I can admit that my life here at the Hotel Thompson *might* be a little privileged – just a bit. I like a little structure in my life. When it’s time for me to go to bed at night, mommy tells me to go get ready for sleepy time. I go do my ‘business’ and then climb into my toddler bed in my bedroom.
Mom then comes in to my bedroom and tucks me into my bed with my favorite Egyptian cotton sheet. She then reads me a bedtime story or we watch a short cartoon on my television. Mommy usually leaves the room once I’m asleep…. like this picture.
She often wonders what I’m dreaming about with this look of peace and happiness on my face. It could be that I know I’m loved. It could be that I’m just happy. It could be that I know I’m a little spoiled. It could be that I’m dreaming of my girlfriend.. Nylablue.
What makes you happy and brings a smile to your face my friends?
In the mornings after breakfast, I always jump on the couch beside mom is go to sleep. This morning was no different. I love my mommy time. I feel comfortable with her. I get my best sleep there. This morning, as usual, mom had the video camera going. Nothing is sacred with her anymore – snort.
So, do you wonder what I dream about? Seeing me chasing rabbits and playing in the fields? It’s good to be me sometimes!
PS – Yes, that’s moms toes. I told you I slept on her. Giggles…
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.
