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Dear Bacon – There I was taking one of my many power naps and this insistent knocking kept going on at my front door. I was not amused because I was dreaming. And I just happened to be at the best part where I was fixing to get that disgusting little mouse that wears two white gloves. I went to the door and the intruders were walking away. I’m off now to create a sign for the door, “Do not bother… unless you have mice”. Signed Jerry
Dear Jerry – Gulps. You were dreaming of getting the mouse that wears the two white gloves? Oh no… I think I’ll keep your letter away from my mom. She kind of likes him… a LOT. But yes I do get the meaning of your letter’s bottom line. Why do people come to the house uninvited? It irritates me too. But I think you handled it well. With that look, I would never come to your house again without calling first.
Dear Bacon – I’m so tired! It’s all I can do to hold my head and body up. I don’t want to take a nap – I may miss something then! So I positioned myself on the couch so I could still hear and see everything – especially the television – but yet be comfortable so I didn’t have to hold myself up. What do you think? Do I look comfy? Oh by the way, could you pass my a biscuit? Signed Kanga
Dear Kanga – I do say so my friend that you look absolutely comfy and what an genius way to position yourself so that you don’t a miss a thing. I myself know what the feeling is like when you are so tired but you gotta stay awake. Who knows when food might make an appearance and you definitely don’t want to miss out on that… or the gossip about the poodle next door. I’m just saying. You relax a bit. I’ll get you a couple of biscuits. Anything else? Water? Tea?
Dear Bacon – Let me introduce you to a new service here in the anipal world my friend. The humans have Uber and we have Duber. You call us and arrange a pick up and we will get you to your destination. Just look at this little guy. He partied WAY too hard tonight and called for a pick up so he wouldn’t get a DUI (Doggy Under the Influence) charge on him. I picked him up, strapped him in and now we are headed to his home. See, that’s an awesome service. What do you think? Signed Duber Driver
Dear Duber Driver – I think you may have something my friend. I love this! The humans aren’t the only ones that have moments of genius. I think you need to get this trademarked STAT. Just think of the money you can make – the biscuits and treats you can buy. Hey, do you have a president of your company? I think I have just the hooves for that position in marketing your new business.
Dear Bacon – There I was minding my own business when your daddy came over and visited me. I was like, “Jimmy, I got two people ahead of me before we can talk.” I think he might of been upset with the wait. I’m not sure – I really can’t see into the humans souls like I use to. But he waited for me and after my other friends left, we had a nice discussion about life and the insurances it doesn’t bring. Don’t worry, we didn’t talk about ya’ll one teeny tiny bit. Nope, not at all. It was purely business. Signed Grandma
Dear Grandma – WOW? Daddy actually left the Hotel Thompson to visit with you huh? I didn’t think he had that in him. And don’t worry. The man never gets upset. Not at all. He looks forward to talking to anyone. In fact, door to door salesmen don’t even come to our house anymore. They got tired of their ears being talked off by daddy. What can I say? He’s here and he’s a very friendly kind of guy.
Dear Bacon – Come closer Bacon – I’ll tell you a little secret. Sometimes I like standing in front of the mirror and looking at myself. Sometimes I even talk to myself. Why? Well, it’s lonely being a little hedgehog. Looking in the mirror makes it look like I have a friend that I can share secrets with that will never tell anyone else. See, it’s special. Do you ever do this? Signed Hilde the Hedgehog
Dear Hilde the Hedgehog – I think that’s beautiful my friend. You make your own company and you are so right about secrets. No way is that ‘other’ hedgehog going to tell anyone. I think it’s sweet and very creative of you to come up with this plan. I need to find me a mirror somewhere in the Hotel Thompson. But then again, what if my mirror shows me I’m fat? Shocker!
REMEMBER my friends, Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU. Please continue to email me your letters and pictures ❤
Oh my friends – we have an excellent Tale of Terror today on this 13th. It’s so scary, that I scared myself while typing it out for you to read. Are you ready? Do you think you can handle this today? It’s definitely a nail biter. You might want to turn on the lights. Don’t say I didn’t warn you my friends – enjoy.
Becky finally met her one and only – the man of her dreams. Not only was he good on the eyes but he was charming, had a great job and a great home. His house, that he referred to as his ‘bachelor pad’, was just a miniature mansion that had been in the family for years. They had only been dating for nine months but the day Josh proposed to Becky was one of the happiest days of her life…almost. They were in the drawing room and upon her saying yes to his question, a dove flew into the window breaking his neck. Should that have been a sign? A warning of such?
