Get A Different Name Day

Journalist Rocky the Squirrel here –

“Keeping my paws on the nuts of the world!”

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February 13th is Get a Different Name Day – This day is created for those who are not fond of the name given to them at birth.  It wasn’t our choosing.  Rather, our parents bestowed it upon us.  If you like your given name, fabulous!  If NOT, then today is the day to take advantage of it and change your name for the day.

What will your new name be?  I was bestowed the name of Rockford Pygmy Sciuridae.  I know, it’s a mouthful.  That’s why I go by the name of Journalist Rocky the Squirrel.

Bacon’s full name is Bacon Porkchop Thompson.  I interviewed the little pig and asked him what he would change his name to for the day.  The little chap has a sense of humor.  He had a few and here are some of them:

• Brad Bacon Pitt (He thinks he can get Miss Piggy with this name)
• Bacon Bond 003 1/2   (The pig watches too much James Bond)
• Kevin Bacon (Even I rolled my eyes on this one)
• Hamm (He said he wanted to try another breakfast meat – that pig!)

What would your name be for today?  I would love to know.

 

Let’s Play a Game Shall We?

Okay my friends – Let’s Play a Game – a fun game.  Let our imagination’s work overtime to see what we can come up with on this subject.

If you had to be trapped in a television show for a month – which show would you choose?

Personally, I would choose Green Acres.  I think I could have an awesome time with Arnold.

Houdini would like to choose Scooby Doo.  He mumbled something about scooby snacks and that he would like to give Scrappy Doo a run for his money.

Hemi would like to join the ranks of Puss in Boots in the Shrek movie and perhaps teach them some things – snorts (sounds just like Hemi!)

Mouse Girl would like to hang out with Binx in Hocus Pocus.  That way she can actually talk to people and let them know what she thinks.  Also I think she has the hots for Binx – I’m just saying – snorts!

Daddy would like to hang out with any James Bond movie ever – he loves all of those shows and thinks he’s a bit of Bond character – snorts.

Mom would like to hang out in the movie Castaway.  (1) perhaps she could get some rest and (2) perhaps she could lose some weight – double win huh?

 

Dear Bacon

I’m BBAACCKK!  After a wonderful month off from my regular routine, I am back with my normal postings.  Hope you enjoyed my 31 Days of Spook my friends – now back to some wonderful Dear Bacon issues with anipals that need help –

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Dear Bacon –  I have a slight problem here.  I’m always being watched.  Always.  It’s like I get no peace or alone time.  What can I do?  He’s watching me now, isn’t he?  Signed Helpless

Dear Helpless –  WOW!  He is watching you right this instance.  What is he writing a book – are you chapter 3?  The dude needs to leave you alone.  You need to fix this now.  Perhaps the next time he is in the other room, maybe you need to shut the door.  Or persuade him into a closet.  You know, something along those lines.  Sshheessh – a purr thing has to have their alone time.  Good luck my friend.

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Dear Bacon –  With the cold weather coming, I have to use anything to keep my head warm.  They say if the head is warm, your entire body is warm.  I think this is doing the trick.  I found it in the miniature human’s room.  What do you think?  Signed Cat Heater

Dear Cat Heater – My friend.  I think you might want to rethink that head warmer.  Tell me it’s new and not slightly used too okay.  You see, that is not a head warmer.  That is one of the miniature humans butt warmers.  I’ve seen them.  What happens in them is not pretty.  Not pretty at all.  Although it does have a certain appeal as apparel, I’m afraid the other purr things in the hood might just laugh you out of the neighborhood and not let you play in their kitty games.  I’m just sayin’.

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Dear Bacon – Life is not fair.  Halloween only comes but once a year and I am so very glad.  Can you believe that my humans dressed me up like a poop factory for the big day?  I’m so humiliated.  Why couldn’t they dress up the small human that cries all of the time like this?  Why me?  I mean my poop is no more than the humans.  Really.  Please help me.  Signed Poop Factory

Dear Poop Factory – I have to admit my friend that the costume is very original.  I saw a lot of costumes on the big night but I think yours might be the icing on the cake.  I say wear it with pride.  I know it’s humiliating.  But I assure you that Christmas is just around the corner.  You know what needs to be done to the Christmas tree.  You know just as a token of your appreciate for this outfit.  Snorts.

