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Paw Time with Houdini

Barks!  Hello my friends to another weeks edition of Paw Time with Houdini.  This week I have lots to share with you.  This week I got to go to work with mommy!  Let me tell you – that is some fun stuff.  All week long she kept telling me that one day this week she would bring me.  Every day, I kept waiting at the front door.  Finally the day came.  She got my “work” shirt out and changed my clothes.  Then, it was off to the worky place!

But first, we went through a local drive thru for some breakfast.  When they saw me in my “work” shirt, they asked if I could have some nuggets for breakfast.  Mom said yes and they gave me my big boy breakfast too just like mom’s.  It was so cool.  I gave them a high five and then we went to worky place.  Of course, I came in and made it be known that I was on patrol now – no more games today – barks!  I ate my breakfast and made some rounds with mom.  Peeps kept talking about how skilled I was.  I would walk around with mom and when she stopped to chat, I would stop at her feet and sit.  They said I was ‘trained’.  I say I gotta act right because I like coming to the worky place, right?  Every once in a while, mom would make sure we did our rounds, took potty breaks and checked in with everyone.  You know – just to make sure everyone was behaving – barks.

And then when I wasn’t on patrol, I crawled up on mom’s desk to help her out.  You know with counting and typing and keeping her organized.  It’s a hard job but someone has to do it, right?  She got a lot done this day because she had my toes to help with her counting.

I also helped her make her phone calls, type correspondence and gave it all my paw of approval.  After a while, more of her co-workers came in and checked me out.  They were all taking a break later and went into the huge garage area to play some b-ball… you know basketball.  I asked mom if I could go too and she let me.

   It was a great time!  I got to run with the big boys and practice my dribbling.  I even shot a ball off the rim… of course with some assistance from one of my teammates.  Who says little dogs can’t jump.  Look for me soon in the NBA my friends!

Well that’s all for me my friends – yawns – I hope you had a wonderful week as well.  Happy weekend!

 

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Paw Time with Houdini

Welcome my friends to another week of Paw Time with Houdini.  I hope you had a terrific week full of fun and treats. Next week is leading up to something special – sshh come closer – mom’s birthday is next Friday.  Can you believe that she is going to be 25 again?  I was shocked too.  But that’s our little secret.

This week at the Hotel Thompson, I’ve learned some more new things.  First up, the rug near the front door is not suppose to be chewed.  Who knew huh?  Mom says it’s one of her favorite rugs and a certain little pooch now has teeth marks in it.  What?  Looks innocent.  I wonder who did that?  Bacon?  Hemi?  Mouse Girl?  But I have to tell you that rug is intriguing.  It calls my name and taunts me.  Really it does.  Have you ever had something like that calling your name and tempting you?  It’s harsh.

This next thing I’ve learned is something that scared mom – I’m not sure why.  She lives with us anipals so she should expect the unexpected, right?  Okay look at this picture – stunning me hanging out on mom’s cchhaaiisseee.  See here is the game.  I climb up on top and when mom walks by I jump out at her.  She catches me and then nuzzles my chin and belly.  Okay I admit the first time I did it, she was shocked and surprised.  But after that, she expects it now.  I don’t do it to daddy for obvious reasons.  I don’t think he would see me.  And I’m not afraid of jumping or daddy not catching me.  Nope not me.  I’m brave.  I’m afraid of the impact on the nice wood floor – barks!

See I am smart.  Don’t let my size fool you.  I’m not short.  I’m six pounds of fun size.

   And a special shout out today to Easy, mine and Bacon’s close friend and brother.  You are awesome!!  He sent me a gift for my birthday last week.  I got a package in the mail yesterday here at the crib.  All the way from France and made out to moi.  I was so excited.  I just knew it was from me.  Daddy opened the package and I was jumping all over the place telling him to hurry up.  After a gazillion hours, he finally opened it but NNOOO mom had to take a quick picture first.  BARKS!  Look at all of the goodies – a shirt, a handkerchief, Shit Happens bags, a card and a squeaky toy.  All of which say “HEART BREAKER”.  aawaw – you are awesome my sweet friend.  AND I ❤ it all… even the Shit Happens baggies… which will come in handy trust me.

 But you know what was my favorite, right?  The squeeze heart. Oh my dogs!  It’s the best.  It makes a different squeak than my other toys and it’s L.O.U.D.  It’s absolutely the best.  I played with it and played with it and then played with it some more.  In fact when mom put me to bed last night, she didn’t know I had put it in my bedroom.  She and the neighbors didn’t know until they heard me playing with it around 2:00 AM.  BARKS with laughter.  Hey I dog has to play right brother?  Thanks again my friend – you are the best!

Well that’s all for me my friends – yawns – I hope you had a wonderful week as well.  Happy weekend!

