I know Fridays. I live for them every week. Fridays mean that mommy will be home for the next couple of days. Fridays mean I get to stay up late and watch television with mom and dad. Fridays sometimes even mean popcorn while watching b-rated movies on the Sy-Fy channel.
But, I’ve never heard of this Black Friday. It has to be bad. I say this for a couple of reasons. First, when mommy told daddy he would have to “survive” this day, daddy stopped laughing. Heck, for a minute I thought he was going to cry. He kept saying, “But, but, but”. Mommy didn’t listen to him. Second of all, you know something is bad when mommy laughs like the wicked witch from the east. Ooh shivers just hearing that in my head.
So this Black Friday thing, what can it be? Is it dark as black outside all day and it’s a Friday this Black Friday? Is it a plague or disease? Did someone not pay the light bill? Is it the end of days? Should I start stock piling my piggy chow in my bedroom? I’ll admit that this little piggy was scared.
I did what I do best. I squealed, ran to my bedroom and slammed my door. I then immediately started doing some research on my laptop.
ODP (oh dear piggies). It’s worse than what I thought! Did you know that the day after Thanksgiving in the USA, they call it Black Friday? Here’s the scary part. People get up voluntarily at 0400 hours to camp outside of stores to go shopping!. Thud – piggy down! 0400 hours is like way before even Old McDonald gets up at the farm. It’s before the birds start chirping. It’s before they even make the doughnuts at the Krispy Kreme. Heck, it’s before *I* even stir in my toddler bed. That’s early!
Mommy is going to make daddy go shopping with her on Black Friday at 0400 hours. Two words mom. How uncivilized. I can’t believe mom is going to get up before the break of dawn. But friends, don’t feel too sorry for daddy. I saw him the garage laughing and getting “ready” for Black Friday. He was pulling out his old pads from his football days. I think I even saw him with a hockey stick and a helmet. Oohh mommy – who is punishing who now? Snorts.
You know, normally this day would not bother me. BUT, thanks to daddy I’m a nervous wreck this morning. For some odd reason, mommy gave him control of the television remote last night thus he picked movie night. He picked – you got it – Friday the 13th. Mommy tried to warn me that it wasn’t pig rated and I should go to my room and watch my television. I didn’t listen because I’m a big pig. Why didn’t I listen?? After the movie, which I might add is oh so scary!, dad gently reminded me that today is Friday the 13th. Gee dad, thanks so much for that wonderful and so caring reminder.
Today’s not scary. It’s just a date, right. Repeat after me. It’s just a number. Numbers are not scary. Numbers are our friends. Right? I’m trying to convince myself you that there is nothing wrong with today being that evil Friday the 13th. Really… it’s just a date.
There’s lots of Fridays in the month. There’s a 13th in every month. It happens every month. So what’s the big deal? Who am I trying to convince? Today is a scary day. It’s Friday the 13th! I’ve watched the movie and what has been watched can not be unwatched.
And dad, he is milking this day for all of what it is worth. He is SO not helping. I know you are just paying me back for all of the times that I have ‘barked’ and oinked at you. For all of the times that I wouldn’t share mommy with you. I know pay back is bad.
But really, I woke up to this mask hanging on my bedroom door. Are you trying to give this little pig a heart attack so early in the morning? You knew I was already flipping out with the date and the movie. Bad daddy – bad!
Then daddy, if you really are my daddy – snorts, you fixed me breakfast this morning. I should have known you were up to no good by doing that. You never fix me breakfast – always mommy. And everyone, you’re probably thinking that was real sweet of ole dad doing that, right? Until he called me for breakfast. “Jason, your breakfast is ready.” Really? You’ve gone just too far with that one dad of mine.
And then dad said to mom, “Hey, let’s go to Camp Crystal Lake this weekend?” Thud – piggy down. Dad, I will pay you back with this date. Really, I will.
