Welcome my friends to SPOTLIGHT THURSDAY. This is the time that I will introduce you to one of my fellow anipals so you can get to know them better. Some of them, you may already know. We hope that you enjoy this series!
Name: Kinley and Brinley
Age: 1 year young
Location: Plano, Texas
Web/Blog Page: Kinley and Brinley
What were your first thoughts when you met your new parents? Kinley: OMD, I LOVE you!!! Can I hug you? Can I crawl inside you? Seriously, I just wanna melt into you. Brinley: I luvs you too. Oh, dat charm bracelet sure looks tasty. Are it edible? No?? Ok, back to da loving then.
What was the defining moment when you knew you were in your forever home? Brinley: I knew I was in my forever home right when I got here and met everyone. After all, how could they not love a three month old westie pup?? Kinley: I knew I was in my forever home right when I met my momma. I just tried to melt right into her – I knew my family was the one.
What has been your biggest “Oh no, now I’ve done it” moment so far in your home? Brinley: Probably when I got caught chewing up the cabinets in the kitchen. I was worried da peeps would be upset. Ok, my momma wasn’t exactly happy about it, but I got forgiven. Kinley on the other hand, she never thinks she’s done anything wrong, even when she has. Kinley: What, me do something wrong?? I don’t think I’ve ever done anything wrong. I just smile and forget all about it.
Who do you have wrapped around your paws more – mom or dad – and why? Brinley: Probably my dad. He was ready to let me run loose all over the house when I was a baby. My momma (and Kinley’s momma) nixed that idea – she didn’t want me chewing something I shouldn’t or making messes everywhere. Kinley: Well, it would have to be my momma since I don’t got a dad (my momma are Brinley’s momma and daddy’s daughter). But I has Brinley’s parents wrapped around my lil fluffy paw too – grandparents are great for spoiling you!
What’s the biggest misconception that humans think about you? Brinley: That I’m just a cute little fluffy dog. People are always saying I’m cute on the walk. I’m a tough terrier! Kinley: I gotta agree with Brinley. It’s that I’m “cute.” Even when I growl people, they say I’m cute! What’s a girl gotta do to prove she’s tough?
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Bacon here from Summer Camp. This will be my final letter from camp. WOW – it’s been a long week in a lot of different ways and on the other hoof a very short week. I really didn’t want to come but I have to admit that it’s been kind of fun. I’ve met a lot of great friends – Scott and Piper. You are probably wondering who the heck is Piper. Piggy blushes… she was the strawberry that I had dinner with the other night. She’s sweet and cute and all girly and from the south. She gave me her phone number and address so we can stay in touch ❤ . Oh, and so did Scott.
Last night was talent night here at camp. All of us had to come up with some kind of talent for the show. Heck, I had to think hard. I mean what talent do I have besides pounding a keyboard.. which I’m pretty good with cause the last time I checked I was up at 25hpm (hooves per minute). So I thought about biting into an apple and laying on the floor but I’m not sure how many of the gang would get that one. Then it hit me. I would dance and sing a song of my people so I did.
“I’m a little teapot short and stout. Here is my handle and here is my … handle. Damn I’m a sugar bowl.”
It got a great snort and got me off of the stage quickly.
So today mom/dad are coming to pick me up. I can’t wait. I’m so ready to jump in the back of the Smart car and get home to my kingdom… my castle… my own bed… my air conditioning. aaww – I miss that life. I hope you’ve been entertained this week and that my little brother Houdini has done a good job on my blog. I instructed him before I left to take care of everyone.
See you soon my friends!
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Bacon here from Summer Camp. I gotta admit mom that I thought this Summer Camp thing was a joke. I really, REALLY didn’t want to come. But I have to admit that it’s been kind of cool this week. We went and camped out last night ‘under the stars’. I gotta admit that laying around the bonfire and watching the sky through the tips of the trees was kind of cool. It’s amazing how many shooting stars you can see. That in itself was almost worth the trip.