 

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It Wasn’t the Talking Gecko

So mom went out Saturday to get the mail from the mailbox.  There she was somewhat still in her pajamas and barefooted.  Us animals know because we were all watching her from the front door.  Me, Houdini, Hemi and Mouse Girl all bundled together with the heat from the sun coming through the storm door looking out for our mom.  You know just in case something happened we would all be there for her.

She made it to the mailbox.  We saw.  We were so proud of her.  Then she started back.  That’s when it happened.  Mom squealed higher than me, jumped higher than the purr things and then ran faster than Houdini to the front door.  We didn’t know what happened.  All we heard was hysterics and heavy breathing.  Daddy went outside with his magnifying glass in one hand and mom’s iPhone camera in the other.  All he could make out from mom was on the house in the corner.

He came back in snorting a bit. He asked mom to look at the gazillion pictures he took to see if he got the guy that made her try out for a triathlon.  Much to mom’s amazement, he did.  Not so bad for a guy with limited vision – he got the cute little guy.  I wonder if he wants to come in and help us out when mom is running late for work?  Snorts with piggy laughter.

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Posted by on 06/22/2015 in Bacon

 

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Piggy Ramblings

I’ve got a lot on my piggy mind lately.  Nothing particular just aimless ramblings from my point of view.  I do a lot of listening around the Hotel Thompson.  Sometimes it’s better to listen than oink.  So today I’m going to share some of those things that I’ve heard.

Mom has an ear ache.  She told daddy she could hear it slushing.  I’m not sure what that means but it doesn’t sound good.

Houdini got groomed this week.  Now he’s walking around like he owns the place.  Go figure huh?

Coming up this week is a long weekend.  I’m glad.  I need some extra snuggles from mom.  I think she could use it too.

I’ve gotten more used to the feel of grass on my hooves.  I still don’t like it but I don’t hide from it anymore.  I still think of myself as more of an air conditioned piggy than a hot piggy.

There’s something big that has happened in my life.  I’m hoping to share more about it next month.  It’s huge.  It’s been a little over a month and I’ve been adjusting to it.  It’s big.  Heck, we’ve all been adjusting to it here at the Hotel Thompson.  Just wait until you find out about it.  You’ll be thrilled too.

Mom has started that DIEt thing again.  Lord help us all.  She says that she needs to do it so dad can get aboard the DIEt thing.  Shakes piggy head.  Help me.  I’m saying that now because I can tell it’s going to be rough the next couple of months.

Hemi should join that show called Fear Factor.  Mom says so because he has no fear.  He has been jumping around the house from shelves to couch to mom’s chaise.  Of course mom gets on to him but he still does it.  I heard mom tell dad that Hemi was pushing her over the edge and it was a short trip.  I don’t get that because I haven’t seen any edges like that in the house.

Mouse Girl has gained weight.  Maybe she needs to be put on the DIEt thing.  I’m not sure.  She is what did dad say, butt heavy.  And of course, Houdini has the biggest crush on her.  I mean huge.  Houdini keeps chasing after her and you want to hear something funny.  Of course, I don’t get it but mom and dad laugh hysterically when daddy says it.  Every time Houdini chases Mouse Girl, dad tells Houdini, “Leave her alone Houdini.  She’s too much pussy for you.”  What?  I don’t get it.

 
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Posted by on 05/21/2015 in Bacon, Hemi and Mouse Girl, Houdini

 

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Shuffles Hooves

I have to start by saying I’m coming out of hibernation.  See my fur.  It’s coming off.  I’m shedding.  I do that.  Then we are *all* under stress here at the Hotel Thompson.  This is a picture from last week.  We still had carpet… then. 🙂 That’s all I’m saying about that.  Tomorrow is a big day here.  I can’t tell you anymore than that – well except it’s almost over.

I can tell you though that last week I might have cornered a worker here at the Hotel Thompson.  Might is a pretty strong word.  See, who would have known that a strong, tall guy could be afraid of a little oinker.  He was working in the kitchen.  I thought I would check on him and walked up behind him and oinked.  You know he jumped pretty high – I was amazed.  So there I was having a conversation with him and oinking.  He squealed pretty high too.  Then mom came in holding the little guy Houdini and was trying to wrestle me out of the kitchen.  I was just trying to help… really I was.  Raise your hand if you believe me.  I see you – thank you.  Stupid worker.

 
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Posted by on 04/15/2015 in Bacon

 

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Paw Time with Houdini

 Hello my new friends for another update with Paw Time with Houdini.  Life is continuing to be so much fun here at the Hotel Thompson.  I turned 7 months old this week.  Can you believe that?  Time is going by so fast and I’m having so much fun!

