Bashful – he’s a good pebble. He tries to stay out of trouble. Sometimes it works – sometimes not so much. Last night, we were playing hide and seek in the house. I can’t tell you how many times I walked by the table and saw this napkin. It never dawned on me one single time that the little fella would be underneath it sleeping.
The only thing that *finally* gave him away was that he had to go to the potty. If it wasn’t for that, he would still be under the napkin on the table hiding. And mom/dad, they weren’t much help. I think dad was actually the one that suggested that great hiding place. Where’s dad when *I* want to hide, huh? Perhaps I should hide dad’s remote control and see how he likes to hunt for things for hours at a time – snorts.
Just another fun night at the Hotel Thompson. How was your night?
Dear Bacon – I love water – I mean I L.O.V.E. water. I love it!
I get in it every chance I get.
Can you tell? LOVE WATER!! This is my happy face!! Signed Waterdog
Dear Waterdog – Nah, I can’t tell. Let me get this straight – you love water? Snort –
Dear Bacon – I love playing hide and go seek out in nature. It’s so much fun! My best place to hide is on a tree that blends in with my fur tones.
Don’t you love playing too?! Signed – Come and Find Me
Dear Come and Find Me – You are good at that game. You know who else is good at hide and go seek? Bashful my pet rock. He hid in the fish tank with the other rocks one afternoon and it took me over an hour to find that little fellow!
I’m glad I did though – he was getting tired of holding his breath. He said he almost drowned! Keep playing my friend!
Dear Bacon – The humans – they think they are so funny. They took me for my spring cut. Just a little off the back they said. This is what I came home with. I’m so embarrassed. What am I to do? Signed Wacky Cut
Dear Wacky Cut – Let’s step back and look at this with a fresh set of new eyes. You can’t change what’s been done and undo it. So, I say wear it with a statement. Make a trend in that neighborhood of yours. Next thing you know, the other dogs might be going to the groomer wanting the ‘Wacky Cut’ look and you’ve started a trend. It is hair and it will grow back.
In the mean time, strut it!
Dear Bacon – The humans have this table cloth in the kitchen that I just can’t keep off of it. I like to play the game Twister on it. I think it’s a hoot except for left front paw on yellow and left back paw on orange. That kind of gets me all twisted and I go boom.
Have you ever played this game? Signed Kitwister
Dear Kitwister – It looks fun but I’m not sure if I could play or not. You know my pot belly – it gets in the way and I have really short legs. They don’t stretch that far. Especially these days when mom says I’m getting a little fat roll on them. Fat roll – snort – that’s not fat.
That’s just loose skin from hibernating all winter. Play on my kitty friend – twist away!
Dear Bacon – Are you a couch pig? I read where you sit on the sofa with mom at night. That’s one of my favorite past times. It doesn’t have to be night though – I like doing it all through the day. Signed Couch Kitty
Dear Couch Kitty – You know I don’t say this much but you might want to get off of the couch every once in a while. I also ‘run’ through the halls here at the Hotel Thompson before landing on the couch with mom at night. I do a lot of playing around with the purr things here. You might want to try it a couple of times – just sayin’!
Barks! Do you ever play hide and go seek with your humans? I love that game! One day this week, mom came home from the worky place and I wasn’t in my usual position guarding the front door via the top of the chaise. It worried mom so she called my name. I didn’t come. So mom then went into immediate worry mode and went to find me. I was curled up under mom’s blanket in the big bed. I was just so tired from guarding the house that the time got away from me. That and of course I was warm and toasty from being under the blankets. Of course she had to pick me up and cuddle me while she walked around the house. Hey, maybe I should ‘hide’ like this more often… you think?
Welcome my friends to our Hide and Seek Edition of Dear Bacon. All of these sweet kitties have won in various games of hiding. After reading some of these letters, I couldn’t resist putting them all together for you today. Hope you enjoy Dear Bacon as much as I love putting it together for you.
Dear Bacon – What’s more perfect then ‘blending in’ when the human tries to make the bed. She can’t see me so she doesn’t know that I’m here. This is perfect because that way I get to snooze all day. I mean why not? The human keepers have a job and that’s taking care of me, right? Signed You Can’t See Me
Dear You Can’t See Me – Oh friend. I can see now why you are a winner all the way. I like the way you think. And you are right. The humans number one task is us anipals and in making sure that we are comfortable, fed and happy. I say Amen to that my friend. Carry on and sweet dreams.
