Penny Date

Oh friends – you must try this.  I saw this on the internet and thought it would be a snort of a great time.  I gave it to mom/dad and they are going to try it this weekend.  Lord only knows where they will end up – snorts with piggy laughter.  Let me know if you try this too. 

 

Piper Wrote Me A Letter!

Oh my piggy heavens – squeals!  I got a letter from the strawberry I met at Summer Camp – you know Piper.  Piggy swoons – she even sent me pictures.  WOWZER – isn’t she a looker my friends?  Now do you see what I saw in her at camp?  Hubba hubba – I’m attaching her letter for you to read 🙂

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Dear Bacon,

I hope my letter and picture finds you safe and happy.  I really enjoyed our times together at Summer Camp a couple of weeks ago.  I’ll be truthful with you – I miss you my oinker friend.  I can’t get you off of my mind.  I dream about you – see the happy look on my face.  I keep reliving our last day together where we shared our first hog and snout kiss – ❤ dreamy.  You know I don’t live too far away.  My mom said she would be game for a piggy date in the future… that is if you want to see me again.  Much love my porky love.  Love and ❤ kisses – Your Piper

Special Thanks To Laura Gerry who sent “Piper’s” pictures.  You are so awesome our friend ❤

 

The Paw Time with Houdini

   Hello my friends to another great week of Paw Time with Houdini.  I hope that you’ve had a wonderful week – and a great holiday weekend.  We’ve all been trying to stay cool here at the Hotel Thompson.  We are ALL over Summer now and ready for some cooler weather.  And no we are not like those peeps in the winter that say we are ready for Summer and vice versa.  We all kind of like it a little cool.  This heat just makes it so miserable to do anything.  And living in the south, you add in the humidity with it and yuck.

There are some things going on here at the Hotel Thompson that will be interesting in the next couple of weeks.  One of them has to do with Bacon – barks!  He doesn’t know yet but I know the secret – secret evil smiles.  I overheard mom/dad talking about it and no I can’t tell you what it is … yet.  But it’s going to be hilarious.  Okay maybe not so much for that spoiled oinker but amusing for everyone else here.  Just wait.

And mom took some great pictures of me this week.  The first one is me wearing my pink shirt – nods head.  Real men wear pink 🙂  I just woke up so I still had some bedhead going on with that picture.  But it’s still cute.  The other picture is of me and Mouse Girl.  She’s my partner in crime.  My partner in having fun.  Isn’t she hubba hubba cute?

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Well that’s all for me my friends – yawns – I hope you had a wonderful week as well.  Happy weekend!

 

Where in the World is Bashful?

Where in the World is Bashful?

The little tyke sent me this picture from his newest destination.  Not much to go on but he looks like he is having a heck of a good time.  You know that rock of mine NEVER stays home for very long.  So I’m wondering with all of the festivities in the pic, where will Bashful be spending his Christmas and New Year?  He did give me three hints.  I’ll list them here for you.

1 – He is going on vacation and will be traveling with his host family throughout the holidays.  I guess some people have the traveling gnome – we have a traveling pebble – snorts!

2 – His vision is still strong.  Sounds kind of cryptic.

3 – He’s catching up with a past girlfriend.  Wonder who this might be?

There you go my friends.  You know as much as I do.  Where or where in this huge world will Bashful be spending the holidays?

 

My Sweet Nylablue

 In Honor of My Sweet Nylablue

  You may be gone but you are not forgotten.  I close my eyes and smile.  I dream of you running without pain or illness through the daisies chasing butterflies and looking so beautiful.  When I’m silent and still in my toddler bed with my Egyptian cotton sheet around me, I can almost hear your purrs in my ear – just like old times.  You were my first kitty girlfriend – my sweet purr thing – my snugglebug and you always will be the love of my life ❤  

I think of you now watching over all of us that are still here.  You touched my life in so many ways.  You showed us how to keep fighting for life and things you wanted.  You showed us love beyond what we could ever imagine.  I was privileged to have you in my life – your love was an added bonus that I will *NEVER* forget.  You will always be part of my heart.  

