Dear Bacon

Dear Bacon, Going undercover these days is a hard job. I thought I would go inconcheeto. It seem to be working too. That is until I got hungry and ate my disguise. Drats. Busted again. You ever go undercover? Signed Inconcheeto

Dear Inconcheeto, I’m sorry. What was the question? I saw your disguise and immediately got the munchies. Snorts.

Oh that’s right, do I ever go undercover? Sure. When I go to sleep in my toddler bed at night. Double snorts and rolls with laughter. Keep practicing my friend. You are looking good.

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Dear Bacon, I’m as snug as a bug in bed. Its winter and I’m not moving. Where does it say that I have to move? Why can’t I stay in this cocoon until spring? I know you hate winter too so what say you? Can I stayed wrapped up like a burrito until spring? Signed Under Wraps

Dear Under Wraps, I’m all for staying low until spring. I hate this cold weather. But for some obvious reasons – like using the facilities and eating – you might want to come out of the cocoon. Of course you can rewrap yourself after nature. So sure, I’ll see you in the spring.

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Dear Bacon –  Note to self – never look into a hole that is smaller than your head.

I looked thinking there was something interesting in the box. There wasn’t. My head is now stuck. A little help please. Signed Tight Places

Dear Tight Places, I say destroy. I know you can do that. I’ve seen you cats destroy boxes. Take it out. I mean really – take it out and shred that box into a gazillion pieces.

And future note – don’t stick your head in little holes. Snorts.

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Dear Bacon –  The master said fetch and we both went.  Whoever brings the stick back gets a treat.  Well we have learned to share and share alike – barks barks.  We *both* brought the stick back.  That should show the master huh?  Signed Fun and Games

Dear Fun and Games – I like the way you think my friends.  That is an awesome plan for the both of you to get a treat.  I shall remember this in the future around here at the Hotel Thompson.  Way to go my friends!

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Dear Bacon

Dear Bacon,  Our parents are so funny.  We are brothers born on the same day in the same litter. Our personalities are like twins though – we both have separate ones.  Our parents thought it was funny to put is in these contraptions.  But don’t worry.  I’ll be showing them what I think about this set up shortly.  Barks!  Signed Sitting Pretty in the Booth of Shame

Dear Sitting Pretty in the Booth of Shame – I have to admit something my friend.  Think of the originality that your humans came up with on this set up.  It’s outrageously funny.  Okay may not so funny from the side you are sitting BUT from the other side of this computer where I’m sitting – it’s hilarious!  I say play it for all it’s worth and have some fun.  You can always leave something in your humans shoe for payback later 🙂

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Dear Bacon – I had surgery and as you can see I had to wear the cone of shame.  Shakes dog head and whines.  The cone of shame!  But look I’m not sad – I’m happy!  My master – he’s the best.  He made a game out of it and threw in all of my closest friends.  See, I even thought about you with Super Piggy in the front.  He reminds me of you.  What surgery?  I know no pain here.  Signed Happy Doggy

Dear Happy Doggy – Oh pal!  Where were you when the little guy here had surgery. This would have been fantastic for him to wear his cone of shame and have some fun.  Your master is tops in my book my friend.  I say when he has surgery, you do the same for him!

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Dear Bacon – What?  I was tired from working the hood the night before.  See I’m on the neighborhood watch.  I gotta make sure I protect all of the humans from the bad peeps that come out at night.  The local diner takes care of me.  I need coffee STAT – and hey why don’t you make it a double and serve it with some eggs and a steak?  Signed Neighborhood Watch

Dear Neighborhood Watch – You are the DOG my friend.  I like how you take care of your hood and they repay you at the neighborhood diner.  I gotta get a gig like that.  Where do I sign up?  PIGGY POWER!

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Dear Bacon – Using Facetime on these i Phones are the bomb!  See my girlfriend and me were talking.  We could see each other and it was a blast.  Neither one of us wanted to hang up.  We both fell asleep like this.  Isn’t she adorable?  Signed Beef Cake

Dear Beef Cake – hubba hubba.  She is a dish my friend.  I know exactly what you mean about Facetime and talking to friends not wanted to hang up.  My pet rock here Bashful has been doing a LOT of that lately with some of his friends.  Modern technology has come so far, hasn’t it?  Just remember to block the picture when you go wizzy.  No one wants to see that – it doesn’t matter how much in love you are.

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Dear Bacon – Please explain something to me.  This yellow ball – why do the humans throw it and then expect US to retrieve it back to them?  I mean heck if they want to play fetch, shouldn’t “I” be the one throwing it for them to fetch?  That would help in their exercising… right?  Signed Confused

Dear Confused – You know what friend.  You have a wonderful point on fetch.  I understand this completely.  Humans do say they are playing ‘fetch’.  I think we should try it your way.  Throw the ball for the humans and let them fetch it.  We shall see how long that lasts.  If it’s my dad, maybe 2 minutes tops – snorts and rolls with piggy laughter!

 

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Paw Time with Houdini

 Hello my new friends for another update with Paw Time with Houdini.  Life is continuing to be so much fun here at the Hotel Thompson.  I turned 7 months old this week.  Can you believe that?  Time is going by so fast and I’m having so much fun!