Dear Bacon – For years when I came to my forever home, I watched my father and how he relaxed on the sofa after dinner every night. After a while, I started doing the relaxation position. I gotta tell you – it’s spot on!! I highly recommend this to everyone – humans and anipals. Don’t knock it until you try it is what I say. Signed KO’d
Dear KO’d – I gotta tell you my friend. That position does look comfortable. You just kind of blend in to your surroundings. I guess that’s what humans call a couch potato. It’s unbelievable. That position even makes your toes curl. I love it!
Dear Bacon – Can you pick me out? Oh dude – I love this new rug that the master got. It’s spectacular! I can sneak over and lay down on it and no one ever knows where I am. In fact, the human calls for me all of the time because she can’t find me and I’m right there in front of her. Awesome huh? I highly recommend this rug to your dude there Hemi. He would definitely be able to use it. Signed Hanging Out
Dear Hanging Out – OMP. I can’t see you! Now that is a cool rug there my friend. I don’t think Hemi needs it though. I can just see him doing that position hiding in plain view and me or my brother Houdini walking by and getting slapped extra hard on the fannies. Nope. I think we will pass in passing this information on to the Master Hemi – snorts with piggy laughter.
Dear Bacon – I’m watching… always watching. I want you to know that these humans do weird things in this giant litter box of theirs. Can you believe when they use the liter box, they don’t kick the gravel over it?! Isn’t that unbelievable? And what the human mom does in the morning with the mirror. OMC! That’s some scary stuff. She keeps telling me she’s “putting on her face”. What happened to her face overnight? Lord helps us piggy. Things aren’t right in this room for sure. You should check it out one of these days… of course undercover. Signed Psycho in Training
Dear Psycho in Training – OMP. They do what in their special room?! That sounds so weird and strange. I don’t get why they don’t cover their poo. It’s the thing to do. Poo, kick over and walk on. No wonder they are always so stressed. Tell me more the next time you hide out in there okay.
Dear Bacon – Look closer. Nope. I’m not a rug. I’m laying on a rug. I’m deep undercover… on a rug shall we say. Do you do this deep undercover activities? Please do tell. Signed Snowball
Dear Snowball – Oh my – I just see a rug. You are so deep undercover. Me going undercover? Only if I’m in mom/dad’s bed under the sheets. That’s about all the undercover I get to do with this pot belly. You keep it real okay my friend.
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Dear Bacon – I can explain. Really I can. You see, I was really helping my mom out. She kept talking about how much she hated the wallpaper in the hallway. I just thought I would help her out with it. You understand, right? Signed Busted
Dear Busted – I understand completely my friend. You see, my mom was like that last year about the linoleum in the kitchen. She talked about how much she hated it – just as imagine your mom did about the wallpaper. One day, I used my powerful snout and helped pull up a HUGE piece in the middle of the kitchen floor when daddy wasn’t looking. Like your mom, mine was not too happy with me in the beginning. But in the end when she had the floor re-done professionally she told me I did a great job in pushing her to get it done. Give your mom some time. Surely she will see the bigger picture later and thank you.
Dear Bacon – Have you ever been so tired that you just sleep where you are? Like in this picture, it just *hit* me out of the blue and I couldn’t move another paw. I was just tired out. Signed Balancing Act
Dear Balancing Act – You do have some unique powers there my friend. I could *never* balance my little piggy body like that and sleep without fear of falling. Although, I have been known to just tumble over in pure exhaustion… usually after chasing the purr things here at the Hotel Thompson. Snorts.
Dear Bacon – My humans are crazy. You don’t believe me? Look at this outfit. Have you ever seen something so outrageously stupid? I’m so embarrassed. A onesie maybe – but this covering my head/ears… help. Signed Help Me
Dear Help Me – I get it. I really do. One or the other – not both in the same outfit. But you know in a way, you kind of remind me of a giraffe. Not that I’m hating on you. I think it’s kind of adorable. Maybe safe the outfit for Halloween – it’s not too far away. Yes I think that is it. Use that outfit to your advantage for Halloween. Stay cool my friend and have fun.