Becky moved into Josh’s home and started making it hers. Little by little, she put a feminine touch on it – adding pictures, flowers and dreaming of the day she would be married to Josh. Once she moved in though, that’s when the little things started. A slam of a door. A framed picture of her and Josh falling off the wall and across the floor shattering. Cabinet doors opening. Noises. All of this happening when she was alone. It was strange. Even one day when Josh was leaving, he had forgotten his phone. She ran out the front door to give it to him. She could have sworn she saw a woman in the back seat of his car. Was it just her imagination?
Then one night, they were in bed together and something woke her. When she opened her eyes, she could have sworn she saw a woman in a wedding dress walking out of their bedroom. She must have been dreaming… well that’s what she thought anyway.
The next day when Josh came home, he dropped his bag in the living room where she was sitting and a picture almost fell out. She reached down to pick up the picture and it was a woman. Why would her fiancee have a picture of another woman in his bag? She questioned him. That’s when he told her it was his wife. Wife?! His deceased wife. His deceased wife who fell down the stairs and broke her neck in that very house.
Of course that bit of news put a little ice on the situation. The next day after Josh went to work, a neighbor came over to talk to Becky. She told Becky that things weren’t as they appeared. The deceased wife was a good friend of hers and that was actually her house. Becky didn’t want to believe such things and asked her to leave. Upon her leaving, she gave her a cut out news article telling about the woman’s death and how the husband was actually a suspect. What?! What had she gotten herself into? He couldn’t have been. Instead of leaving, she stayed to discuss this with him. There’s always two sides to every story and she was in love with him.
When he came home, the questions began. He said it was his deceased wife’s house but he inherited it and thus it was a family home. And he was upstairs taking a shower when his wife fell down the stairs. He had nothing to do with it. Would you have believed him?
They went to bed that night and Becky couldn’t sleep. She just stared at him thinking and replaying everything in her mind about the information she had learned. Finally she got up to go downstairs to watch television to get her mind off of the situation. Upon her going down the staircase, she saw what appeared to be a woman laying at the foot of the stairs. The ghost like woman got up and floated up the stairs towards her. She was frozen in fright. The woman stopped in front of her and she could have sworn she heard, “Look in his nightstand”. Then the woman disappeared.
Now, she was not only seeing things she was hearing things? She went back into the bedroom and went to Josh’s nightstand. Taped underneath the top of the shelf of the night stand was an envelope. She quietly removed it and went downstairs to open it in the kitchen. When she did, she took off her engagement ring and left it on the kitchen counter with the paperwork. She left that night with the clothes on her back and never looked back.
What exactly was in the paperwork? It was a life insurance policy on her, Becky, for $250,000.00 – something she didn’t even know Josh had taken out on her.
Story premise care of My Haunted House
I’m not sure what was going on at the Hotel Thompson this morning but there was a lot of commotion. And the biggest thing, my schedule was off. This is not good in this little pig’s life. I have to maintain my schedule. I should have known something was off because after breakfast, mom wasn’t in a hurry to go to the worky place I had to double check my calendar to make sure that it was a work day for her and it was. This liitle pig got confused.
Then, she put me down for my nap and put the purr things in my room with me. That’s really odd because we *all* know that my room is well MY room. But mommy said it wouldn’t be for long.
And then the strangest thing happened. I heard people on the roof top. I only hear that once a year when the big jolly ole Santa Pig comes. Why would there be people up there now? And they were making a lot of noise. It sounded like they were dancing and doing jumping jacks up on the roof top. I just kept thinking that they were going to fall through my little ceiling.
Every once in a while they would stop and I could hear murmurs. One of the voices sounded like mom. How did she get up there? And who was she talking to? This was quite the little mystery for this little porker.
And then, all got quiet. The stomping noise stopped. The talking stopped. I heard car doors and then mom/dad came back inside of the house. They opened my bedroom door and I came out to find out what was going on. The purr things – they slept through the entire party! Can you believe that?
Mom/dad said that people had come to look at our roof. I’m not sure why. I mean it’s not like it’s something spectacular or anything. Just a roof. Mom/dad mentioned something about a price quote for a …. what was the word… it was long… replacement! That’s it. So, I guess we are going to be getting a new roof. Mom said that it would make it easier for Santa and his sleigh this Christmas. I sure hope so. I’ll keep you posted my friends.
P.S. I wonder when they come back, can I go up on the roof top and play? Hey MMMOOOMMMM –