The other anipals here – Bacon, Hemi and Mouse Girl – have all been so helpful.  I’ve learned a lot from them.  Even daddy says that I’m growing up and out of the puppy stage.  You’re probably wondering what have I learned right?  Well, for one thing how to jump.  You see there is this dreaded gate that separates me and Bacon from the kitchen area.  Well we all know that is where the good stuff is because if not it wouldn’t be off limits, right?  I’ve been watching Hemi and Mouse Girl and how they jump over said gate into the land of plenty called the kitchen.  Yesterday, I jumped on the sofa near the gate.  I crawled to the edge and looked over and guess what.  It’s not that big of jump so I jumped.  I was in the kitchen of plenty before anyone knew it.  In fact, I was in there a LONG time before daddy knew I was missing – BARKS!  The only reason he knew I was missing was because I sat in the kitchen barking like mad for him to let me back in so I could go to my room to potty.  So you see, the purr things have taught me the freedom trail to the kitchen – thanks ya’ll.

And Bacon has taught me the way to the humans hearts.  When it’s bedtime and I don’t want to go yet, just look cute and loving.  Licking and giving kisses also helps the situation.  If I do this 9 times out of 10, mom will take me to the big bed with them for a bit for some extra loving.  Thanks Bacon for the advice.

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And fetch.  I ❤ me some fetch.  Oh my doggy wonder – fetch is the bestest game ever invented.  This ball I have in my mouth here in this picture is my favorite ball in the entire world. It was a gift from my friend Easy.  The little holes in the ball make it easy for me to sink my teeth into it and I don’t give it up easily.

In fact, daddy says I need more training in fetch.  You see, I get the ball gets thrown.  I get the fact that I ‘fetch’ the ball and bring it back.  I don’t know the concept of letting the ball go to be thrown again.  Heck no – this is my ball and my game.  I am so strong willed in keeping my ball that you can pick the ball up and I will hang from it growling.  My ball.  Barks!  See the humans don’t understand the fact that I’m not playing fetch.  Nope.  I’m playing tug-a-war.  BARKS and rolls with laughter.  Who needs training now?

 

 

 

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Paw Time with Houdini

 Yawns – Hello my new friends of Bacon.  Welcome back to my Paw Time with Houdini.  A lot has happened in a week.  I got my stitches out and my cone of shame has been removed.  Well, part of that is right – barks.  Mom and dad took me to the vet’s office to have my stitches out and guess what.  Go ahead guess.  Jumps around hopping with excitement.  Can you guess?  My stitches were already out!  Did you guess that?  Mom says it was because I was being too active and jumping and hopping and pouncing at everything.  I’m not sure.  I’m just glad the cone of shame is off.   They also checked my mouth because I had four teeth extracted the same date as my procedure.  Everything looked great and I don’t have to go back until the end of this year – YAY!  Jumps around with joy.

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 Some people have asked how big I am.  Personally, my inner dog thinks I’m as big as a St. Bernard and I weigh over 100 pounds.  In fact, while we were at the vet’s office they weighed me again.  They said their scales stated 6.2 pounds.  I think they need to have their scales recalculated and I demanded to be reweighed again.  No way I can be 6.2 pounds – I’m too fierce for that.  Don’t believe me?  Listen closely – ggrroowwll – were you scared?

This is a picture that Bacon took of me playing with mom’s hand.  Mom has to be a freak with such a large hand because again I can’t be that small.  See the fierceness in me? Mom calls me her little firecracker.

I’m leaving you today with a funny that I found during my ‘procedure’.  Bacon has been teaching me how to blog and I hope you like my weekly edition.  Have a great weekend my new found friends – barks out!

 

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Freaky Friday Mix Up

Dear Diary,

Something wicked has happened to me. I’m not sure what to think about this. It started out like usual and then it went far left really quick. I’m getting ahead of myself like I normally do so let me start from the beginning. This is what happened:

Yawn and stretch. Hhhmm – eyebrows straight up – that felt different. My stretch was more… well stretchy. Strange. It felt like I had long and fluid legs… not my usual short and stout ones. Maybe I’m losing weight – yeah that has to be it. Opens eyes and looks around my room. What is that insistent chirping noise? It’s coming from beyond the window in my bedroom. I stand up and stretch again. Man, I must be really losing weight. I felt my back, my legs and even my tail stretch on that one. There goes that chirping again. Dude, that’s got to stop.

I walked over to the window and that was another strange thing. My hooves on my bedroom floor didn’t make the regular clickety-clack sound. Strange but okay. I gotta eat some more. I looked up at the window ledge and didn’t think twice before I jumped up on it. WOW – I can jump! Wonder why I never did that before? I looked out the window and spotted those singing creatures outside. Those would so make a wonderful two piece snack. Snap, did I say that? And oh looky – there is Mr. Parson’s furry things. HISS! Double HISS! What in the world?! Where did that come from? Shakes head – things are weird this Friday.