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Dear Bacon – OMD! Every time I get in the car with my human dad, this is the look I get on my face. You gotta help me pig. My dad thinks he is the all time best driver in the world and wants to drive Nascar. I’m telling you, you are safer in the streets than on the sidewalks with him coming down the road. Help me! Signed Frozen in Shock
Dear Frozen in Shock – Dude, your dad has got to be a really bad driver with that look of fear on your face. Are you sure he wasn’t like doing a movie or something. Priceless my friend – just priceless. Maybe you should hide his keys next time. Maybe you should beg your mother to drive instead. Maybe you should say you didn’t feel up to a drive and stay home. I know I would if my mom drove like your dad – snorts with piggy laughter. But if you must go, buckle up and close your eyes tight. Stay safe!
Dear Bacon – Shaking doggy head. I didn’t think I would end up like this but I have. I needed to make some extra money to keep me in treats. So, I did what every respectful dog would do. – I started a babysitting job. I have sunk so low. Five purr things a day – five days a week. They are wearing me out! They think I’m their own personal jungle gym. Any suggestions? Signed Sit for You
Dear Sit for You – How about a game of hide and go seek… of course inside so the little tykes can’t get into much trouble. That way, they are off of you and hiding – hopefully for hours – snorts with piggy laughter. Have fun my friend!
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Oh friends. I’m not sure if your post office is like our post office but you gotta enjoy a great hide and seek game. Oh wait a minute, you don’t know the whole story of The Great Post Office Drama – snorts. Pull up a chair, get you a drink and some popcorn. This is the mystery.
Okay here it goes. Last Friday, there was a knock on the front door of the Hotel Thompson. Before dad could answer it – which trust me was only moments – the mail person jumped in their truck and went on down the street. What? Was that a run by post office… a run by knocking… a test to see if anyone was home? Was there a video camera somewhere with people going to jump out to say “Gotcha”? I mean it was that quick. Later on when mom came home, she found a piece of paper in the mailbox saying they tried to deliver a package. Yeah, okay. On the notice, it said who it was from so mom told me and I got so excited I squealed. The notice said you could come the next morning, Saturday, to the post office and pick it up.
So all night long, I waited. I tossed and turned. All in anticipation of what the package contained. Saturday morning, I got mom up early and her/dad went to the post office. Now, our post office for our neighborhood is like 10 miles away which is really odd because we have a post office like 3 miles away. But that is post office guidelines for you. Mom/dad get to the post office and guess what. It’s closed. Locked down. No one home. Nada. What the heck? Mom looks at her notice again. Yep, she’s at the right place. How’s that for service, huh?
So mom/dad go back home. Later on in the day, mom just happens to see the postman or should I call her postwoman. She runs out to meet her waving the slip of paper in her hand. Mom in so many nice words tells her about how it was ‘attempted to be delivered’ and fusses. Of course the carrier apologizes and doesn’t have the package today. Mom then tells her she even went to the post office on the slip she left and guess what – they were closed! The carrier took the slip and said she would have the substitute deliver it Monday. Great. My package will have to wait until Monday. Drats. Stomps hooves. Has a hissy fit. I don’t wanna wait. I want it NOW.
So here we are – Post Office 2 and Me -0-. Monday comes around finally and mom just happens to get off early due to a meeting. She gets home just in time for the mailman thinking she will have my package. Guess what – no package. He knows nothing about it. This pig can only take so much my friends. I beg mommy – please go find my package. We all know it’s out there somewhere…. probably in package purgatory begging to come home to me. I can almost hear it now – “Find me Bacon”.
So mom/dad jump in the Jeep and go to our post office. All the way daddy is telling mommy that package is gone like the wind never to be seen again in these parts of the South. But mom, she has the patience of a saint. She goes into the post office and explains the dilemma. What do they say? “You are at the wrong post office. You have to go to this post office”. Which might I add is a bit further. When mom says the paper said this one. Are you ready for it….. the post person laughed and said, “Oh, those are old papers. We changed a while back.”
So mom goes out to the Jeep and hears daddy say it again, “Bye-Bye package”. Of course by this time mom is determined she will track my package down. She goes to the second post office and of course, they can’t find it either. What is this, the great treasure hunt of the south? She asks for a supervisor, explains the situation and do you know what they told mommy? When mommy told them about ringing the door bell and then promptly leaving, they said that the carrier will only wait a second or two. WTH? This almost made mom lose her mommy mind. That’s hardly enough time to get off of the sofa. Then the supervisor went on their great hunt and find mission. And guess what? They couldn’t find it either! Talk about your customer service and don’t get mom started on the attitude everyone was having with their attitudes like mom was just plain crazy.
