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Cucumber Banana

20130724-232029.jpgTHAT’s IT!

Now I know exactly how to hide my bananas here at the Hotel Thompson.  Disguise them as cucumbers!  Daddy won’t touch cucumbers.  He’s the culprit.

Mommy buys *me* bananas but when I turn my back, daddy is eating them.  And you know what, he won’t share like mommy.  I don’t get it.  He has everything else in the house in the big ice box to eat.  Can he please leave my bananas alone?  Please?

Mommy calls me her monkey boy sometimes because I love bananas so much.  Can you do me a favor friends, can you tell my daddy that these are really made for this little oinker and not the human daddy?  Please – can you help a pig out?

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Posted by on 08/11/2018 in Bacon

 

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Wiggle Your Toes..or Paws…or Hooves Day

Journalist Rocky the Squirrel

Keeping my paws on the nuts of the world!

 Now friends – this is a holiday that we can ALL be involved in and celebrate.  Today is Wiggle Your Toes Day.  But let us not forget the ones that have paws or hooves.  So we shall change it just a bit to include ALL.

For humans, they cramp their toes into sneakers or Lord forbid heels all day.  Can you imagine that my fellow anipals?  Thankfully, us anipals are smarter than the average human.  We let our paws and hooves be free to wiggle everywhere all day long.  In the grass, in the water, in the sand – it doesn’t matter where.

And did you know that all toes are different in come in different sizes and shapes.  Some humans have less toes and some have more.  Some of us anipals even have webbed paws or toes.  All of us different.  But one thing is sure – We are *all* unique.

 
 

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I’ve Created a New Season – Happy Sprinter

This picture is from Wikipedia.  It shows the typical seasons – Spring, Summer, Fall and then Winter.  That’s the way it’s suppose to fall.  But this year, dear old Mother Nature is not playing fairly.  Mommy says she needs hormone shots and daddy says she needs more dates with Father Time.  I’m not sure which one is right.  I just know that maybe she needs a kick in the butt.  Yep, I said.  I kick right smack in the middle of her captains quarters.

You see, this weekend is what I’m talking about.  Saturday here at the Hotel Thompson we get up and it is beautiful.  There’s no other way to put it.  The birds are chirping (and that’s a story for another time – snorts), the sun is out, the wind is just right and the temperatures are in the 60’s.  You couldn’t ask for a more gorgeous day.

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Our neighbor Big Daddy had cut our yard and the back yard was spectacular.  Thanks Big Daddy!  We went out there and ran for a while.  Mommy says it was for me to get some sun and I said I understood.  Secretly I knew she wanted me to run some excess Winter weight off so I would sleep more deeply tonight.  I’m good with that.  I just wonder why she didn’t make daddy do the same.  Double snorts.

It was a wonderful day.  Lots of running, loving and snuggles.

Then BAM!  What a change Sunday.  Sunday brought us rain, cool weather and strong winds.  We could actually sit inside and hear the winds!  We all got up and had breakfast together.  It was so damp and yuck outside that after breakfast, we all went back to bed.  Now, I’m not hating days like this because usually, like this day, when we go back to bed we all get on the Select Comfort for a siesta.  It was great.

Picture this.  A king sized Select Comfort bed with two humans, one purr things, one pooch and a piggy.  Snorts, Me and Houdini are a 65 with mommy on the Select Comfort.  Daddy and Hemi are a 100.  That’s just too hard for this little oinker.  When we got up from our nap, it was still yuck outside.

Now, I’m telling you all of this for a reason.  It’s suppose to be Spring but it still acts like Winter.  I’m suggesting a new season called – Sprinter.  You get it?  Spring with Winter.  So sometime today, tell someone Happy Sprinter.  Then smile and remember my little story here.  🙂

Happy Sprinter my pals!

 
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Posted by on 03/31/2018 in Bacon, Hemi and Mouse Girl

 

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Dear Bacon

20130319-111324.jpgDear Bacon – I need some help.  I experience a lot of road rage when I’m driving these days.  Any suggestions?  Signed Mad Cat

Dear Mad Cat – First of all let’s just start with, what the heck are you thinking?  Step away from the back of the wheel.  That might be the problem in itself.  You should not be driving my furry little animal.  Leave that crazy behavior to the humans.

Step away!