I hear mom in the kitchen and the next thing I knew she was saying, “Frühstück”. I immediately jumped down and went down the hallway. Hey, I’m hungry for some breakfast. I hope she made tuna. I then stopped immediately in my tracks. What?! How did I know German? And tuna for breakfast? Today is strange.

I continued to the kitchen and that’s when weird became super weird. I walked up to mom and swished my body against her legs and bit her ankle. What in the world?! Mom started fussing at me and I started talking back to her. What? I don’t do that. I ate my breakfast and then spied an empty box in the living room. Oh squeal – this is my lucky day! I looked at mom and made one last meow at her and went in the front room jumping in the box. What in the heck just happened? I meowed and jumped in a box. WHAT?! Something is definitely wrong. I ran to my bedroom and looked in the mirror. Blinked several times and shook myself. I must still be dreaming. There is no way this can be real. I’m Tigerlino?! Oh dear, that must have been some bad strawberries I had last night. I can’t be a boy kitty. No way! No wonder I could jump. This can’t be happening. A nap. That’s what I need – a power nap.

So Diary. I thought it was just a dream. All I had to do was go back to sleep and finish this dream. That’s it. I’m a pig. I’m not a cat. No way! So the power nap commenced. I woke up after an hour or so and just *knew* it would be better… so I thought. This is what happened then:

Slowly I started to wake. It felt funny. It didn’t feel like my soft bed. This felt like paper. I looked underneath me and somehow I had fell asleep on the newspapers. Ha – I guess that was my way of keeping on top of the current events. I went to stand and tripped over my two front feet – clumsy me. I stretched and then I was off to look for the ladies room. I found it and chattered until I got some privacy. That’s when I smelled the coffee from mom. She was at the fridge getting some of that delicious evaporated milk for her warm cup. I walked over and pleaded by going in and out of her legs and talking to her until she caved. She fixed me a little bowl and it was pure heaven! The only thing that could have made this better was some strawberry yogurt. Licks lips and starts to clean myself. Oh snap! I didn’t know I could bring my back leg up over my head?! Oh dear heavens – call Circus Soleil – this she kitty has skills!

What? What did I just say?! Oh my, something is very wrong. What is mommy doing now? Oh Himmel! Here comes that monster in the closet. Screech! and runs off to the bedroom to hide under the bed. I’m shaking. I’m scared. That monster in the closet is like a scary movie waiting to happen!

But wait a minute. Why am I hiding under the bed and still speaking German?! I keep repeating to myself, “This can’t be real. This can’t be real.” I slowly crawl out from underneath the bed and look in the mirror. Holy bat kitty – look at that sexy purr thing – wolf whistles. Wait a minute, that sexy purr thing whistled back at me. I move my arm and she moved her arm. Oh no. Oh no. I finally looked down at my feet. Oh.good.Lord. I’m Roxy now? What in the world have we done? What happened?

Diary, I’m trying to remember last night. I remember talking to Tigerlino and Roxy before going to bed. We were talking about how each of us live throughout the day at our homes. Uh-oh… is this Freaky Friday?! I lay down and close my eyes trying to concentrate. When I open them, I’ll be fine. This is just a dream. You know like how when mom sleep walks. Yeah, that’s it. It has to be it. I’m going to count to 10, open my eyes and look down. Everything will be fine. Really. I *just* know it.

OH DEAR HEAVENS – Call Dr. Phil. Call Oprah. Call the Vet. I’m A CAT!?!

 
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Posted by on 05/30/2014 in Bacon

 

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Yeah It’s Monday

  What can I say my friends?  Monday has come back around all over again.  How many of you had a hard time getting out of your ever so soft and cuddly bed this morning?  I know “I” did.  Darn this belly for always waking me up.  There I was all cuddled in my bed.  My head on my pillow and my soft Egyptian cotton sheet wrapped around me.  I was dreaming of happy thoughts – playing in the back yard with my rabbit friends – you know just being a piggy.  Then it happened.

My belly started rumbling.  That automatic time clock in my tummy does it every time.  I woke up and as usual, it wasn’t even day time yet.  But, I knew I had a job to fulfill.  It’s the least I can do living at the Hotel Thompson and not paying rent – snorts.

I got out of my warm cozy bed and sauntered out of my bedroom.  I went into mom’s room to her side of the bed.  Her hand was hanging off the bed.  Dude, she must have had a rough night.  I did what any normal pig would do.  I licked her fingers.  I tell you.  I’ve never seen mom jump so high or fast from a sound sleep.  It was kind of neat to me so I snorted.  I do believe that she almost fell out of bed.

Mission accomplished.  I got mom up for the worky place 🙂  Smart oinker, huh?  You would think after almost two years she wouldn’t jump that high but then again I was wrong – double snorts. Happy Monday my friends.

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Posted by on 09/09/2013 in Bacon

 

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