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Dear Bacon – Where there’s a bag, you know a cat is there to play.  My buddy snapped this picture of me while I was playing pop goes the kitty in the bag.  Talk about perfect timing huh?  I think my abs look better than your pot belly.  What do you think?  Signed Abercrombie Cat

Dear Abercrombie Cat – OMP (Oh my pig).  That is hilarious.  This picture is so priceless that I’m going to let the shot of my physique just go right on by.  I say bravo to you and your brother for the perfect picture taking.  I think this needs to go viral, perhaps be in a Cats of 2015 calendar or a Christmas card.  Maybe even sneak on your parents Facebook account and post this picture.  Great job my friends.  Now, I’m off to look for me an equally charming shopping bag.  I wonder if they have one with James Bond somewhere here in the Hotel Thompson.

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Dear Bacon – For some reason, I think there is an impersonator here in the room with me.  I woke up from one of my many naps this morning, waddled into the living room and found HIM.  HIM is not talking, not purring and not moving.  I think he’s trying to wait for me to turn my back.  I just know he is.  What do you think?  Signed Chucky

Dear Chucky – Oh my!  I think you need to be careful there little guy.  It looks like HIM is preparing to pounce on you.  That could be really dangerous.  I can only imagine what kind of damage he could do to you.  Shivers.  Thank goodness HIM is not here.  Be careful.  Maybe never turn your back to him.  That’s it.  Be vigilant!

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Thanks my friends for your letters and pictures for my Dear Bacon issues.  I can’t do this without you.  Please remember to send me your letters/pictures to my email.  ❤ you!

 

More Conversations Between Mom and Dad

Sometimes I listen to the radio.  Sometimes I watch my television.  Sometimes I listen to mom and dad talk.  I know I shouldn’t ‘piggy eavesdrop’ with mom and dad.  But sometimes, I just can’t help myself.  The conversations those two have are quite enlightening.  Last night, I overheard mom tell daddy the following.  Get ready to roll your eyes – it was a good one.

Mom – Hey honey.  James Bond and a chicken cross paths.  James Bond tells the chicken, “Hey, my name is Bond, James Bond.  What’s yours?”  You know what the chicken said?

Dad – No.  What did he say?

Mom – “My name is Ken, Chick Ken.”

Then mommy started snorting and laughing so hard.  (Now you see where I get my snorting from – I know you always wondered).  Yep, it was priceless.  Daddy is a big James Bond fan.  He didn’t find that little bit of amusement as funny as mom.  It was a hoot to me and mom.  Go figure.

Then dad later on in the night asked mom a questioned.  She told him the answer.  He told her she was wrong.  She asked him what the answer was.  Get this – he didn’t know!?  How can you ask a question, tell the person they are wrong and then not know the right answer?  What kind of bizarre evil is that?

I tell you my friends – *NEVER* a dull moment here at the Hotel Thompson.  NEVER!

 

Get A Different Name Day

 

Journalist Rocky the Squirrel here –

“Keeping my paws on the nuts of the world!”

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February 13th is Get a Different Name Day – This day is created for those who are not fond of the name given to them at birth.  It wasn’t our choosing.  Rather, our parents bestowed it upon us.  If you like your given name, fabulous!  If NOT, then today is the day to take advantage of it and change your name for the day.

What will your new name be?  I was bestowed the name of Rockford Pygmy Sciuridae.  I know, it’s a mouthful.  That’s why I go by the name of Journalist Rocky the Squirrel. 

Bacon’s full name is Bacon Porkchop Thompson.  I interviewed the little pig and asked him what he would change his name to for the day.  The little chap has a sense of humor.  He had a few and here are some of them: 

• Brad Bacon Pitt (He thinks he can get Miss Piggy with this name)                         
• Bacon Bond 003 1/2   (The pig watches too much James Bond)
• Kevin Bacon (Even I rolled my eyes on this one)
• Hamm (He said he wanted to try another breakfast meat – that pig!)

What would your name be for today?  I would love to know. 

 

BOLO REPORT!!

