Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
The weird box is making noises. None of us anipals will go anywhere close to it. Mom/dad brought it back with them yesterday and took it to their bedroom. And they weren’t gone as long as what we thought they would be. Something really weird is going on here at the Hotel Thompson. There’s lot of whispers. Lot’s of secrets between mom/dad for some reason. We don’t get it. Help us our friends to figure this out. This could be the spookiest Halloween month ever.
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
Mom/dad got up early this morning and left the Hotel Thompson holding a box. They’ve had this makeshift looking box with them every since they got home. I don’t know what’s in it but it must be liquid gold. They said they would be back shortly. Translation – they are going shopping and then eating and then whenever they land, they land. Snorts with piggy laughter.
Uh-oh. I hear ringing. Shakes my piggy head. Mom/dad must be out of their minds. Check out our new telephone here.
What does it mean it knows who I am? Gulps. Help me.
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
Okay not funny. Whoever is doing this, needs stop now.
The rain started again last night around midnight. That’s right. Straight from the hells of hot Summer and let’s jump into the rainy nights of winter. Fall where are you? Mother Nature – what drugs are you taking?
We were all in the living room together. Finally the electricity had come back on and we were watching Jeff Dunham on the comedy channel. How could one possibly be scared of a man talking to himself with his hand up a dummies butt? Right?
And then all of our phones went off that we received text messages – all at the same time anonymous of course – with this lovely picture. We all looked at the basement door like yeah right and ran to my bedroom. That’s where camped out the rest of the night. This staying by ourselves is crap. Yep I said it. Crap! And Hemi was with us and his fur was standing up on edge. It can’t be him, can it?
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
Barks – wiggles butt and looks cute. YAY! I’m a big boy now. I get to stay by myself with the guys while mom/dad are away this weekend. How cool is that? I am a big boy now. And Bacon is going to give me his room – that is way cool to be in bro’s room and bed. It has everything in there! I can survive three days without mom. The guys say I can’t, but I can. Surely I can. I’ll watch the Anipal Planet and have fun. I might even get a chance to play on the internet some. Opps wait a minute…. I just got a text. It looks like it’s from Nana.
Um.. no. Nana wouldn’t send that but she’s in the video. No way! Who did this?? Hemi – it has to be Hemi. Just why in the doggy heavens would he do that? I am so going to tell…. no I’m not. That little furball will get his. Just wait. I’ll get him back. Trying to scare me!
Welcome my friends to October 1, 2018 – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
Snorts – OMP – the Hotel Thompson all to ourselves. OMP – it’s going to be a blast. The food, the unlimited internet time, the endless phone calls and television time. Squeals with piggy excitement. We will all have our spots – Hemi in the big bed, Houdini in my bedroom and me in the living room. We will all have our own televisions – I’m so excited! I can finally watch all of my ghost shows without them being edited by mom/dad. It will be a blast.
I have to work on my ‘needs list’ for nana when she comes. You know like the basics – Cheerios, animal crackers, bananas, apples, grapes, my salad mix – you know all of the important stuff. And we can’t forget my popcorn – oh no. We *have* to have our popcorn. So there I was working on my list on my computer pounding on my keyboard when the internet started doing something stupid. It would go out and then my screen wold flash and then it would come back.
Gulps. And then I got this Haunted Connection message – what.the.cream.cheese was this about?! A ghost is interfering with my internet connection. Are you kidding me?! This has to be the makings of Hemi. There is no way the Hotel Thompson has a ghost or is haunted. Yeah – it’s Hemi. I’m not saying a word and I’m going to act like nothing is wrong. It has to be that trouble maker the cat.
Welcome my friends to October 1, 2018 – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
Barks! Us all alone in the house. I’m so excited my tail won’t stop wagging. After the ‘family meeting’, we all ran to Bacon’s room for our own little anipal meeting. We can’t let the humans know how excited we are. We will rock this house, stay up as long as we want, eat what we want and watch anything we want on television. OMD – it will be a blast. I call Animal Planet.
Meow – I just want to be left alone on the big bed. I may need help setting my number on the Select Comfort to a happy 60 – that number is purfect for my spine. Houdini – there is enough televisions in this house that we all can watch what we want. I gotta see me some Jackson Galaxy. That man thinks he is the cat whisperer. He is so wrong. Man will never rules us cats – ever. Meows.
Oinks – We gotta set a plan in motion guys. When nana visits, we gotta make sure she leaves all of our goodies out and makes popcorn. I call the television in the living room. I just love stretching out on the chaise. That thing was made for my curvy body. And the ottoman next to it holds my laptop. OMP – I can spend hours on the computer and there’s no one to tell me to get off. I may have died and gone to heaven. But guys, we can’t be too happy in front of mom/dad. You know we gotta make sure they think we will be miserable and miss them – as if – snorts with piggy laughter. And don’t worry, I have dad’s credit card number. We can order pizza and have it delivered. That kid on Home Alone will have nothing on us!
