The Okefenokee Swamp was truly a land of mystery in June 1829, when the Milledgeville Statesman published a bizarre story about it. The tale was related by a John Ostean, “residing on the borders of this swamp in Ware County,” and others who lived on the opposite side in Florida. Locals had long heard from Creek Indians of an enchanted island inhabited by “mortals of super-human dimensions and incomparable beauty.” The story goes that two men and a boy had taken advantage of a long dry spell and pushed deep into the swamp for two weeks to seek this island. However, “their progress suddenly arrested at the appearance of the print of a foot-step so unearthly in its dimensions, so ominous of power, and terrible in form,” that they paused. The print was eighteen inches long and nine inches across, the stride of this giant over six feet. The party hastily returned and spread the tale of the “Man Mountain.”
Hearing the story, nine Florida hunters ventured into the swamp. After several days’ journey, they found a similar print and others. The men followed the tracks for several days and had camped on a ridge when two of their members “simultaneously discharged at an advancing and ferocious wild beast” whose screams made the swamp “reverberate with a deafening roar.” The creature came “full in their view advancing upon them with a terrible look… Our little band instinctively gathered close in a body, and presented their rifles. The huge being, nothing daunted, bounded upon his victims, and in the same instant received the contents of seven rifles. But he did not die alone; nor until he had glutted his wrath with the death of five of them, which he effected by wringing off the head from the body.” The four surviving men examined the prostrate giant as it died, “wallowing and roaring. His length was thirteen feet, and his breadth and volume of just proportions.” Fearing the struggle might have alerted similar beings; the men gathered their comrades’ guns and fled for home.
Hello dear friends. Today I want to gently ease into my 31 Days of Spook. So today, let’s see how smart you are with things of fun.
What do you get when you cross Bambi with a ghost? Bamboo
When do ghosts usually appear? Just before someone usually screams
What do you call a ghost with a broken leg? Hoblin Goblin
What do you call a ghost in a torn sheet? A holy terror
Three vampires walk into a bar. One vampire says, “I’ll have a pint of blood”. The second one says, “I’ll have the same”. The third one says, “I’ll have a pint of plasma”. The bartendar says, “So, that’ll be two bloods and one blood lite.”
How can you tell if a vampire has been in a bakery? All of the jelly has been sucked out of the doughnuts.
What type of dog does every vampire have? A bloodhound
I absolutely snorted and rolled around laughing so hard when I found it.
I had to show it to mom and dad and they also got a kick out of it. Mommy told me I had to put in on here in hopes that all of my friends get a great chuckle from it as well.
mmm – I’m kind of craving chocolate chip cookies myself now – I wonder why? Snort
Today, I want to hear you laugh while you are afraid. Let’s go to the lighter side of horror. Let’s tickle that ghost bone and see what happens, shall we? Let’s start with some jokes and end with a favorite song of mine – I hope you enjoy it my little spooks!
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What do you get when you cross Bambi with a ghost? Bamboo
When do ghosts usually appear? Just before someone usually screams
What do you call a ghost with a broken leg? Hoblin Goblin
What do you call a ghost in a torn sheet? A holy terror
Three vampires walk into a bar. One vampire says, “I’ll have a pint of blood”. The second one says, “I’ll have the same”. The third one says, “I’ll have a pint of plasma”. The bartendar says, “So, that’ll be two bloods and one blood lite.”
How can you tell if a vampire has been in a bakery? All of the jelly has been sucked out of the doughnuts.
What type of dog does every vampire have? A bloodhound
YAY – Welcome to February’s Bacon’s Show and Tell. This month my brother Easy suggested to share the story about the day you (or your humans) were born. This time around, I’m going to talk about the day I was born. Alright my friends, bundle up around the keyboard for an adventure.
