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Dear Bacon
Dear Bacon – Yo dude, we want to tell you something. Don’t think that Tony Hawk and humans are the only one’s that can move a board. We want you to know that us anipals can too. This is me and my bro using our boards on the bathroom sink – which is an awesome area to do some rims off the side. It’s way too cool dude. You only have to make sure that you don’t do the rim on the toilet side cause if it goes over, ka-plunk into the depths of the tidy bowl friend. So dude, the next time you go out on your deck or what have you, take in some air. You won’t regret it! Signed Mike and Ike
Dear Mike and Ike – Oh my piggy heavens. That’s what I’m talking about! Find the freedom of fun where you can. I like the way you two think for sure. I say burn those boards my friends and keep flying high… just watch out for the tank.
Dear Bacon – Shaking my head. You always have that one brother that just doesn’t know how to act or fit in. I’m sure you can relate with those two in your home. Here we are and our human wanted to take pictures. I’ve said time and time again, “Bro, don’t look at the camera.” And what does he do? Looks at the camera and grins like an idiot. Shaking my head. How can we be from the same family? Signed I’m with Stupid
Dear I’m with Stupid – I know only too well of this problem my friend. It seems like our brothers never want to do what we tell them – ever! Houdini is the same way here. He *always* has to turn on his baby charm and smile. It’s really disgusting. He’s such a camera hog – snorts with piggy laughter.
Dear Bacon – They say that admission is the first step. Okay here it goes. I admit it. I can’t hold my kibble. I overate. Why? Because it was there and my belly grumbled for some. Yes, I know it’s going to be there every day but you never know when the kibble will run dry and there won’t be anymore. You never know – honestly! I knew when I finished that I made a grave error of my ways. My tummy started rumbling and I got the talk back to… you know when air escapes and makes sound out of your bum. Those are weird. Then I ran to the bathroom and threw my head into the throne… to bad that wasn’t the end it wanted to come out of. My bad. Have you ever felt this way? Signed Overeaters Anonymous
Dear Overeaters Anonymous – Oh my friend. I’m a hog. I always feel like I should clean my bowl and eat some more. But mom, she makes sure I don’t overdo it like you did. And those sounds coming out of your bum – I like to refer to them as food ghosts coming back to haunt us…. then I blame them on my daddy. Hey, it works. Hope you feel better soon.
Dear Bacon – There is this show on television that I always have to watch every single week. It’s called Bad Dog! If you haven’t seen it, you have to check it out. It’s all about dogs that don’t have it together, that don’t know what side of their bread is buttered. Do you know what I mean? Well every week, I gather my favorites together – cheese – and watch my show. I try to get my humans to watch with me. So they will know what a wonderful pet I actually am. You know to let them know how lucky they are to have me. You get it. So do you have to remind your humans that they are lucky to have you? Signed Cheese Head
Dear Cheese Head – Yes. Us anipals always need to remind our humans how lucky they are to have us and how they can’t live without us. It’s the law of anipals… well it should be if it isn’t. Without us, who would keep the humans in line. Right? I say carry on my friend and enjoy those cheese doodles… one of my favorites.
❤ Remember friends – Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU. Please continue to email me your pictures and letters. ❤
31 Days of Spook – Food Ghosts
Aaww my friends. How was your weekend? Did you hear every sound, every bump in the night, did you jump at your shadows? We are almost at the end of our wonderful 31 Days of Spook. I hope you have enjoyed my stories and guest submissions. We here at the Hotel Thompson look forward to this month all year long.
But today, I have a little story for you that happened here at the Hotel Thompson this weekend. Something that actually took place. You see, last night after dinner we all hung out in the front room watching some television. That’s when it happened. Someone – and I’m not mentioning names cough snort squeal – expelled a little shall we say gas. It happens. Right? Well mommy looked at me and said, “What was that Bacon?” Now, knowing how this month on my blog it’s special without hesitation I told her exactly what it was.
“It’s a food ghost mom. It’s coming back to haunt me.”
Bacon’s Show and Tell
WELCOME
Hello Friends – Wasn’t last month Bacon’s Show and Tell full of fun and misadventure – snorts with piggy laughter. I think it was a snort of a great time – especially seeing my daddy taking a potty break. I mean heck, he’s caught me in film in plenty of embarrassing moments.