I know I missed all of you – each and everyone. All of your emails, phone calls, cards – that meant so much to us here at the Hotel Thompson – thank you so much from the bottom of our hearts! ❤
It’s been a little psycho crazy here at the crib. We had a sickness here in the family and mom got pulled into different directions. She needed to be a triplett to get everything done in the days it needed. With being pulled into different directions and trying to take care of the Hotel Thompson and working, mom got sick. Her rheumatoid arthritis flared really bad where it got hard for her to move. Then my friends something else happened to mom. She got the big D. Dad explained the big D to us anipals. It was frightening.
The big D takes everything from you. It makes you lonely. Afraid. It makes you cry. And there’s nothing anyone can say to make all the hurt go away. It’s debilitating. There were days that all us anipals and dad could do was just sit close to mom and hold her. Those days seemed to work. Mom knew what was going on so she didn’t wait. She reached out to her doctor and got some help. We applaud mom for that. Always know when to reach out and ask for help.
You ask what the big D was? Depression. Depression sucks. But we all get it from time to time. Some of us know how to handle it better than others while others just keep bottling things up until that bottle just explodes and tears start flowing. Mom is much, MUCH better now. Thank goodness for that!
So we are back. And we have some news to bring in about two weeks. You will absolutely LOVE it. And of course, I had to be back for the start of my Spooktober – right? So again, we love you my friends ❤
Daddy is the best. Yesterday morning, he was craving what he kept referring to as pancakes. Mom ventured into the kitchen to make magic. You know I followed. Mom was humming and beating things together in a pan. I’m not sure if the humming was on the recipe but it amused me. Once she got together what she called ‘batter’, she started putting it in a pan. Oh thud – the smell that was in the kitchen was out of this world. I kept bugging her for some to taste. I would go up behind her and nudge the bottom of her foot with my snout. She kept laughing and said I had to wait. Wait? You’re telling a pig to wait? That’s like telling Mother Nature not to change the seasons – it’s going to happen.
I saw dad’s plate that she was fixing. Oh my – there was these clouds of wonder stacking to the sky. I kept sniffing the air. I wanted some so bad. Mom fixed her plate and then she fixed mine. See how creative she got with a little smiley face for me on my Sesame Street plate. I thought I was going to explode if she didn’t give it to me soon!
She finally put it on my feed blanket. Stars almighty! I went for the so called ‘pancake’ first. It was fluffy. It was buttery. It was light. And, it was delicious! I managed to get a couple of more from mom and dad before they started eating. Dad called mom a Domestic Kitchen Goddess…. I already knew she was. He suggested that we have pancakes for Sunday brunch every week. I seconded that idea!
Who else thought this week would never end? I for one didn’t think it would. Mommy has been dragging all week saying she was tired. I can’t have that. I need mommy fully rested so she can have snuggle time with me. Is that so wrong? 🙂
August is here and hopefully all of this heat will be coming to an end soon. Mommy says if we can make it through August, then it’s down hill from there. I hope so because this little oinker is not very fond of the heat. Once it goes away, I may try to venture outside again. Right now – eeww – it’s too hot for anything but staying inside near the air conditioning.
Do you have any great plans this weekend? Mine is to help mommy clean house tomorrow and then hopefully we can have our snuggle time. I hope cleaning goes fast! She’s giving us all our honey do lists. I got my room again and laundry. That means I have to pull all of my dirty ‘stuff’ to the laundry room. I would complain but the rent is free here 🙂 Plus, I get perks… who doesn’t like perks, right?
Everyone have a great weekend and do something fun. XOXO – Bacon
Sometimes it’s hard to get out for a quick dinner especially when one is saving money. But this night, mom/dad found the perfect place. It was the Sam’s Warehouse – snorts with piggy laughter. Daddy went in and asked for a table for two – rolls piggy eyes. He’s the romantic isn’t he?
Well mom enjoyed her fine dining experience. They got hot dogs with the works. By the works I mean sauerkraut, onions and mustard. Dad also went the extra mile with a bag of chips. Now you are probably asking yourself was this really awesome? Nods head. Mom said YES. For a whopping $5.00 – they had dinner for two. Big spenders huh?
Miniature pot bellied pig and friends - Bacon, Houdini, Hemi and all of the Rock Clan with Journalist Rocky the Squirrel all out looking for adventures from the Hotel Thompson.
Okay not funny. Whoever is doing this, needs stop now.
Barks! Us all alone in the house. I’m so excited my tail won’t stop wagging. After the ‘family meeting’, we all ran to Bacon’s room for our own little anipal meeting. We can’t let the humans know how excited we are. We will rock this house, stay up as long as we want, eat what we want and watch anything we want on television. OMD – it will be a blast. I call Animal Planet.
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