I also put my Ninja skills into action last night and found the culprit who ate all of my Animal Crackers. It was a boy named Scout. Yep, nods piggy head, his name is Scout. He has stolen a lot of our food here this week at camp. After everyone went to sleep last night in their tents, someone – looks around innocently – went to his tent and made grunting noises, stomped around a lot and cast huge shadows on the side of his tent. For a boy that is challenged horizontally, he could run pretty fast. What’s even better was seeing him wearing his pajama onesie. Now that was priceless. He kept saying that he heard Pigman and Goatman in the woods. Don’t mess with the Ninja pig.
And mom you would be proud of me. I had dinner with a strawberry (girl) last night. She’s cool.
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Welcome my friends to another Bacon’s Tales of Terror on the 13th. You do know that I search everywhere for just the right story to bring to you. Something scary. Something a little strange and macabre. Something that makes the little hairs on the back of your neck stand to attention. You know – just for oinks and snorts. 🙂
Well this month is no different. I came across something that totally freaked out this little oinker. Then I showed it to mom and she went oohh weird. Then, I knew it was the perfect story to bring to you – my friends in blogville that like a little bit of the bizarre. So I hope you enjoy this little tidbit as well we did. Remember the next time you get up in the middle of the night and hear things that go bump in the night, some times you can’t see things they may be looking at you. Shivers and good day.
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I Kissed A Girl and I Liked It! Come on my friends – you know the words to Katy Perry’s song.
I kissed a girl and I liked it,
the taste of her cherry chapstick.
I kissed a girl just to try it…
It felt so wrong,
it felt so right.
Don’t mean I’m in love tonight.
I kissed a girl and I liked it (I liked it).
Barks! Mouse Girl can protest all she wants. I know there is something there. She is my little cougar. My little purr thing. My fuzzy wuzzy. See, pet names. That means business. She has them for me too. She calls me her mutt. Her dumb dog. The bother. aaww – see I told you she loves me.
It all started out innocent. She was asleep dreaming… of course of me. I walked over to her and she woke up kissing me! Proof is in the picture my friends – she has the HOTS for me.
Fortunately Bacon was with mom on the other couch and he caught the picture in mid-stream like the paparazzi. Way to go bro!
Then we heard the clicks and saw the flash of the camera. It took us both by surprise. You know what happens when you are taken by surprise and you get ‘caught’ doing something forbidden, we both jumped back a little. You can tell that from the picture that was taken right after our kiss.
And don’t get me wrong. I’m not trying to kiss and tell. I’m trying to let the world know – I’m in ❤ with Mouse Girl. And she loves me too. She’s just not ready to admit it yet. But you can tell too, right my friends? And if these two pictures don’t prove it, Look at this one:
See that’s both of us together sleeping with our arms and heads entwined. There you go. Now you see? That’s my belly up front, Mouse Girl is behind me. And mom/dad are right in calling her OMG — case I think I’ve called her that several times, “Oh Mouse Girl!”
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Dear Bacon, My friends say I catch like a girl. I don’t get it. What would make them think that of me? My owners are always throwing stuff at me. I look at it as fun and games. Do you like to play like this? Signed Eeekkk
Dear Eeekk – Oh my friend. I have no idea why your friends would say something like that about you. I have no clue. Your paws up in the air like that are just so darling – did that big bone get you by surprise? Snorts.
Dear Bacon, What? I didn’t do this to the front room. No sir I didn’t. I walked in the front room and it was like this. It wasn’t me. Look closer at the picture – it was that flea ridden dog – he was the one that did this. He is the one that is trying to frame sweet innocent little old me. That’s the truth. Cat’s honor. Until they get paw prints taken, I am innocent my friend. Signed Innocent Until Proven Guilty
Dear Innocent Until Proven Guilty, Well my friend I do see the pooch in question in the picture. You do realize that technology is so advanced these days that they can take paw prints and saliva to figure out who did these things. I’m just saying that if the dog did do it … cough cough… there would be some dog slobber somewhere. If not, then things can get turned your way really fast. So knowing this… perhaps you need to go and have a talk with poochie before the humans get home? Just sayin’.
P.S. Well played in your destruction.
Dear Bacon, I’m totally a rule breaker. This sign says Keep Off. Guess what? I’m not down with that. That sign was just begging for this little pug thug to get up on it and take a picture. BAM! That’s what I say. Signed Thug Wanna Be. P.S. Can you help me off of here now?