I think that since last month was a hoot with all of you too, let’s do a repeat. Find another embarrassing picture or story of your humans and share with us on
This month the story is about mom and dad. Hold on my friends – it’s hilarious.
You see mom and dad dated for a long time before they got married. We all know that. But this story happens when mom had been together say about five years. Daddy’s mom/dad took mom/dad out to lunch one weekend. So there they were at a local Bennigan’s. They had finished dinner and was fixing to order a dessert.
Bennigan’s at the time had this dessert called Death by Chocolate. Something so delicious looking – full of frozen ice cream and chocolate and whip cream. Now as kids would do when they are dating, mom/dad were making goo-goo eyes at each other and flirting. That’s all they did during their courtship days – rolls piggy eyes. Out of the blue, dad says to mom, “That whip cream sure would look good on your nipples.”
What in the h-e-hockey sticks did he just say in front of God and everyone?! I’m telling you my friends. A mouse could have farted from the kitchen and you would have heard it from the silence that overcame at the table. Bless mom’s heart because she wanted to be beamed up by Scotty right there. Dad turned fifty shades of red when he realized that he said that out loud. And poor dad’s mom/dad – they had to whip their tongues back into their mouths over their son’s sudden lack of judgment.
Of course, there was some explaining to do and years later we can all laugh about it now… somewhat.
Ramblings from a Pig
Snorts my friends. Let’s just call today rambling pig day. I have lots of things to ponder and talk about.
I’ll try not to boar you – snorts with piggy laughter. Just want to express some things that I have thought about or happened to me in the past couple of weeks.
For instance. The other day I went up the street to Nana’s. There was a house full of humans and anipals there. We were all gathered around talking, eating and laughing. I didn’t think anyone would hear so I farted. Hey, don’t frown. Mom always tells me it’s better out than in. Unfortunately, it was loud. Four people turned around and looked me. For a minute there, I thought I was on the television show The Voice and I was winning. Mom just laughed at it and told me it w
as okay.
Also one day, mom kept telling daddy she was going to fix my favorite for dinner – fish taco’s. Daddy kept getting this disgusted look on his face and looking at mom like she had finally stepped over the fine line of insanity. She kept telling daddy I was going to absolutely LOVE her fish tacos, going on and on about them. And you know what? She was right. I do LOVE her fish tacos. What’s not to like huh?
31 Days of Spook – Food Ghosts
Aaww my friends. How was your weekend? Did you hear every sound, every bump in the night, did you jump at your shadows? We are almost at the end of our wonderful 31 Days of Spook. I hope you have enjoyed my stories and guest submissions. We here at the Hotel Thompson look forward to this month all year long.
But today, I have a little story for you that happened here at the Hotel Thompson this weekend. Something that actually took place. You see, last night after dinner we all hung out in the front room watching some television. That’s when it happened. Someone – and I’m not mentioning names cough snort squeal – expelled a little shall we say gas. It happens. Right? Well mommy looked at me and said, “What was that Bacon?” Now, knowing how this month on my blog it’s special without hesitation I told her exactly what it was.
“It’s a food ghost mom. It’s coming back to haunt me.”
Dear Bacon
Dear Bacon – What? Us reindeer can’t make a living only working one time a year at Christmas. So what do we do for part time gigs? Well I myself go from flea market to flea market taking pictures with the humans. Sometimes just for fun, I’ll stick my tongue out. For some reasons, the humans love that. Hey – it’s a living in between working for the fat dude. Signed Donner
Dear Donner – You know I really never did think about what ya’ll did for the rest of the year. I guess you would have to make some money during the year. And hey, why not stick your tongue out? I bet you make more money doing that, right? Way to go my friend. If you are ever near these parts, stop in for some treats.
Dear Bacon – What has been seen can not now be unseen. Why do the humans think they can run naked throughout the house when other humans are not around? Are we not considered family? Nobody wants to see that – put some clothes on. And let me just say, just because other humans aren’t around, we don’t want to smell your farts either. My gosh – what was that a motor boat?? Signed Shocked
Dear Shocked – WOW – it must have been a vision that can not be erased from your memory. The look on your face tells me everything. And the run by motor boat, it had to be your dad, wasn’t it? Shakes piggy head. My dad does that too and then tries to blame it on me when mom walks in the room. Dude, they ought to bottle that stuff up for hazardous materials!