20130319-111337.jpgDear Bacon – Just to show you, you’re not the only little four legged animal to be surfing the net.  I’m forever doing it myself while the missus sits on the couch behind me watching television.  Man, we can learn a lot from that internet, can’t we?  Signed Dog in Charge

Dear Dog in Charge – You got that right my friend.  The internet is huge.  Some of the things I find are unreal!  I’m glad to see you computer savvy.  I may have to get you to write an article for my blog!


20130319-111438.jpgDear Bacon – The humans – they are so funny… well they think they are.  The master put this watermelon on my head and then called me a melon head.  I don’t get it.  Do you?  Signed Melon Head

Dear Melon Head – I don’t get the saying but I do get the watermelon.  I love me some watermelon.  They can put it on my little head but it won’t stay there that long.  I will eat that watermelon rind in about 3 minutes flat!

Yum – Yum!


20130319-111502.jpgDear Bacon – As you know, when we find that comfy spot – we go for it.  This is how the master found me.  But I was good.   Really, I was.  Signed Contortionist Pooch

Dear Contortionist Pooch – WOW – that is quite the pretzel sleep look you got going there.  I’m all about getting into that one position that makes the Sandman come but that takes the top spot.  I don’t really have that kind of flexibility with you know my pot belly and everything.

You actually might have a career in the circus with the way that you can bend.  It kind of makes me hurt just looking at that position.


 

20130319-111535.jpgDear Bacon – You know how they say people wear their hearts on their sleeves?  Well, I wear mine on my hind quarters.  What do you think?  Signed Love

Dear Love – I have to admit I snorted and giggled.  That was funny my friend.  That is quite the birthmark you have there.  I think it’s kind of cute.  I like it my friend!  Wear it with pride.

 
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Posted by on 03/06/2018 in Bacon, Dear Bacon

 

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Dear Bacon

Dear Bacon – Busted!  But I tell you, I was set up.  Really I was.  You see, I saw the two legged kid in the house outside the other day making what he called mud pies.  I thought why couldn’t I make one?  They look delicious.  And trust me that kid was covered but no he didn’t get into trouble.  I get out there and start making pies and the entire world is coming to an end.  What do you think of that?  Signed Pie Maker

Dear Pie Maker – Personally, I don’t think that is the kind of pies that you eat.  Perhaps you can roll around in it to be cool – my kind has been doing that for years.  But to eat – shakes piggy head no.


  Dear Bacon – The humans left the house – check.  Got my bath in – check.  Got my robe on – check.  Got my snacks – check.  Got the remote – check.  There I was preparing to watch my show on television, America’s Top Bitches, then it happened. The humans came back home early.  What the cream cheese?!  What did they expect I was going to do while they were out – lay on the floor and take a nap?  Signed Comfy

Dear Comfy – I’m with you on that one my friend.  If my humans came home during my show, they would just have to pull up, sit down and shut up until the show was done.  I mean we are talking priorities here.


Dear Bacon – Help!?  My humans they watch Star Wars way too much.  This is how they are dressing me up for Halloween.  Lord help me.  One of my humans will be Darth Vader and the other Luke Skywalker.  Then there’s me in the middle.  The nerve of them to make me go out in this attire!  Signed Princess Leia

Dear Princess Leia – I got a couple of things to say my dear.  First – hubba hubba.  I love that outfit on you – you are gorgeous.  I’m sure the real Princess Leia is full of envy with the way you wear that hair.  Second up – you have to admit that the costumes will be original and that’s awesome.  Just think you will stand out among your peers.  Everyone will want to be you.  And you know for doing this, you will probably get extra treats.  I say wear it with style and look on the bright side you gorgeous babe!


  Dear Bacon – This is how we greet our human when he comes home from work.  This just shows to him what we think of him as royalty by being his welcome committee.  What do you think?  Signed Two Statues

Dear Two Statues – It’s okay my friends.  You can tell me.  You really stay there when he comes home to remind him of the royalty YOU are and that it is feeding time.  It will be our little secret and we won’t tell.  Zip – not a word.  I wish our stairs could support me on them… what am I talking about?  We don’t have stairs – snorts!


Dear Bacon – This photobomb thing has gone too far.  Every time I try to take a picture to post on my Pet Harmony account, this dog jumps in either behind, beside or in front.  What am I to do?  Signed Looking for Love

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Dear Looking for Love – Shaking piggy head.  You know my friend, brothers/sisters can be a pain in the rump in the house.  Might I suggest you to post HIS picture on Pet Harmony.  If he had a friend, he would surely leave you alone.  That would give you more time to find you a mate.