Dear Thug Wanna Be, okay that’s almost too funny for words my talented little pooch. I hope jumping up there didn’t stunt your genealogy line for the future. I do admire your tenacity of breaking the rules. You’re my kind of guy. Don’t worry. I called Triple A. They should be out shortly to help you down from your pedestal gracefully… soon I hope. Until then, can I get you anything? Coffee, tea, blanket, pillow?
Dear Bacon, Everyone likes to play in the water… my asses aren’t any different. Really, you should be getting your pool out and ready soon. Have fun our little friend. If you get a chance, come join us – there’s always room for more fun. Signed Mommy Donk
Dear Mommy Donk, You know when I first read your comment I thought, “WOW, you really hate your kids.” Then dad explained all to me. Smiles and grins – love your play with words totally. This oinker would love to join ya’ll the next time I’m in town. Until then, keep playing and having the time of your lives!
Remember friends – Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU. Please keep emailing your pictures and questions to me. ❤
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Something wicked has happened to me. I’m not sure what to think about this. It started out like usual and then it went far left really quick. I’m getting ahead of myself like I normally do so let me start from the beginning. This is what happened:
Yawn and stretch. Hhhmm – eyebrows straight up – that felt different. My stretch was more… well stretchy. Strange. It felt like I had long and fluid legs… not my usual short and stout ones. Maybe I’m losing weight – yeah that has to be it. Opens eyes and looks around my room. What is that insistent chirping noise? It’s coming from beyond the window in my bedroom. I stand up and stretch again. Man, I must be really losing weight. I felt my back, my legs and even my tail stretch on that one. There goes that chirping again. Dude, that’s got to stop.
I walked over to the window and that was another strange thing. My hooves on my bedroom floor didn’t make the regular clickety-clack sound. Strange but okay. I gotta eat some more. I looked up at the window ledge and didn’t think twice before I jumped up on it. WOW – I can jump! Wonder why I never did that before? I looked out the window and spotted those singing creatures outside. Those would so make a wonderful two piece snack. Snap, did I say that? And oh looky – there is Mr. Parson’s furry things. HISS! Double HISS! What in the world?! Where did that come from? Shakes head – things are weird this Friday.
I hear mom in the kitchen and the next thing I knew she was saying, “Frühstück”. I immediately jumped down and went down the hallway. Hey, I’m hungry for some breakfast. I hope she made tuna. I then stopped immediately in my tracks. What?! How did I know German? And tuna for breakfast? Today is strange.
I continued to the kitchen and that’s when weird became super weird. I walked up to mom and swished my body against her legs and bit her ankle. What in the world?! Mom started fussing at me and I started talking back to her. What? I don’t do that. I ate my breakfast and then spied an empty box in the living room. Oh squeal – this is my lucky day! I looked at mom and made one last meow at her and went in the front room jumping in the box. What in the heck just happened? I meowed and jumped in a box. WHAT?! Something is definitely wrong. I ran to my bedroom and looked in the mirror. Blinked several times and shook myself. I must still be dreaming. There is no way this can be real. I’m Tigerlino?! Oh dear, that must have been some bad strawberries I had last night. I can’t be a boy kitty. No way! No wonder I could jump. This can’t be happening. A nap. That’s what I need – a power nap.
So Diary. I thought it was just a dream. All I had to do was go back to sleep and finish this dream. That’s it. I’m a pig. I’m not a cat. No way! So the power nap commenced. I woke up after an hour or so and just *knew* it would be better… so I thought. This is what happened then:
Slowly I started to wake. It felt funny. It didn’t feel like my soft bed. This felt like paper. I looked underneath me and somehow I had fell asleep on the newspapers. Ha – I guess that was my way of keeping on top of the current events. I went to stand and tripped over my two front feet – clumsy me. I stretched and then I was off to look for the ladies room. I found it and chattered until I got some privacy. That’s when I smelled the coffee from mom. She was at the fridge getting some of that delicious evaporated milk for her warm cup. I walked over and pleaded by going in and out of her legs and talking to her until she caved. She fixed me a little bowl and it was pure heaven! The only thing that could have made this better was some strawberry yogurt. Licks lips and starts to clean myself. Oh snap! I didn’t know I could bring my back leg up over my head?! Oh dear heavens – call Circus Soleil – this she kitty has skills!