Now mom is getting a little upset and puts on a thick southern charm. She asks to speak to the head person in charge. He comes to the desk and she explains the entire situation again of course this times she is keeping her calm but oozing her forceful southern stand. They then go on a hunt and find mission. And guess what? They come back with the package! It was on the supervisors desk of all places. OMP – happy dance – happy dance. Mom takes the package, squeals in the post office, says thank you and goes out to the Jeep… just waiting for dad’s response. He’s in shock.
They come home and give me the package! Now you are probably asking, “Bacon, who is the package from?!” I’m glad you asked my friends. It was from my brother Easy across the pond. What a brother and pal he is. He sent me this package for my birthday. And let me tell you something. Easy you are the best! We loved it! My mom/dad laughed so hard when they opened the package. We loved everything. Thanks brother!!
Look at these goodies – squeals with piggy delight. Now the pink pig is a bank. That way I can save some of my allowance for my future trips here/there in the world. I even let mommy put STAR (that’s his name) on the new book shelf in the living room. That way we can make sure he doesn’t wonder off and get hurt.
And then there is Pee and Pool. Oh.my.piggy.heavens. Can you belief that? I ❤ them! We have all laughed and laughed over them. Pee and Poo. You want to take a better look don’t you? Are they not the funniest duo you have seen in sometime? You just gotta love them. Heck mommy even picked them up and hugged them – now *that* was funny! Oh brother – thank you so very much for thinking of me. I love everything!! ❤ Bacon
Dear Bacon – I’ve made a grave mistake here. I thought I could jump over the little seat thing that kids swing on… I really did. I jumped and mean old Mr. Gravity said, “Nope, not today”. I really hate that guy. So I guess you can say I’m stuck between a swing and hard place.. .namely the ground. Any suggestions cause apparently my human who thinks it is hilarious is too busy taking my picture to lend me a paw. Crazy human. Signed Swinger
Dear Swinger – You know that’s the problem these days. When anything happens, humans want to pull out their cell phones and take videos or pictures instead of lending a helping hand. I don’t get it? Burning car on the highway – no problems let me video tape it first before checking for survivors. House on fire – oh yeah this will be good on my Facebook before putting the fire out. Dog caught with his kibbles and bits up in the air – no worries. Let’s get this picture first before the pooch passes out or by all means gets unlatched himself. I definitely feel you my friend. Can you bounce up with your front paws to get your back paws back on the ground and then wiggle out from that contraption? Let me know if I need to call someone…. I’m hoping you are free like the wind now 🙂
Dear Bacon – I *know* I saw that darned squirrel on this tree. I know I did. He was running around on the ground taunting me. I know he’s here somewhere. If you see him, let me know okay. Signed Hunter
Dear Hunter – Oh my friend, I’ve seen him alright. He’s a sneaky sly little fellow. I would go as far as to say that he has skills of unnatural means. Put your paws down on the ground silently. Now just as silently and be careful of the crunch of the leaves, slowly walk around the trunk of that massive tree. Quiet now. You don’t want to scare the little fellow. You may find him around on the other side watching you… waiting for you to leave. Smart little guy huh? Enjoy playing tag my friend.
Dear Bacon – I don’t get it. I found this wonderful food on the ground. It’s awesome! So much chocolate. There I was sitting in my tree enjoying it. That’s when the weird stuff happened that I don’t get. My friends kept walking by and saying, “Georgia eat a Snickers bar. You know you’re not you when you’re hungry”. Shakes head in confusion. I don’t get it. Do you? Between you and me though, that Snickers bar did hit the spot. Signed George
Dear George – Snorts with piggy laughter. You don’t watch television much do you my friend? You see there were some wonderful Snickers commercials out some time ago that had the saying, “You’re not you when you’re hungry”. Okay, maybe the better thing to do here is to show you one of them…. one of my favorites. Then it will ALL make sense. Enjoy my friend.