Hello spooky friends. Today, October 29the is Frankenstein Friday – booyah! Frankenstein Friday is always the last Friday in October. It’s a day to celebrate the birth of Frankenstein and its creator.
Frankenstein is one of the best known characters from horror movies and dates back to the 1800’s. Frankenstein was born and created in 1818 by Mary Wollenstonecraft Shelley at the age of 21 when she wrote the ever famous Frankenstein. Can you imagine being so young and creating a character that would last forever?!
Do you know where the origin of this day came from? Today was created by Ron MacCloskey from Westfield, New Jersey in 1997. He picked a Friday to celebrate so more people could participate.
Have you heard of Westfield, New Jersey before? Does that sound familiar? Well, Westfield, New Jersey is also the hometown of Charles Addams, the New York Times magazine cartoonist who created The Addams Family. Small world huh?
Dear Bacon – I’m not sure about you but my accountant really bites. He’s got a bad attitude and is always thinking numbers. I don’t get it. Why can’t accountants have pleasant personalities – maybe joke around a bit. I think that would really show a better enthusiasm for their job. I mean we are talking about my money, it may not be a lot but it is mine. I thought I would show you a pic of my guy. I have to admit though, he’s good. He chomps down and sets to work on that keyboard. He looks for everything he can find to deduct. If you ever need a good accountant, let me know okay. Signed Frogger
Dear Frogger – Well my, my, my. Your ‘guy’ does look very – how can I say it – professional in what he does. I see what you mean by his serious look. He does have a stern don’t mess with me kind of disposition. Maybe the numbers bring it out in him? Maybe bring him a gift next time – some swamp water or some Lubriderm lotion. I’ve heard that lotion does wonders for tough skin.
Dear Bacon – My favorite time of the day is in this picture. It’s early morning and it’s breakfast time! They say that breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Trust me. It is. And you know what. Milk does a body good. My little legs will grow strong and my ‘moo’ will be coming out soon. Cause you know what they say? You got to moo-moo it. HA! I made a funny. I told you breakfast is important – it starts my day like awesome. Signed Tina
Dear Tina – Shaking my head. You are right. Breakfast is very important not to miss in starting your day. That’s why every day, I start off with my piggy chow and Cheerios. I gotta keep my figure in check and my cholesterol down. This piggy has places to travel!
Dear Bacon – Don’t you hate it when uninvited solicitors show up at your door? Take for instance, I was settled down reading my magazines and newspaper. You know the typical Sunday leisure day. Then Bob showed up selling God only knows what. I told him I wasn’t interested in and he kept on roaring. How rude! I finally just had to turn and walk away. Maybe he got the hint then. Geez, some anipals huh? Signed Tigger
Dear Tigger – Please don’t send Bob my way. It’s bad enough when solicitors come into our hood. They don’t even come to our crib anymore. Too many times they have showed up and after seeing moi answer the door, they got scared and turned away. I don’t get it. I was just in the doorway with daddy answering the door. Who cares that he was wearing his Sponge Bob underwear. Shakes head.
Dear Bacon – Be glad that you don’t have a desk job little piggy. In this picture, it was a Friday at 4:45 pm – almost time for the weekend to start. The head guy showed up in my doorway and wanted a report that was going to take at least an hour to finish and he needed it that night. WTD? Really? You waited all day to tell me this at 4:45 pm? Shakes dog head – some people have no tact. Signed Bruiser
Dear Bruiser – OMP! I so understand. Mom has been done this way a time or two. I’ll tell you what I tell her when she calls and tells us she is going to be late. It sucks and it’s unfair! I hope you got some overtime for staying over my friend.
Remember my friends. Dear Bacon can’t happen without *you*. Please continue to email me your letters and pictures ❤
My dear friends – today is a very special day. Why do you ask? Well today is Friday the 13th. And guess what? It’s the only Friday the 13th we will have this year in 2016. See, I told you it was special.
So I looked far and near and found a very special story for you my friends. Are you ready? Here’s my hoof in case you need to hold it. This one might just send shivers up and down your spine and leave your night light on tonight when you go to bed.