What? What did I just say?! Oh my, something is very wrong. What is mommy doing now? Oh Himmel! Here comes that monster in the closet. Screech! and runs off to the bedroom to hide under the bed. I’m shaking. I’m scared. That monster in the closet is like a scary movie waiting to happen!
But wait a minute. Why am I hiding under the bed and still speaking German?! I keep repeating to myself, “This can’t be real. This can’t be real.” I slowly crawl out from underneath the bed and look in the mirror. Holy bat kitty – look at that sexy purr thing – wolf whistles. Wait a minute, that sexy purr thing whistled back at me. I move my arm and she moved her arm. Oh no. Oh no. I finally looked down at my feet. Oh.good.Lord. I’m Roxy now? What in the world have we done? What happened?
Diary, I’m trying to remember last night. I remember talking to Tigerlino and Roxy before going to bed. We were talking about how each of us live throughout the day at our homes. Uh-oh… is this Freaky Friday?! I lay down and close my eyes trying to concentrate. When I open them, I’ll be fine. This is just a dream. You know like how when mom sleep walks. Yeah, that’s it. It has to be it. I’m going to count to 10, open my eyes and look down. Everything will be fine. Really. I *just* know it.
OH DEAR HEAVENS – Call Dr. Phil. Call Oprah. Call the Vet. I’m A CAT!?!
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Hi everyone. My name is Princess Mouse Girl. I am one of the purr things here at the Hotel Thompson. Bacon has his hands full right now with Bashful and asked me to step in today. That took a lot for that little pig to ask for help. I’m honored. And trust me, I won’t let him forget that he had to ask *me* for help – purr wink.
Mom took this picture of me not too long ago. I know you want to rub my furry belly, don’t you? Dad says it looks like I have go-go boots on my bottom feet. I am 20 pounds of cuteness all rolled up in furry heaven.
I thought I would take this opportunity to tell you something about myself. I’m the only girl at the hotel besides mom. Yes, with all of these boys it does make it hard on me sometimes. They like to be rough and run. I’m strictly a girly cat. I like my spa time – I like to get pampered, carried, held and brushed.
I am what they refer to as a Maine Coon cat. Maine Coons run a little bit bigger in size and are known for our bushy tails – you can almost see mine at the bottom of the picture.
Mom and dad adopted me from the shelter on December 19, 2010. Hemi had just lost his brother that summer and was taking it really hard. Mom and dad was trying everything to get him to cheer back up and it wasn’t working. They spoke to Hemi’s catatrician and she suggested getting him a new friend.
Mom looked everywhere and found a shelter that was going to be in our area over that weekend. Mom even found a kitty she wanted to look at when they went and completed all of the adoption paperwork before hand. When they went to the shelter, the kitty they wanted to see didn’t want anything to do with mom. Weird huh? And mom’s a loveable kind of gal. But that’s okay – I saw the opportunity and seized it!
I was in a corner cage minding my business when I saw mom and dad walk into the shelter. While mom went to look at the other kitty, dad was just standing beside my cage. I did what any kitty has to do to get noticed. I reached through the bars and touched daddy’s arm. It scared him at first but it did the trick. He noticed and petted me a little through the bars. He started to walk away and I wasn’t going to have that! I started meowing and purring like there was no tomorrow. That got his attention again and he came back to me. Everytime he left my play pen area, I would make noise to get him back.
I got so loud at times, other people started noticing. I mean think about it, I was going home that day. I had picked out my humans and it was the matter of getting them to accept me now. Finally mom came over. I think I had her at meow. They decided then and there that I was the one. Mom went to do the paperwork and that’s when she found out my name, Mouse Girl. Since mom likes that little mouse that wears the white gloves so much, she thought it was meant to be with Mouse being in my name.
I went home that day to the Hotel Thompson and I’ve never looked back. As soon as Hemi saw me, we started playing together. He chirped up and mom and dad had their old Hemi back. We’ve been family every since.
So, there you go. Everything you wanted to know about the wonderful Princess Mouse Girl. Hope you have a puurrrfectly wonderful weekend everyone – Kisses – Mouse
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