This is an All Points Rock Bulletin –

Please be on the lookout for one missing pet rock.  The missing pet rock goes by the name of Bashful.  Bashful has been known to travel internationally to the nether regions of the world and to hang out in bars with the underlords.  Don’t let his demure look fool you.  Although his name is innocent, he is not.  He is a known womanizer.  Just look at the grin on his face – now we all know why it is permanent.

If you see this rock culprit, do not approach or apprehend him for fear you will be his next victim. He has the morals of a rolling stone and the suaveness of the spy double oh seven and a half.

Please send me an email at baconthompson@gmail.com with any sightings.

Thank you for your time.

 

Bashful is Back Home – YAY!

 Bashful made it back to the Hotel Thompson from Australia!  

We all stayed up really late last night talking about his travels and misadventures.  OMP (oh my pig)!  He had a blast down under.  And like Las Vegas, some things that happened in Australia stay in Australia if you know what I mean – winks winks.

You’re not going to accept that, are you?  You want the juicy details of his wicked time with Bimby while making his short silent movie Rockadile Dundee.  I’m sorry.

I can’t tell you any of the juicy details.  Bashful said that a gentlerock does not talk about his ladies.  aaaww – I raised that little pebble right!

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The little international rolling stone came home with some great treasures of his time spent with his host family.  The above left handed picture is Bashful in his suit that he wore to the wedding. What a handsome little guy!  He now refers to that suit as his 007 Rock Bond outfit.  What a riot!  He told me late last night that he wore his suit out one night when he took Bimby out for a date – 🙂

The picture to the right is of Bashful and his Australian outback hat.  What a looker!  And you see that item behind him?  That is a hand painted boomerang from Australia that came home with him.  I’ve already caught him throwing it around the house.  We’ve all learned how to duck really fast with that thing flying about.  And never fear about his cross eyed look in the picture.  I think he was slightly inebriated from the long flight home.  You know, they’ll serve anyone a drink these days in the happy air above.  I guess there is no ‘under age’ in the sky.

This picture to the left is of the other goodies that Bashful came home with that was in his luggage.  Stickers of all different things – Koala bears, snakes and Kangaroos.  Bashful told me that I could have some of them to put in our bedroom – I can’t wait to decorate my board.

And you know, they didn’t forget mom either.  See that fluffy pen in the picture?  It’s a Mickey Mouse pen!  It lights up when you write with it.  Mommy is in love with that pen.  I do believe she took it to the worky place so she can use/look at it every day.

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Fozziemom and company was even so nice to send the purr things some treats.  Trust me, those little vultures jumped on that bag like it was crack!

And talking about crack – snorts.  See that can to the left beside the Koala pouch, Bashful is hooked on that stuff!  Mom/dad tried some last night and gave me a small bite.  OMP (oh my pig!).  It is GOOD!  No wonder that little Bashful couldn’t stay out of it.  It’s peppermint glory.

And you’re probably wondering about that Koala pouch.  It is the cutest little thing that zips up.  There was something amazing in that little pouch.  I’m getting too ahead of myself so you’ll have to wait for what it was. I promise to tell you.

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And of course, we have to show a picture of the intellectual Bashful with his glasses on and sporting his hat.  Can you believe he went to bed last night wearing that?  And yes, he used his specks when he was reading to us out loud about his adventures in his travel log.

Can you believe that we also had a slide show of his side trip to Sydney?  Oh gracious – it was a hoot.  He visited so many places while down under.  I think we will be hearing about his tales for some time to come.

But, we are talking about the international rolling stone – my Bashful.  He will be home for a couple of more days and then he is off to his next host family and his next adventure.  Where will it be?  Only me and the next host family will know.

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But before he hops that plane, we had to take some family pictures of the “Rock Clan”.  There they all are on their sofa in their bedroom getting to know each other.

From left to right, they are:

Princess Coralena (from Hawaii), Mannie (from France), Virginia (from Virginia), Bashful and wait a minute – who is that?

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May I introduce you to the newest member of the Hotel Thompson.  This is Rockelle from Australia.  She is in this picture wearing Bashful’s Australian hat and wait – what is that?  She is siding up with Bashful and they are a twosome?!  Stop the presses – Bashful came home with a girlfriend?!  And they know how to grow them in Australia.  She has the cutest little accent and look at that purple eyeshadow.  She has so woo’ed the little guy.