The other anipals here – Bacon, Hemi and Mouse Girl – have all been so helpful.  I’ve learned a lot from them.  Even daddy says that I’m growing up and out of the puppy stage.  You’re probably wondering what have I learned right?  Well, for one thing how to jump.  You see there is this dreaded gate that separates me and Bacon from the kitchen area.  Well we all know that is where the good stuff is because if not it wouldn’t be off limits, right?  I’ve been watching Hemi and Mouse Girl and how they jump over said gate into the land of plenty called the kitchen.  Yesterday, I jumped on the sofa near the gate.  I crawled to the edge and looked over and guess what.  It’s not that big of jump so I jumped.  I was in the kitchen of plenty before anyone knew it.  In fact, I was in there a LONG time before daddy knew I was missing – BARKS!  The only reason he knew I was missing was because I sat in the kitchen barking like mad for him to let me back in so I could go to my room to potty.  So you see, the purr things have taught me the freedom trail to the kitchen – thanks ya’ll.

And Bacon has taught me the way to the humans hearts.  When it’s bedtime and I don’t want to go yet, just look cute and loving.  Licking and giving kisses also helps the situation.  If I do this 9 times out of 10, mom will take me to the big bed with them for a bit for some extra loving.  Thanks Bacon for the advice.

And fetch.  I ❤ me some fetch.  Oh my doggy wonder – fetch is the bestest game ever invented.  This ball I have in my mouth here in this picture is my favorite ball in the entire world. It was a gift from my friend Easy.  The little holes in the ball make it easy for me to sink my teeth into it and I don’t give it up easily.

In fact, daddy says I need more training in fetch.  You see, I get the ball gets thrown.  I get the fact that I ‘fetch’ the ball and bring it back.  I don’t know the concept of letting the ball go to be thrown again.  Heck no – this is my ball and my game.  I am so strong willed in keeping my ball that you can pick the ball up and I will hang from it growling.  My ball.  Barks!  See the humans don’t understand the fact that I’m not playing fetch.  Nope.  I’m playing tug-a-war.  BARKS and rolls with laughter.  Who needs training now?

 

 

 

Dear Bacon

 Dear Bacon –  We are in LOVE.  Can’t you tell by the grin on my face.  Who says that love can’t be with everyone in the world.  I’ve found the kitty for me!  Signed Snuggable Loveable

Dear Snuggable Loveable – Sigh.  Trust me my friends.  I do know the full understanding of love.  I have someone in my heart who is now a sweet angel above watching over me.  My dear Nylablue was and still is the love of my little piggy life.  I say enjoy while you can and cherish each and every day my friends!  No regrets.

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Dear Bacon –  The master said fetch and we both went.  Whoever brings the stick back gets a treat.  Well we have learned to share and share alike – barks barks.  We *both* brought the stick back.  That should show the master huh?  Signed Fun and Games

Dear Fun and Games – I like the way you think my friends.  That is an awesome plan for the both of you to get a treat.  I shall remember this in the future around here at the Hotel Thompson.  Way to go my friends!

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Dear Bacon – Please, please make this day that I get that despicable dog today that comes into my yard, takes hefty craps and harasses me to the ends of the earth.  Just one little punch in the face from my front paws, or perhaps a back kick, would so make my day.  Can you help me out and say that little prayer with me?  Thanks so very much.  Signed On My Knees

Dear On My Knees – Hey, I’m with you on this my friend.  I can’t sit back when one of my friends needs some assistance.  I’ll say that little prayer with you in hopes that you can get even with your little barky thing that visits you.  The line has now been crossed and pay back is definitely in order.  Take care and be quick about it when no one is looking.

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 Dear Bacon – Who doesn’t ❤ a great kitty condo?  It’s the time of the year when the humans do weird things like bringing home lots of packages/boxes.  What better time to make a kitty condo for all of us?  Who cares about the junk inside of the boxes.  Humans are weird.  Signed the Three Amigos

Dear Three Amigos – There is something so amusing and wondrous about empty boxes.  We love them here too at the Hotel Thompson.  And yes you are so true in saying that humans are weird.  I’m not sure why this time of the year it happens but it does.  Enjoy those boxes there my friends.  I know we have a couple of them here that we are working on destruction.  It’s so much fun and so messy!

 

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Houdini’s First Toy Destruction

If I didn’t know first hand, I would swear that Houdini has been in contact with my brother Easy in France  Why do you ask?  May I present to you exhibit A to the left.  Yes, that is Houdini’s first destroyed doggy toy.  I’m not sure to feel happy for the little tyke on his total destruction or sad that his favorite ball is now gone like the wind.

You see, this *was* – and *was* is a good word – one of his favorite balls. Did I tell you that he learned to play fetch one day last week?  He would bring this ball to mom, she would throw it down the hallway and he would retrieve it.  Houdini and mom played this game for almost 30 minutes to an hour every night.  But now, the toy has went to ball heaven.

But don’t worry, mommy is buying him his very own miniature tennis ball tonight on the way home from her worky place.  Houdini will be back up in action playing fetch in no time!