I pray for your mom and send her loads of hogs and snout kisses.  May she find some peace and remember that we all are here for her in her time of need.  

We love you Sherri-Ellen! 

 

31 Days of Spook – Story Submission

I hope everyone had a great and wonderful weekend – not too many boos and ghosts.  Today, we have another guest story submission.  This one is from my friend Kelly at Boomdeeadda.  Do you know her?  If you don’t, you are so missing out on entertainment and a wonderful spirit – snorts how appropriate today huh?  Please make it a point to visit my friend Kelly at Boomdeeadda – tell her that Bacon sent you.

  

“Dear Bacon, I thought I’d tell you about a holiday I took with my girlfriend to visit her Grandma.  We were both 13 and staying for a week.  We were sleeping in the basement of her old house. Every night, my friend and I would get out a Ouija Board and ask it all kinds of questions. The first few nights were fun and silly with lots of giggles.

One night, it was especially animated. It was just flying around the board.  At first we thought it was all nonsense, then we started to write down the letters.  Some of the words we didn’t even know. So we went upstairs to ask Grandma for a dictionary (no home computers in 1974, ha).  To our surprise, the board had spelled words neither of us knew but they were in the dictionary. After accusing each other, we were so freaked out, we put the Ouija Board out in the garage and never touched it the rest of the holiday. I don’t know about my girlfriend, but I’ve never used one since. Too freaky.

I don’t know who we had visit, but they sure scared the heck out of us….hey I just noticed, the first three letters of my blog name spell BOO!  eeeeek :D”

 

I Like Pig Butts and I Can Not Lie – Sing it With Me

Go ahead, I know you sung those words in your head. Admit it. I’m okay with it. I won’t tell anyone whatsoever – snort.

Mom is *always* telling me that I have the cutest little derriere. I have to kind of agree to that. Although personally, I do believe my tail is slighly off centered… just a bit. Not that I spend too many long hours in my bedroom looking at my captains quarters in the mirror. I mean that would be weird, right? PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud).

Now you want to see my behinney, don’t you. To see what I’m talking about.

Look at the picture and see what you think of my captains quarters.

My tail is slightly to the right a bit before it curves down. Do you see it? I mean as far as tails go, that is a striking tail. Very long, nice little white fur at the end that is braidable – not that I would know anything about that.

And trust me, when I’m happy I can make that tail go! It swings so fast back and forth, that mom tells me I’m going to take off flying. See, it’s true – pigs with enough thrust can fly!

Thoughts on my back side? Please share – this oinker needs a pick me up on his body image.

XOXO Bacon

 

Bashful is Back Home – YAY!

 Bashful made it back to the Hotel Thompson from Australia!  

We all stayed up really late last night talking about his travels and misadventures.  OMP (oh my pig)!  He had a blast down under.  And like Las Vegas, some things that happened in Australia stay in Australia if you know what I mean – winks winks.

You’re not going to accept that, are you?  You want the juicy details of his wicked time with Bimby while making his short silent movie Rockadile Dundee.  I’m sorry.

I can’t tell you any of the juicy details.  Bashful said that a gentlerock does not talk about his ladies.  aaaww – I raised that little pebble right!

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The little international rolling stone came home with some great treasures of his time spent with his host family.  The above left handed picture is Bashful in his suit that he wore to the wedding. What a handsome little guy!  He now refers to that suit as his 007 Rock Bond outfit.  What a riot!  He told me late last night that he wore his suit out one night when he took Bimby out for a date – 🙂

The picture to the right is of Bashful and his Australian outback hat.  What a looker!  And you see that item behind him?  That is a hand painted boomerang from Australia that came home with him.  I’ve already caught him throwing it around the house.  We’ve all learned how to duck really fast with that thing flying about.  And never fear about his cross eyed look in the picture.  I think he was slightly inebriated from the long flight home.  You know, they’ll serve anyone a drink these days in the happy air above.  I guess there is no ‘under age’ in the sky.