And you’re probably wondering about how Princess Coralena must be feeling about this.  Well, let’s just say there’s going to be a rock fight about whose rock Bashful really is.  I can feel it in my bones.  But Bashful, he’s a young tyke.  He needs to experience life right now.  He can always settle down when he hangs up his travel boots, right?

So, to Fozziemom and clan – thank you so much for hosting a great time for the little fellow.  I know he had an awesome time and will always cherish his memories with you in Australia.  You were great.

But the bottom question remains – where will Bashful end up next?

 

Possible Careers for this Oinker at Large!

You know it gets to a point in a little pigs life that he has to start thinking about his future. Even Bashful has already started thinking about a career as a police rock. The little fellow has high ambitions. He’s working on his ‘demanding, authoritative’ voice now. It’s a work in progress.

So that got me thinking. I really need to start thinking about a career. You know, just in case I have to support mom/dad in their senior years. What? It could happen. So here are some possibilities that I have come up with.

 I’m still thinking about a life on the opposite side of crime. It kind of runs in the family. 🙂 There are K9’s out there that help detect bombs and drugs. Why can’t there be a Pig Detector? With my snout, I have a strong sense of smell. I think I could also detect bombs and drugs… of course with the right amount of training.

I wonder if the academy would take me? I think I’ll look into this and find the number in mom’s phone later. Maybe she can even pull a few strings for me and get me enrolled. And hey, if I get in then perhaps we can get Bashful in later? It’s worth a shot, right?

 

And I’m still not giving up on the idea of being a pilot. That would be pigawesome! If I could fly an airplane, perhaps this would finally put to rest the old saying about when pigs can fly. I mean heck with enough thrust any of us can take flight… even if it is only for a couple of minutes.

If I could fly a plane, just think of the possibilities. Do you think Delta would hire me? I could spruce up the old resume. How would you feel the next time you were flying and the pilot was ME? Of course, I would oink first before I told you we were taking off and I would try to keep the turbulence down. Thoughts?

 

 

Oh the days of being a cowboy.. running around the great pastures… all of that open space and fields.

Okay – maybe not a cowboy. I’m not that ready for nature yet.

Give me a little bit and I might change my mind.

But for now, let’s skip this for the time being.

 

 

What about working in road construction. Hey in Atlanta, Georgia, they are *always* working on the roads. I could direct traffic with the best of them. Maybe even my favorite news channel, Fox 5, here would do a special on me.

I can see it in lights now – “Tonight at 11PM – special on oinker that directs traffic in busy downtown Atlanta. Don’t miss it!”

Oh, that sent chills up my spine. This could definitely be a possibility my friends.

 

So what do ya’ll think my friends? Do you think any of these would work for me or do I need to keep looking for different jobs. Where was my guidance counselor when I was in school? Let me know. I’m up for suggestions my friends.  Just think of the possibilities! 

Oink XOXO – Bacon

Note: pictures found on the Internet

 

Get a Different Name Day

Journalist Rocky the Squirrel here – keeping his paws on the nuts of the world –

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This just in –

February 13th is Get a Different Name Day – This day is created for those who are not fond of the name given to them at birth.  It wasn’t our choosing.  Rather, our parents bestowed it upon us.  If you like your given name, fabulous!  If NOT, then today is the day to take advantage of it and change your name for the day.

What will your new name be?  I was bestowed the name of Rockford Pygmy Sciuridae.  I know, it’s a mouthful.  That’s why I go by the name of Journalist Rocky the Squirrel. 

Bacon’s full name is Bacon Porkchop Thompson.  I interviewed the little pig and asked him what he would change his name to for the day.  The little chap has a sense of humor.  He had a few and here are some of them: 

• Brad Bacon Pitt (He thinks he can get Miss Piggy with this name)                         
• Bacon Bond 003 1/2   (The pig watches too much James Bond)
• Kevin Bacon (Even I rolled my eyes on this one)
• Hamm (He said he wanted to try another breakfast meat – that pig!)

What will your new name be for the day?  Please share – I would love to know.

This is Journalist Rocky the Squirrel reporting out – Have a nice day!