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Happy Birthday Hemi

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This post goes out to my brother Hemingway – Hemi for short. He is a lot of things here at the Hotel Thompson.

He is my brother.

He is my friend.

He is the master cat.

He is mom/dads oldest.

I talk about him a lot here on my blog. Mostly about him using his ginormous paw to slap me on the rump – snorts. But really, today is his birthday. Today he turns the big 14 years young. Happy birthday Hemi.

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And just remember Hemi, with your age – snorts –

you might want to cut back on spanking this oinker.

Just sayin’

PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud!)

 
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Posted by on 06/26/2018 in Bacon, Hemi

 

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Happy Birthday Hemi

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This post goes out to my brother Hemingway – Hemi for short. He is a lot of things here at the Hotel Thompson.

He is my brother.

He is my friend.

He is the master cat.

He is mom/dads oldest.

I talk about him a lot here on my blog. Mostly about him using his ginormous paw to slap me on the rump – snorts. But really, today is his birthday. Today he turns the big 13 years old. Happy birthday Hemi.

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And just remember Hemi, with your age – snorts –

you might want to cut back on spanking this oinker.

Just sayin’

PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud!)

Oh friends, did you know that mommy/daddy adopted Hemi and his brother Tybee when they were three weeks old?  They barely had their eyes open and had just started walking – I guess you could say that was walking.  Their little tails were like a piece of yarn – 🙂  They had gotten picked up by Animal Control and taken to the shelter.  Mom and dad saved them both and brought them home.  They are such softies when it comes to us four legged animals, you know 🙂

 

 

And special thank you to Phenny across the pond who sent me and my brother Houdini some birthday goodies.  We are sending you lots of meow’s, hogs and snout kisses ❤

 
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Posted by on 06/25/2017 in Bacon, Hemi

 

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Spotlight Thursday – Meet Steinbeck and Hemingway

Spotlight Thursday

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:  Steinbeck and Hemingway

Age:  3 months and 6.5 years

Location:  Bloomington, Minnesota

Web/Blog Page:  http://www.twocatsviews.wordpress.com/

What were your first thoughts when you met your new parents?  We only have a mom but I was so excited when I saw her come up to my cage at the Humane Society.  I was with some siblings but she spotted me right away.  We went into a room so we could play together.  Her girlfriend was with her and she took some pictures of us.  Both of them decided I was the perfect choice so she took me to my forever home.  

I was in the middle of a large room in a very large kennel.  When I saw mom walking towards me, I ran to the front of the cage to greet her.  She told the people she wanted me and they said she had to spend some time with me first.  I didn’t mind so when we went into a special room, the two of us played and I climbed all over mom.  She didn’t change her mind and told the Human Society people that she wanted me.  I sang the song of my people all the way home with her.  She said she drove lots and lots of miles to get me so I just sang how happy I was.

What was the defining moment when you knew you were in your forever home?  Mom let me out of the carrier and I knew instantly that it was my forever home.  There was a doggie who looked like me and she gave me welcoming greetings.  I used to sleep with her.  She was old and finally went over the Rainbow Bridge.  I still miss her.  

When I first got home, Mom kept me in her bedroom ‘cuz she wanted to introduce me to my big brother slowly.  After a few days when she was getting ready to go to work one morning, she decided to trust me and leave me loose.  That’s when I knew I was home.  I was able to explore and take naps all over the place.  I was finally able to keep my brother company.


What has been your biggest “Oh no, now I’ve done it” moment so far in your home?  
 Mom say’s I’m great at knocking things off of shelves, tables and desks.  When I want her attention, that’s the only way I can get it.  Mom says she’s had to redecorate ‘cuz she can’t have certain things displayed the way she would like.

I had an “ut oh” moment just the other day.  I pulled the runner off the entertainment center and the small lamp came crashing down.  I broke it.  I was sorry.

 Who do you have wrapped around your paws more – mom or dad – and why?  I have mom wrapped around my paws.  She lives with her brother and I’ve actually wormed my way into his heart too.  He likes to give me tummy rubs.

Oh, I have everyone wrapped around my paws!!  Just look at my face.  Who could resist?

What’s the biggest misconception that humans think about you?  Humans think I’m going to squash them if I jump on them ‘cuz I’m such a big kitty.  They don’t need to worry ‘cuz I only jump on mom and she’s getting used to it.

Humans think that because I’m so little I don’t know stuff.  I know lots of stuff and I keep learning more each day!  I learned my name quickly.  Sometimes though, I think my name is Steinbeck No!


Hope you enjoyed meeting my friend – check back next week for another Spotlight edition!

 
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Posted by on 12/15/2016 in Spotlight Thursday

 

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Hemi and Daddy Bonding – Snorts

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To say that us animals control and walk all over the humans here at the Hotel Thompson is kind of an understatement.  Over the weekend, we all snuggled into the king size Select Comfort bed.  Hemi slept ‘with’ daddy.  Their setting is 100 – ha!  Me, Houdini and mom kind of like it a little softer.  Our setting is a 50.  You gotta love the Select Comfort!