This woman – lets just call her Judy – was in the hospital. Every morning when the nurses would check on her and ask her how she slept the night before, she would tell them she had an awful night. That a little girl kept coming into her room wanting to play. And although she was sick, Judy loved children and would stay up play with the little girl for hours. Well the nurses told Judy that there were no little children on the floor and at that time of the night no one should be visiting. Judy shook her head and was adamant that the little girl was coming every night to play.
Later that night just like clock work, the little girl showed up again in Judy’s room. Before the little girl could get all the way in the room, Judy snapped a picture with her cell phone. What do you see in this picture my friends?
It’s that time of the year at mom’s work that she is trying to close last years books. We walk softly here at the Hotel Thompson because by the time she gets home from converting numbers all day what is left of her mind is mush. Today this sign is hanging outside of her office….
Hello my sweet friends. I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday. I know we did here at the Hotel Thompson. Heck, it was just plain awesome having mom home from the worky place. Did we eat too much here? Barks! Nah – do you believe that? It was like an all day food paradise. We had a blast!
And today – what do we have planned for today? Aaww – I have plans for me – for Petsmart. All of those toys – All of that food – All of those treats.
I think I can get mom to go… I think. I’ve left so many notes laying around the Hotel Thompson. I even hid all of my food and clothes to make her think that I have nothing left. That way, she thinks I need everything STAT.
And the other anipals, they gave me their lists of what they want and need. So, I’m good. I think they are going to persuade mom/dad too of a much needed trip to our toy store… I mean Petsmart. Wish us luck my friends.
Oh and to keep you held over, mom/dad did buy me a toy a couple of weeks ago. Oh my dog!! Mom says that I might love that toy a little much. What do you think?
Well that’s all for me my friends – yawns – I hope you had a wonderful week as well. Happy weekend!
Friends, I need to be a serious for a bit. You see, there have been some things going on here at the Hotel Thompson that I’ve kept a secret. Imagine that. *Moi* keeping a secret. I know! I’m more surprised than you are – really I am. We have all kept it kind of low key waiting to see the results and today we got some. Mom/dad said it was okay to share now so I am.
Mom went for her yearly mammogram last Wednesday. Yes, this is where you can say OUCH! Mommy says they take her breasts and put them between two pieces of glass. Then they squish them to take pictures. For some women, there is no pain while others say it is very painful… like mom. It is definitely NOT a happy time. She kind of compares it to throwing yourself chest first up against a wall like a squishing a fly. Can you say it now? OUCH.
So this past Friday, she receives the following phone call at 4:50 PM. On a Friday – remember that okay.
“This is Dora with the Doctor’s Office. Is this June?”
“Yes, this is June.”
“Can you verify your date of birth and medical record number?”
“Yes…blah-blah-blah”
“The radiologist has reviewed your images from your mammogram this week. There is some concern over the images on your right breast. He sees a cluster of calcification and wants you to come back in for more testing.”
With a worried sound in her voice, “Okay. What does that mean? When?”
“Calcification can mean a lot of different things. We need you to come in 8:30 AM next Wednesday, 09/02/2015. After some more testing, the radiologist will meet with you and go over everything.”
“Okay. I’ll be there.” Looks down at clock and it’s now 5:00 PM… on a Friday. Great. Now I will need to break this news to my husband so we can both sweat about it ALL weekend. Terrific.
So you see friends. Mom and dad have been worried for a couple of weeks now. They didn’t tell us anipals about anything until yesterday. Can you imagine getting this phone call on a Friday afternoon before the weekend? No wonder mom/dad would just look at each other over the weekend and say to each other, “Really?” or “What if?” Unbelievable is what I say.
Yesterday, mom went for her re-test. Afterwards, the nurse said, “The radiologist wants to speak to you.” Mom would like to say she was shocked at that but after everything she had been through, can you be more shocked? Her and dad went to the radiologist’s office to meet with him and go over the results.
