But mom, Hemi started it. Honestly – dog’s honor. I was just sitting here on the ottoman minding my own business. I wasn’t running up/down the hall like an elephant. Nope. Wasn’t me.
Don’t let Hemi’s innocent face fool you. It was him. Heck, he was even ricocheting off of the walls and furniture.
Go ahead. Call in CSI so they can take paw prints. They won’t be mine…. how could I do that? Innocent
Mom really how could you? Okay I get it. You have a shoe fetish. I used to have one too but you broke me of that. I get that. But you come home with these shoes. Really? They have D.O.G.S. on them. And hey get this – they are not of me. So how could you? I feel betrayed. I think this look tells you everything I’m feeling. Now be a nice sport about it. Take those shoes off so I can take care of them if you know what I mean. 🙂
P.S. These are mom’s new shoes. They are Skecher BOB’s and are awesome. I know when she wears them, she is thinking of me. And mom says they are the most comfortable pair of shoes she has ever had. That’s gotta mean something, right?
What? Me caught doing something? I wasn’t doing anything. Honestly – dog’s honor. I can’t help it that Hemi slapped me in the hiney so I slapped him back… and then jumped up here barking at him so he would get into trouble. I would never start anything – no way. I’m too cute to start something… Yeah that’s it.
But I was up here gnawing on a dog bone that my brother Phenny sent me from across the pond. It’s a cool bone too. Hard plastic with lots of ridges for my teeth. Heck, I even take that bone to bed with me at night. I guess you could call it my security bone. Thanks brother!!
Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. I’m so hoping to go for a spin in mom’s Prius. That car is just my size!
Now I leave you with Jokes with Daddy – have fun friends ❤
Don’t worry mom. I’m here to protect you – even in here. I think we all know where here is, right friends? Who knows what could happen to our humans when they enter their litter box. There is a lot of things in there that could hurt them. I mean what if the flushy thing swallows them up and they disappear. Where would we be then in getting our own food? You do see the worried look on my face, right? I gotta go in there with mom just to make sure she’s okay…. and that there are no monsters living in the tub. Have you checked that place out lately my friends? We can never be too careful! I’m off to patrol again with daddy this time. Be safe!
Did you celebrate the 4th of July this week? This week has been one continual pawty here at the Hotel Thompson. Every year during the 4th of July, it’s *always* a pawty. Not just for the 4th but there’s also another important howliday in there. On the 3rd, it was mom’s barkday. We had a blast! There was cake, ice cream, presents, dinners and bunches of shopping and fun. Mom/dad and Nana even went and saw the new Jurassic World movie. They had such a great time playing together. And they didn’t forget us anipals either. We had doggy ice cream to celebrate the week.
Did ya’ll have a great time this week too?
Yawns! I just gotta ask something my friends. My dad says I’m spoiled and that most pooches don’t wake up like this in the morning. You know with their head on a pillow and feet under a blanket. I think he’s wrong. I think a lot of us wake up like this, right? I mean why would he care. I’m not on his pillow. I’m beside mommy and she shares everything with me. And I like to sleep like this with my feet up in the air. That way mom can spoon me and rub my belly. Heck, I’m not spoiled. Not at all!
Sometimes one just needs to steal a jacket and get comfy for a nap. Mom was working. I wanted to play but I was sleepy. So I stole her jacket and settled down for some shut eye. Hey, a dog has to do what a dog has to do in these times, right? And can you tell I need a trim as mom calls it? Sure mom – go ahead and call my groomer. I *need* a day at the spa. It’s hard being a dog sometimes…barks with puppy laughter. Bring on some TLC, massages and smelly oatmeal bath. Calgon take me away!
Look at me – I’m a trained seal – barks with puppy laughter. No really. Mom just had the camera at just the right time and took the perfect picture of me balancing my ball on my nose. It made her laugh. And anything that makes mom laugh… or snort.. makes me happy. What about you?
Dear Bacon – Summer really stinks. It’s totally hot and uncomfortable. All I can do is stand in front of the fan and let the breeze overtake me. I just have to do something to cool me down. Signed Flappy
Dear Flappy – Hey pal, whatever you need to do to keep you cool I say go for it! Momma is a firm believer in her fan in this hot summer. Can’t we just skip over that season? I’m all for it. Let’s start a petition. What do you think?
Dear Bacon – Hubba hubba little man. I find you so fascinating. I can’t believe a pig like you is still single. What do you say we fix that problem? Signed I Do
Dear I Do Don’t – Not that I’m totally not appreciative or anything but I’m just not ready to settle down like that. You’re totally beautiful and I think you will find the perfect pig one day. Don’t give up my friend.
Dear Bacon – You talk about Houdini at the Hotel Thompson a lot of different times. I just want you to know that I think I’m more spoiled than he is. My humans actually dresses me too. It’s a pain in the rump area but hey it makes them laugh. You ever think about dressing up? Signed Prissy
Dear Prissy – First off – you look adorable in your little outfit. Your face doesn’t *look* like you’re enjoying it but hey if the humans are happy, right? Second off – I can be a fussy little character. I’m not too proud to say that. I just don’t see me as a ‘dress’ up kind of guy. Buy hey if the mom wanted too, I would let her. Like you said, it makes the humans happy and smile. That’s our jobs!
Dear Bacon – 
Have you ever heard of the Red Hat Society? I’m a member and they have monthly meetings. I think you need to look it up in your area and do a posting on it. I think it would be fascinating. Signed Fun Times
Dear Fun Times – I’ll do that! I’ve heard mom talk about it with her friends. There’s also purple hats, right? 🙂 See, I do pay attention even though sometimes mom doesn’t think so. You wear that hat with pride and look forward to a posting in the future my friend.
Piglove 