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Notice Hemi’s position on TOP of daddy.  This is how he beds down.  Personally I think Hemi believes that daddy is his mattress.  He sleeps like this all of the time.  He often will reach his paw out and touch daddy on the face.  Sometimes, he will drift over for some mommy loving but we all know that Hemi is daddy’s little boy just like I’m mommy’s boy.  Humans are not the only ones that pick favorites – us animals do as well.  But to us, it’s a little different.  We know who we can wrap around our hooves and paws – 🙂 Would we do that?

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And you didn’t think that Hemi sleeps like this?  Just check out this bottom picture. The proof is in the picture.  He’s actually comfortable.  Touching dad’s face, his eyes closed and dreaming of chasing Journalist Rocky the Squirrel in the backyard.

But I have to ask you this – look at that paw?!  Do you understand what I mean now when I tell you it hurts when he slaps this little oinker on the fanny?  Piggy snorting with laughter!

 
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Posted by on 07/01/2016 in Bacon, Hemi, Houdini

 

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Happy Birthday Hemi

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This post goes out to my brother Hemingway – Hemi for short. He is a lot of things here at the Hotel Thompson.

He is my brother.

He is my friend.

He is the master cat.

He is mom/dads oldest.

I talk about him a lot here on my blog. Mostly about him using his ginormous paw to slap me on the rump – snorts. But really, today is his birthday. Today he turns the big 12 years old. Happy birthday Hemi.

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And just remember Hemi, with your age – snorts –

you might want to cut back on spanking this oinker.

Just sayin’

PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud!)

Oh friends, did you know that mommy/daddy adopted Hemi and his brother Tybee when they were three weeks old?  They barely had their eyes open and had just started walking – I guess you could say that was walking.  Their little tails were like a piece of yarn – 🙂  They had gotten picked up by Animal Control and taken to the shelter.  Mom and dad saved them both and brought them home.  They are such softies when it comes to us four legged animals, you know 🙂

 
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Posted by on 06/25/2016 in Bacon, Hemi

 

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Happy Birthday Hemi

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This post goes out to my brother Hemingway – Hemi for short. He is a lot of things here at the Hotel Thompson.

He is my brother.

He is my friend.

He is the master cat.

He is mom/dads oldest.

I talk about him a lot here on my blog. Mostly about him using his ginormous paw to slap me on the rump – snorts. But really, today is his birthday. Today he turns the big 11 years young. Happy birthday Hemi.

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And just remember Hemi, with your age – snorts –

you might want to cut back on spanking this oinker.

Just sayin’

PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud!)

Oh and P.S. my friends – here is example A of Hemi’s ginormous paw.  See what I mean.  It’s HUGE.  Brings new meaning to Talk to the Paw Huh?  Snorts with piggy laughter.

 
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Posted by on 06/25/2015 in Bacon, Hemi

 

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We Did It!

Oh dear piggy heavens above – watch out Hollywood – here we come!

 

 
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Posted by on 01/05/2015 in Bacon

 

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Happy Birthday Hemi

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This post goes out to my brother Hemingway – Hemi for short. He is a lot of things here at the Hotel Thompson.

He is my brother.

He is my friend.

He is the master cat.

He is mom/dads oldest.

I talk about him a lot here on my blog. Mostly about him using his ginormous paw to slap me on the rump – snorts. But really, today is his birthday. Today he turns the big 10 years young. Happy birthday Hemi.

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And just remember Hemi, with your age – snorts –

you might want to cut back on spanking this oinker.

Just sayin’

PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud!)

Oh friends, did you know that mommy/daddy adopted Hemi and his brother Tybee when they were three weeks old?  They barely had their eyes open and had just started walking – I guess you could say that was walking.  Their little tails were like a piece of yarn – 🙂  They had gotten picked up by Animal Control and taken to the shelter.  Mom and dad saved them both and brought them home.  They are such softies when it comes to us four legged animals, you know 🙂

 
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Posted by on 06/26/2014 in Bacon, Hemi

 

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Hemi Hi-Jack

Hemi here.  I don’t know when this little oinker will learn here not to leave his computer logged on – HA!  I thought I would Hemi Hi-Jack the oinkers blog and tell you a great story.  That’s me in the picture above.  Mom and dad adopted me and my brother Tybee in June of 2004, right before they got married.  Awesome huh?  Instant family of four.

My full name is Hemingway – but everyone calls me Hemi.  I’m a polydactyl cat – I have more than the normal toes on my paws.  I come from the Hemingway cats in Key West. Cool huh?  Trust me, you can ask that pig – I *know* how to use this big paw of mine.  I swipe that pig on the butt every chance I get.  Shrugs shoulders.  It’s what I do – LOL.  You don’t think this paw of mine would hurt?  You want to see it, don’t you.  Okay – here you go for your entertainment.  It’s big huh?  I told you so.