This picture to the left is of the other goodies that Bashful came home with that was in his luggage.  Stickers of all different things – Koala bears, snakes and Kangaroos.  Bashful told me that I could have some of them to put in our bedroom – I can’t wait to decorate my board.

And you know, they didn’t forget mom either.  See that fluffy pen in the picture?  It’s a Mickey Mouse pen!  It lights up when you write with it.  Mommy is in love with that pen.  I do believe she took it to the worky place so she can use/look at it every day.

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Fozziemom and company was even so nice to send the purr things some treats.  Trust me, those little vultures jumped on that bag like it was crack!

And talking about crack – snorts.  See that can to the left beside the Koala pouch, Bashful is hooked on that stuff!  Mom/dad tried some last night and gave me a small bite.  OMP (oh my pig!).  It is GOOD!  No wonder that little Bashful couldn’t stay out of it.  It’s peppermint glory.

And you’re probably wondering about that Koala pouch.  It is the cutest little thing that zips up.  There was something amazing in that little pouch.  I’m getting too ahead of myself so you’ll have to wait for what it was. I promise to tell you.

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And of course, we have to show a picture of the intellectual Bashful with his glasses on and sporting his hat.  Can you believe he went to bed last night wearing that?  And yes, he used his specks when he was reading to us out loud about his adventures in his travel log.

Can you believe that we also had a slide show of his side trip to Sydney?  Oh gracious – it was a hoot.  He visited so many places while down under.  I think we will be hearing about his tales for some time to come.

But, we are talking about the international rolling stone – my Bashful.  He will be home for a couple of more days and then he is off to his next host family and his next adventure.  Where will it be?  Only me and the next host family will know.

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But before he hops that plane, we had to take some family pictures of the “Rock Clan”.  There they all are on their sofa in their bedroom getting to know each other.

From left to right, they are:

Princess Coralena (from Hawaii), Mannie (from France), Virginia (from Virginia), Bashful and wait a minute – who is that?

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May I introduce you to the newest member of the Hotel Thompson.  This is Rockelle from Australia.  She is in this picture wearing Bashful’s Australian hat and wait – what is that?  She is siding up with Bashful and they are a twosome?!  Stop the presses – Bashful came home with a girlfriend?!  And they know how to grow them in Australia.  She has the cutest little accent and look at that purple eyeshadow.  She has so woo’ed the little guy.

And you’re probably wondering about how Princess Coralena must be feeling about this.  Well, let’s just say there’s going to be a rock fight about whose rock Bashful really is.  I can feel it in my bones.  But Bashful, he’s a young tyke.  He needs to experience life right now.  He can always settle down when he hangs up his travel boots, right?

So, to Fozziemom and clan – thank you so much for hosting a great time for the little fellow.  I know he had an awesome time and will always cherish his memories with you in Australia.  You were great.

But the bottom question remains – where will Bashful end up next?

 

I Like Pig Butts and I Can Not Lie – Sing it With Me

Go ahead, I know you sung those words in your head. Admit it. I’m okay with it. I won’t tell anyone whatsoever – snort.

Mom is *always* telling me that I have the cutest little derriere. I have to kind of agree to that. Although personally, I do believe my tail is slighly off centered… just a bit. Not that I spend too many long hours in my bedroom looking at my captains quarters in the mirror. I mean that would be weird, right? PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud).

Now you want to see my behinney, don’t you. To see what I’m talking about.

Look at the picture and see what you think of my captains quarters.

My tail is slightly to the right a bit before it curves down. Do you see it? I mean as far as tails go, that is a striking tail. Very long, nice little white fur at the end that is braidable – not that I would know anything about that.

And trust me, when I’m happy I can make that tail go! It swings so fast back and forth, that mom tells me I’m going to take off flying. See, it’s true – pigs with enough thrust can fly!

Thoughts on my back side? Please share – this oinker needs a pick me up on his body image. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy with my body. I’ve worked hard at it. But if I’m going to get a girl one day, I gotta be handsome. 🙂

XOXO Bacon