Dear Bacon – I think the purr things here are pranking me. They said they had a surprise for me. They then told me I had to put my paws over my eyes and stay that way until they came back. That was three days ago. Do you think it’s save to go to the bathroom. I really, REALLY need to go now? Signed Waiting
Dear Waiting – Shakes head. Oh my friend. Don’t you know yet that purr things are horrific for doing such things to us? The two here try to do these things to me as well. But I don’t fall for it. You can never trust a purr thing – sorry my cat friends. But you know it’s true to. Ya’ll are beyond devious and you have so much training from years and years of taking care of yourselves. I bow down to you. I really do. So why don’t ya’ll do all of us a favor and leave us alone. And Waiting – by all means go to the potty before you explode like a balloon.
Dear Bacon – My humans are wickedly bad at this torture. They really are. There we were watching some superheros on our television. I was minding my own business and just enjoying the company on the couch. My dad said that all superheros need a mask. He was eating a sandwich so well you can see what he did. Why? That’s all I really need to say, right? Why? Signed Masked Bandit
Dear Masked Bandit – Oh my friend. You have to give your dad something on creativity. And you have to admit that it is pretty cute. No one would ever guess that’s you behind the bread. Nope not at all!
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Dear Bacon – There is *always* that one friend. You know the one that ‘dares’ you to do something and says, “What are you afraid”? Why did I have to fall for it. Can you tell me that? And then if that wasn’t bad enough, Ethel has to then photobomb me and take a picture for her Facebook account. Dude, I long for the days before all of this social media. Signed Jack
Dear Jack – WOW. I see that you are in a predicament my friend. I don’t even know Ethel dared you to do but the how the heck did you get out of that funky position? Of course, for payback and before she photobombed you all you had to do was lift that left leg in a strategic position and that would smack that smirk right off of her face – snorts. You know friend, this just screams for payback. And make it GOOD. I mean really GOOD. And then post it on your Facebook account… or perhaps get Christmas cards made. Now that sounds like a plan of destruction. Keep me posted with the results and don’t take any more dares anytime soon okay.
Dear Bacon – HA! This will teach my humans. I ran away from home and they have yet to find me. What do you think? Am I the master of disguises or what? Signed Hide N Seek Master
Dear Hide N Seek Master – You are the boss my friend. I had to take several looks myself to see which ‘rock’ was you. And your parents haven’t found you yet. That’s so awesome. Just remember to come out in time for dinner okay.
Dear Bacon – They said I could do and be anything I wanted. So I decided I wanted to water ski. And let me tell you something – it is fantastic! So invigorating. It makes me feel like I weigh nothing at all. I highly recommend it my friend. Signed Weightless
Dear Weightless – You know you have my interest piqued now my friend. I think I may try this soon… especially since mom/dad are sending me to this awful thing called C.A.M.P. Stay safe.
Dear Bacon – Have you ever just had one of those days that you needed a little something to take the edge off? This was me last weekend. I just couldn’t take chasing the postman anymore… or tying up and blaming the cat for everything. I needed a little liquid refreshment in a place where everyone knew my name and it was a fun place. And hey, this wine is awesome. Have you ever felt like this? Signed Stud at the Bar
Dear Stud at the Bar – Oh yes indeed. There are days that I feel the world is overcoming me… especially this past weekend. We could have met up my friend. Perhaps split a bottle of Francis Ford Coppola wine and whined on each other’s shoulders or downfalls in life in general. I’m sure it would have been a blast. Call me next time okay.
Dear Bacon – I’m not sure my son gets the full effect of my look here. This is my what.do.you.mean.you.want.to.stay.out.all. night.long.partying.look. Does it work for you? Do I need to change something for more of an effect? Any suggestions? Signed Dad in Charge
Dear Dad in Charge – I think you have the look down pact. Did you follow it with, “Not while you are living under my roof?” and “While you are living under my roof, you will obey my rules”? That usually works when my dad uses them on us anipals here at the Hotel Thompson. Maybe take away his allowance. That *always* hurts this little oinker where it counts. Good luck with your son my friend. Just think of these as his teenage rocky years.
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Dear Bacon – I gotta share my most funniest thing in the entire house to do. Hang off of this magical roll of fluff! Meows – it’s the bestest! Have you ever tried this? Signed Kitty Roll
Dear Kitty Roll – Snorts! Looks down at my pot belly. Nope. Can’t say that I’ve ever done that before in my life. For some reason, I don’t think this pot belly would allow it. But you are right about one thing my friend. That is a magical roll for the humans. They love it!
