things to calm them. It may not have that effect on say – the likes of you. But on the other paw, it does amuse and “calm” humans to see you trying it out…. heck, it amuses me for that matter too my friend. Snorts.
Dear Bacon, There I was sitting on the sofa, enjoying my cup of java, fresh out of the shower and watching Maury Povich on the television. I was minding my own business. Then walks in the cable guy and snaps this picture of me on his cell phone. WTD?! Don’t we have any privacy in our own home anymore? Next thing I knew, the cable man had tweeted this out to all his friends. Talk about an invasion of privacy. The nerve! Signed Dog of Leisure
Dear Dog of Leisure, WOW – the cable man got to your house that early? That in itself is amazing brother. I can’t believe that. A cable man that actually shows up FIRST thing in the morning? WOW – I’m amazed at that. It took the cable man two weeks and four hours to show up here at the Hotel Thompson for our last upgrade. Astonishing. Oh, I’m sorry. You had a problem about the picture being tweeted. Here’s what you do. Under the tweet, tweet that the cable man actually showed up FIRST thing in the morning. He’ll be trashed by other cable men for letting them down in his accuracy. You just wait – stay strong and carry on!
Dear Bacon, my humans will suffer the consequences of this get up on me. The disgust. The nerve. The humiliation. Oh dear Lord, help me out buddy. Signed Not Amused
Dear Not Amused, Well at least it has your seal of not being amused – snorts. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t joke in a time like this. I would clap for your approval but I don’t think you could do that for me. I gotta ask though. Is there a drop pouch for potty breaks? If not, someone is going to have some cleaning up on aisle three to do – double snorts. Hey, I’m joking. I’m sorry little buddy. You do look cute though. Not many pooches could carry that one. Wear it with pride. That’s it. And hey, if the seal isn’t broken, don’t fix it.
Dear Bacon,
You’ve caught us. This is what we do when the humans aren’t looking. ssshh – kind of keep it to yourself okay. You’re welcomed to join us anytime – just bring your lightsaber. Signed Squirrel Wars
Dear Squirrel Wars,
Hey – I’m in! This looks like fun. Party in the back of the Hotel Thompson this weekend. I’ll call Journalist Rocky the Squirrel to get the invites out. Thanks my friends!
Dear Bacon,
Part of fitting in is the disguise. I’ve been hanging out on the pier now for two whole days and no one has noticed me. I think it’s the hat – maybe the fishing rod. So I now know the answer to life’s greatest problem – blend in with the humans. What do you think? You want me to get you a rod and hat to come out with me? Signed BirdGilligan
Dear BirdGilligan,
WOW! I’m glad you told me who you were, I would have never guessed it! You do blend in so well. I’m wondering if I wore that outfit would humans ever think it was me? How about I try to meet you soon and we can test that theory? But first of all, I have to ask. Can you lift 45 pounds? Because if the humans catch on, you gotta get me out of there before they start looking at you as a two piece and me as bar-be-que. Shivers.
Dear Bacon,
I’m in the police academy trying out for a police officer. I think I have the gun stance down. You think? Why don’t you come join me? I’ve heard it runs in your family and perhaps someone in the family can put in a good word for us? Signed Stop or I’ll Shoot
Dear Stop or I’ll Shoot,
That is a good stance. I’m impressed. I don’t think that I’m ‘police officer’ material in that way though. My hooves – well they just get in the way when I try to hold some heat. I’m more of a Pig9… you know something like a K9 but with me, an oinker. With this snout, I think I can be trained to smell out all of the bad things out there. But hey, what if we were partners? You the bad cop and me the good cop – raises eyebrows. That would work partner!
Dear Bacon,
HELP! There’s something on my noise and I can’t see it. It tickles. Hurry, what is it? Is it dangerous?! Signed Crossed Eyes
Dear Crossed Eyes,
Snort giggles. Never fear my purr friend. It’s just a lady bug. They are good luck. I think she likes you. Maybe be nice to her and make a new friend. There’s nothing to harm you little guy.
.
Dear Bacon,
I think me and my friend are twins! We both have some of the same characteristics – you know like being devious and mischievous – purr laugh. I think it’s the constant smile that pulls the humans into our lives. There’s only one small, tiny, little difference. My friend can reshape his body to frighten peeps. I can almost do that… not the way he does but I’m learning. Signed Cheshire in Training
Dear Cheshire in Training,
WOW – I almost couldn’t tell the difference between you two. That smile – it’s almost identical my friend. Perhaps you can play his stunt double in real life? That’s always an idea. Just think of the fame and fortune you would have. Carry on my friend and keep smiling.
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.
Okay not funny. Whoever is doing this, needs stop now.
ou know that kind that you hear sometimes in a scary movie – gulps. The long eerie squeak that you just know something is going to happen. Where did it come from? I oinked. Houdini came into the living room. Good, he heard it too. We both jump on the sofa together. Where is that noise coming from and where the heck is that flea bag of a evil purr thing that lives here?
Barks! Us all alone in the house. I’m so excited my tail won’t stop wagging. After the ‘family meeting’, we all ran to Bacon’s room for our own little anipal meeting. We can’t let the humans know how excited we are. We will rock this house, stay up as long as we want, eat what we want and watch anything we want on television. OMD – it will be a blast. I call Animal Planet.
Piglove 