Dear Bacon – For some reason, I don’t think that humans are suppose to get up and then fall over. I saw my mistress working at her desk, stand up and then fall over and go boom. Her eyes were shut and everything. I just sat here and watched… and waited. Is it normal? Do you humans just get tired like this? Signed Watcher
Dear Watcher – Shakes head no. I don’t think that is normal my friend. Did she finally get up? Maybe she was looking at the family budget. Sometimes my dad’s eyes will roll to the back of his head when he looks at the budget at the end of the month. Yeah – maybe that’s it. For some reasons, numbers do that to humans. I don’t get it either. I mean what’s to budget for? Just our food is important.
Dear Bacon – What? Haven’t you ever seen a kangaroo with his rabbit? This is my buddy Hopper – he’s my pal. He never talks back and goes everywhere I do. Sure my friends talk about me behind my back but they’re just jealous. Don’t you have a friend too? Signed Hopper Times Two
Dear Hopper Times Two – Who are other people to judge? If you want Hopper around with you all of the time, so be it. I have little friends around the Hotel Thompson that I count as my friends. It’s no different. You be your own kangaroo and don’t worry about what people say behind your back. They are just jealous that they don’t have a close friend like yours. Hop on and take care!
Dear Bacon – I’m just a sexy little feline trying to pay her way through cat school. They only way I can make some money is buy working the poles. I practice at home on the legs to any table I can find at home during the day. Then at night, I hit the club and work my magic. What do you think about this move? Sexy enough for you? Signed Magic Kitty
Dear Magic Kitty – Well, um, what can I say? You have the moves like Jagger? You can get into positions that I’ve never seen before. But I gotta ask…. where do they put the money?
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Dear Bacon – My mother thinks I’m always too mean towards my little brother and that I need to show him how much I really love him. I can do that, I said, so I decided to give him this great big hug. Do you believe he had the nerve to stick his tongue out at me and tell Mommy I was still being mean to him? Apparently hugging gets you put in time out these days…. it’s not fair, I tell you! Signed Cat Hugger
Dear Cat Hugger – You hugged him and still got time out? The nerve of your human. I mean look at the little guy – he is sticking his tongue out at you? What about that? Did your humans not see that? You being all nice and him showing you the tongue. I say this means war… of course don’t get caught again – snorts
REMEMBER friends. Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU. Please continue to send me your pictures and questions via email.
Happy Birthday
Today is a special day. Today is my human daddy’s birthday. If it wasn’t for him and mom, I wouldn’t be living at the Hotel Thompson and writing a blog. I can only imagine where my little oinker life would have ended up.
So today dad, I want to take a minute to be serious. I want to thank you for adopting me. I want to thank you for keeping me safe and a roof over my head. I want to thank you for feeding me and slipping me things when mommy isn’t looking. I want to thank you for cleaning my room. I want to thank you for the snuggles. I want to thank you for your love. I want to thank you for keeping that purr thing Hemi from swiping my hiney. I want to thank you for doing my laundry. I want to thank you for cooking and preparing my meals.
Okay, that’s enough gushy love and seriousness – snorts. Here’s daddy doing what daddy does best – acting silly.
Happy birthday daddy!
31 Days of Spook – Food Ghosts
Aaww my friends. How was your weekend? Did you hear every sound, every bump in the night, did you jump at your shadows? We are almost at the end of our wonderful 31 Days of Spook. I hope you have enjoyed my stories and guest submissions. We here at the Hotel Thompson look forward to this month all year long.
But today, I have a little story for you that happened here at the Hotel Thompson this weekend. Something that actually took place. You see, last night after dinner we all hung out in the front room watching some television. That’s when it happened. Someone – and I’m not mentioning names cough snort squeal – expelled a little shall we say gas. It happens. Right? Well mommy looked at me and said, “What was that Bacon?” Now, knowing how this month on my blog it’s special without hesitation I told her exactly what it was.
“It’s a food ghost mom. It’s coming back to haunt me.”
My Friends
Okay, how many takers do I have here with this funny? Are you weird, deranged, freaky or just plain nutty like me? Do you not care who knows it?
I’m raising my hoof. I’m me. I’m one of a kind. I have ups and downs. I laugh, snort, cry and squeal like a rooster/dog. I run and jump, play and sleep. I have fun.
I meet new friends and remember my old friends. I foam at the mouth when I’m excited. I fart when I overeat. Hey, it’s who I am.
But in the end, I’ll be your friend through thick and thin! ❤ you my friends – old and new!
Piglove 