When mom/dad adopted us, we were three weeks old.  Can you see the pattern here?  They adopted that pig at three weeks too.  The only difference is that he could actually eat food and still does by the bucketfuls – HA!  Us on the other paw, we had to be bottled fed.  Mom actually took us to her worky place so that she could feed us during the day.  It was really awesome.

All of these manly men, bulked and ripped would come into her office to help with our feedings.  It was really neat.  I took to the bottle really quick.  Heck, I could just about hold my baby bottle.  Tybee was the opposite.  He had to be persuaded and fed his bottle.  He was a trooper though.

This is Tybee to the left.  He was mom’s little dresser.  He let mommy do anything to him.  He was actually Santa Tybee in this picture – cute huh?  That Christmas, mommy had bought daddy his graduation ring from college.  She had tied it around his neck and he pounced in dad’s lap with his costume and the ring.  It was cool.  I think dad almost cried.

I told you we were three weeks when we were adopted.  We were so small that both of us could fit into a coffee cup together.  We were so small that mom/dad didn’t want us running around the Hotel Thompson by ourselves.  So at night, she put us in a kennel in their bedroom.  In the morning, she would open the kennel door and we would both run down the halls towards the kitchen for breakfast.  Every day like clockwork, I would throw Tybee into the wall.  He fell for it every time – HA!  Dude that cat could take a push.  He was the greatest.

Dad would pick us up at mom’s worky place and take care of us in the afternoons until she got home.  He would feed us and then work on his master studies.  He was a hoot.  I gotta say my dad is so creative.  He created what we refer to here as the Thunder Dome.

He would invert a laundry basket and put us under it so we could play around without getting loss.  Over the weeks, me and Ty learned how to push it around so we could explore but yet still be trapped in Thunder Dome.  We finally figured it out but it was a lot of fun.  <<It was very similar to this picture to the right.  Cool idea huh?>>

There was one time that stands out so vividly in my mind with those parents of mine.  We were all watching television together and mom had let us run in the front room.  They were keeping an eye on us.  Mom went to the bathroom and dad was suppose to be watching us – LOL – you know all about dad’s and watching children huh?  This can’t turn out good.

Well, mom came back in the room and dad was in the kitchen.  She sat down and started to look around.  She saw Tybee but not me.  She asked daddy and he said the best words ever, “Uh oh.”  They started the hunt and find mission looking under sofa’s, behind sofa’s, in the bedrooms, throughout the house and in the hallways – no Hemi.  Where did I go?  Mom and dad were mystified.  And then the internal mother kicked into mom.  She jumped up and ran to the kitchen.  She opened the refrigerator and there I was hanging on a shelf.  I looked at her and was like, “Wazup mom?”  Yep, I think (A) mom almost lost it right there and then in thinking she was a bad mommy – I say thank goodness she started with us kitties and not a real child – HA and (B) I think I might have lost one of my kitty lives that day.

Every since the day in the fridge, my ears and paws stay cold.  Mom and dad started calling me their Fear Factor kitty.  I guess that kind of clicks with me.

And I know you are probably asking about Tybee.  Tybee went over the Rainbow Bridge in late 2009.  He got really sick and we learned that he had feline leukemia.  It really broke all of our hearts here.  I went through a lot of testing during the time and I was fine.  But after his death, I have to admit I got depressed.  It just wasn’t the same without my bro.  Mom and dad decided that I needed a friend.  So in 2010, they adopted Mouse Girl.  Well, that’s a whole entirely different story we shall save for another day – LOL.  Hope you enjoyed the story my friends!

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Posted by on 06/18/2014 in Bacon, Hemi and Mouse Girl

 

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I Have Proof!

Finally!  I have proof about our arrangements here at the Hotel Thompson.  You wouldn’t believe it.  I was shocked myself.  I’ve told you stories about that little monster Hemi who thinks he rules the roost here.  He’s in charge as he likes to tell everyone.  Trust me, to a certain point I let him believe that.  He likes to *try* to put me in my place by slapping my butt with his huge MONSTER IN CHARGE paw.  Usually when he does this, I squeal and run to mom.  I mean, I’m a man pig but mommy can bring down the wrath on him – snorts.

Well last night, I was hiding sleeping on the sofa and he didn’t see me.  What he did to daddy – shocking.  I’m telling you – SHOCKING!  This is just the proof of how wrapped he has daddy around his huge paws.  What was that?  You want to see my proof.  Okay – here you go.

What do you think now?  And look at that wicked look on his face!  I just know this is going to end up on Investigative Discovery channel.  I can see it now, “Animals that Kill”.  Hemi will be the first one serving time.  snorts!

 
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Posted by on 06/05/2014 in Bacon

 

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