 

Remember my dear friends that Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU.  Please keep sending your pictures and letters to my email address.  

 
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Posted by on 10/24/2017 in Bacon, Dear Bacon

 

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Dear Bacon

Dear Bacon – Sometimes I smell things.  And then I see things.  No, i’m not a ghost.  You see it seems like the yard next to me has it going on with Stacy’s mom.  She’s always grilling and hanging out near the pool.  I just want to go over and play.  The other day, the laughter and the smells were so wonderful.  I stuck my head under the gate to see what was taking place.  I wasn’t really stuck but I acted like it to get everyone’s attention.  They came to the gate and invited me over.  What a party!  Signed Pup of the Party

Dear Pup of the Party – Hey dude, it sounds like you had the plan for the party.  You got an invite – I knew you would with that cute little grin.  Now go and play like a good fellow – tell Stacy’s mom I said hey.


Dear Bacon – My master likes to play in the yard and work the ground for a garden.  Rolls my doggy eyes.  I’ll help to a certain point – especially when he is planting the watermelon.  Who doesn’t love watermelon, right?  This is me helping my master out by holding his tools.  And I always say safety first – wear a hat to keep the sun out of your face.  Signed Garden Patch

Dear Garden Patch – Hey my friend I like the way you think.  Maybe your master should give my mom some lessons on growing watermelons.  I love those big balls of wonder.  They are so tasty – I even like eating the rind.  Licks piggy lips.  Now look what you have done.  My miniature pot-belly is rumbling for the hungry of a watermelon.  Maybe its not too late in the stores for mom to pick me up one?  I love you being a helping paw.  I think the humans could use more of them.  Take care my friend – happy gardening.


Dear Bacon – You *always* have that one sibling that can’t keep their tongue out of your ear.  Purrs in aggravation.  Dory has been ‘grooming’ my ear now for twenty minutes.  Can you please make her go away?  If I screech at her, she’ll run to mommy that I’m not playing nice.  Girls – eeww.  Signed Marlin

Dear Marlin – Girls.  That’s all you had to say my friend.  You can’t live with them and you definitely can’t live without them.  You have nerves of steel to let your sister Dory bother you for that long.  Hopefully, it will be over soon.  If not, perhaps you can stretch and tell her you need a bathroom break.  Just a thought!


Dear Bacon – I am not amused.  Really, I’m not.  The human insisted that I needed a bath.  I could have done my own thank you very much.  But no – the human wanted to give me one.  Help me.  That’s all I gotta say and I’m thinking my look says it all.  Signed Cat in a Shower Cap

Dear Cat in a Shower Cap – Well, wait a minute I need to get a straight face for this, you look all nice and clean.  How ironical that your mom picked out a Tweety Bird towel for you.  It’s kind of fitting.  And that shower cap – OMP – perfect.  No sense in getting water in those cute little perky ears.  Go with it my friend.

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Dear Bacon –  Some people use dowsing rods to find paranormal activity.  I don’t need those.  Some people even use a sixth sense to find paranormal activity.  I don’t need those either.  Heck, I don’t need to find anything paranormal.  I just need to find food.  And let me tell you, with these ears of mine I can find all of the food I want.  They lead me and I follow.  There’s much to appreciate in letting your ears lead you.  Signed Food on the Run

Dear Food on the Run – I say let it be my friend – let it be!  Lead on to the food and pig out!

 

 

 

 

 

 
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Posted by on 09/19/2017 in Bacon, Dear Bacon

 

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That’s IT!

20130724-232029.jpgTHAT’s IT!

Now I know exactly how to hide my bananas here at the Hotel Thompson.  Disguise them as cucumbers!  Daddy won’t touch cucumbers.  He’s the culprit.

Mommy buys *me* bananas but when I turn my back, daddy is eating them.  And you know what, he won’t share like mommy.  I don’t get it.  He has everything else in the house in the big ice box to eat.  Can he please leave my bananas alone?  Please?

Mommy calls me her little monkey boy sometimes because I love bananas so much.  Can you do me a favor friends, can you tell my daddy that these are really made for this little oinker and not the human daddy?  Please – can you help a pig out?

 
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Posted by on 08/05/2017 in Bacon

 

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