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Dear Bacon – I think everyone should show their colors and heritage. This is me and my garb. What do you think? Signed Scotty
Dear Scotty – Dude, I think you look righteous in your outfit! In fact, I could say that you rock! I’ve gotta research my history and see what my ancestry is like. Of course, whatever I find will look nothing like you. You are gorgeous!
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Dear Bacon – There we were in the parking lot of the local Petsmart. Mavis bet me that I wouldn’t go in the store. Well, I showed her. I went into the store, said hey to the cashier who gave me a biscuit and left. Easy as pie. Okay, maybe not. Maybe I took more than one cookie and maybe I left a little drizzle from the excitement. Regardless I’m a bad boy. Signed Bad Boy
Dear Bad Boy – WOW! So that was you I heard squealing out of the local Petsmart parking lot. Next time remember – sometimes one has to look like a regular guy to get away. No speeding my friend. You may hurt someone..
Dear Bacon – I’m the top champion of the hide and go seek series in our area. I thought I would share this picture that made me top dog. Signed See Me if You Can
Dear See Me if You Can – Oh my goodness my friend. You are the world’s best at hide and go seek. I wonder if you can teach me some of your tricks. They are awesome!
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Dear Bacon – My humans will get pay back from this outrageously stupid shirt they have placed on me. I am not fat. I am fluffy. There is a difference. Oh wait – is that food I hear hitting my bowl… gotta walk fast to it. Talk Later. Signed Puss in Shirt
Dear Puss in Shirt – Oh my. Fat – nah. Fluffy – sure. Houdini goes through that all of time. Extra fur well it does make you fluffy. I see that. Now you enjoying a little too much food – looks down at my pot belly – I can see that too from my prospective. All of the time. I say hey if it’s not broken, there’s no need to fix it. As far as your human goes, pay back can be made… I’m sure you can come up with something. A strategically placed fur ball in one’s human shoe comes to mind 🙂
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Barks my friend. Hope you had a terrific week. I know last week I showed you a picture of me on mom’s chaise. This week, I’m attaching a picture of me on dad’s sofa. I like to take my power naps high up on his pillows. They are so soft and comfy!
I also wanted to tell you about a new game I’ve learned this week. It’s called Hide and go Seek. It’s awesome! Every night around 8:30-9:00PM, it’s bedtime for us anipals. Mom tells us to go get settled in our room and she will be in there soon. Bacon goes like a champ he is. But me… why? Why do I need a bedtime? So I usually just keep hanging out in the living room with dad until mom goes to our room to tuck us in and tell us a story.
Well my new game is not to be caught – barks. That’s right I said it. Not be caught and not do what I’m told. I will hide under the couch or the chaise or on the bottom shelf of the book shelf. Mom tries to find me. And then when she sees me, I run to the next spot thus playing hide and go seek. I mean hey the woman needs her exercise, right? Then mom does something weird. When she FINALLY catches me, she fusses at me. What? Maybe I don’t want to go to bed – yawns – maybe I’m a big dog now – double yawns. I don’t need no stinkin’ bedtime. Passes out asleep before mom can put me in bed…..
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.
Oh friends. I’m not sure if your post office is like our post office but you gotta enjoy a great hide and seek game. Oh wait a minute, you don’t know the whole story of The Great Post Office Drama – snorts. Pull up a chair, get you a drink and some popcorn. This is the mystery.
So mom/dad jump in the Jeep and go to our post office. All the way daddy is telling mommy that package is gone like the wind never to be seen again in these parts of the South. But mom, she has the patience of a saint. She goes into the post office and explains the dilemma. What do they say? “You are at the wrong post office. You have to go to this post office”. Which might I add is a bit further. When mom says the paper said this one. Are you ready for it….. the post person laughed and said, “Oh, those are old papers. We changed a while back.”
They couldn’t find it either! Talk about your customer service and don’t get mom started on the attitude everyone was having with their attitudes like mom was just plain crazy.
brother!!
Dear Bacon – I think everyone should show their colors and heritage. This is me and my garb. What do you think? Signed Scotty
Dear Bacon – I’m the top champion of the hide and go seek series in our area. I thought I would share this picture that made me top dog. Signed See Me if You Can
e on mom’s chaise. This week, I’m attaching a picture of me on dad’s sofa. I like to take my power naps high up on his pillows. They are so soft and comfy!
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