So they meet with the doctor and he shows mom/dad all of the images from the Mammogram – the current ones compared to the past ones and talks all of these long words. That’s when mom speaks up, “Cut to the chase. What’s going on in my terms?” Leave it to my mommy huh? They have found some spots on mom’s right breast. They want to watch them and retake some tests in six months. He doesn’t think they are anything to worry about but if they are still there and look ‘worse’ in six months, they will probably do a biopsy. But, he thinks they are okay. He then went into the different phases, sizes and shapes of different calcification’s.
Bottom line is mom is okay but she has been put through the ringer in the past week with this scare. Have your moms been through this? We pray in March 2016 that everything is smooth sailing easy peasy with no worries. If you can send her healing vibes and prayers, we would so much appreciate it my friends.
Can you believe that the weekend is finally almost here… just a couple of more hours and we will all be home free for two entire days of freedom.
Mommy says that she needs a drink after this week. She’s thinking that this “one” might be enough for her. What do you think? Anyone want to share?
Do you have any exciting plans for the weekend? This is our down time weekend – we are doing nothing but hanging around the crib here at the Hotel Thompson. Perhaps I can get mom to get caught up on some of my paperwork? It’s a thought? Have fun my friends and be safe!
Barks! Another week down and YAY! for the upcoming weekend my friends. I hope all of you had an outstanding week. Mom is finally back up to feeling better – we are so glad here at the Hotel Thompson. Don’t you just hate it when the mommy is feeling bad? Bacon finally got her persuaded to send off some gift packages this week too. Hopefully they will be arriving in the next couple of weeks. We had a great Going Away Party for Bashful and Chip before he sailed off to places unknown for their next adventure. Where or where will they land?
Last week I told you about mommy taking me to a new groomer. I went last Saturday and it’s great to report that I loved it! Usually I have a little bit of mommy anxiety when she leaves me or I can’t see her. But the day of my new groom visit, she dropped me off and not one little whimper or bark out of me. Not one. See, I was a big dog.
This picture of me to the left wearing my green shirt was my “before” picture. Can you believe that I had just been groomed by my old groomer like three weeks before? You can’t even tell! I like to have the shorter hair because that way my shirts and other clothes fit better.
So mom, dropped me off at my new groomer shop called Poodles by Bob (who by the way does all kinds of dogs – not just poodles) and picked me up after running some errands. Below you will see my “after” pictures. I think they did a fantastic job, don’t you? I especially like how they layered my legs so that my fur doesn’t get all tangled with my clothes.
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Well that’s all for me my friends – yawns – I hope you had a wonderful week as well. Happy weekend!
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.
But really, I woke up to this mask hanging on my bedroom door. Are you trying to give this little pig a heart attack so early in the morning? You knew I was already flipping out with the date and the movie. Bad daddy – bad!
My dear friends – today is a very special day. Why do you ask? Well today is Friday the 13th. And guess what? It’s the only Friday the 13th we will have this year in 2016. See, I told you it was special.
Mom went for her yearly mammogram last Wednesday. Yes, this is where you can say OUCH! Mommy says they take her breasts and put them between two pieces of glass. Then they squish them to take pictures. For some women, there is no pain while others say it is very painful… like mom. It is definitely NOT a happy time. She kind of compares it to throwing yourself chest first up against a wall like a squishing a fly. Can you say it now? OUCH.
Bottom line is mom is okay but she has been put through the ringer in the past week with this scare. Have your moms been through this? We pray in March 2016 that everything is smooth sailing easy peasy with no worries. If you can send her healing vibes and prayers, we would so much appreciate it my friends.
old you about mommy taking me to a new groomer. I went last Saturday and it’s great to report that I loved it! Usually I have a little bit of mommy anxiety when she leaves me or I can’t see her. But the day of my new groom visit, she dropped me off and not one little whimper or bark out of me. Not one. See, I was a big dog.
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