“It was September 15, 2011. My mom, Bertha, was in the barn in Bruxton, Georgia. I remember the world being dark and then all of a sudden there was light. I felt hay underneath me and I could feel my mom. Her tongue started lapping at me and when she did, I let out my first squeal. I was the last born in what they call our liter. That was my first thoughts of being in the real world.
As a couple of days passed, I realized that my mom had her hooves full with my brothers and sisters. And those brothers and sisters, they looked so much bigger than me. They bullied me around and I learned real quick last one that saddles up to breakfast is the loser. And unfortunately my little piggy body didn’t have the strength as the others.
I remember the farmers coming in the barn and watching a lot for the first couple of days. They would whisper and point at me so I knew they were discussing what would happen. The lady farmer finally said she had enough and took me into what she called the big house.
The big house was awesome. The lady farmer was so nice and would feed me with a bottle some mushy stuff. I assure you – this kind of service was a lot better than fighting with my siblings for the breakfast buffet with mom. As the days passed, they said I got stronger and stronger. I even adapted to living indoors and being held. At that time, I even thought I had it made.
But everyday the farmers would come in and say that my siblings were being adopted out to families. All except for me. They kept calling me a runt. I wasn’t sure what that was but sometimes it didn’t feel like it was a good thing. The lady farmer kept saying there would be a day that my forever family would come for me too. We just couldn’t give up hope.
Then one day, the lady farmer got a phone call. It was some woman inquiring about piggies. The lady farmer told the woman they only had one left that was a runt – but the piggy was so cute and loving – but looking for their forever home. The woman asked the lady farmer to send her a picture and she did. A short time later, the woman called back and I could hear her voice and how she oohheed and awweed over the picture. After they hung up, the lady farmer told me that my forever family was coming for me the next day. Who would have thought?! I was the last to be born and the last to be adopted but I was going to have a family too. But then I stopped with the excitement. What if they didn’t like me? What if I didn’t like them?
I hardly slept at all that night – part in anticipation and part regretting having to leave my first home. Then, the moment came. The woman on the phone showed up and I recognized her voice. OMP! As soon as I saw her, I was in love. The lady farmer showed her how to hold me. Once I was in her hands – it was like heaven and coming home. I crawled up to her neck, breathed in a deep smell of her and gently went to sleep. The lady farmer told my new mommy that meant I loved her. And, we have never looked back again.
Oh my friends. This is going to be a blast from the past on February’s Bacon’s Show and Tell. My brother Easy sent me an email last week wanting to work together on this and it’s going to be great. For February’s Show and Tell, we want you to share the story about the day you (or your humans) were born. It’s not necessary to tell the year you were born. Just talk about the day you were born. What was going on? Anything exciting happen that you will never forget? Was it a rush to the hospital? Was it a rush to the vet? Tell us all about it on Wednesday, February 25, 2015.
Remember to link back to my blog and Easy so everyone can read about all of our stories. Now, off you go to think hard about your story and to start writing it. We *know* it’s going to be awesome!
Oh my friends. This is going to be a blast from the past on February’s Bacon’s Show and Tell. My brother Easy sent me an email last week wanting to work together on this and it’s going to be great. For February’s Show and Tell, we want you to share the story about the day you (or your humans) were born. It’s not necessary to tell the year you were born. Just talk about the day you were born. What was going on? Anything exciting happen that you will never forget? Was it a rush to the hospital? Was it a rush to the vet? Tell us all about it on Wednesday, February 25, 2015.
Remember to link back to my blog and Easy so everyone can read about all of our stories. Now, off you go to think hard about your story and to start writing it. We *know* it’s going to be awesome!
Oh my friends. This is going to be a blast from the past on February’s Bacon’s Show and Tell. My brother Easy sent me an email last week wanting to work together on this and it’s going to be great. For February’s Show and Tell, we want you to share the story about the day you (or your humans) were born. It’s not necessary to tell the year you were born. Just talk about the day you were born. What was going on? Anything exciting happen that you will never forget? Was it a rush to the hospital? Was it a rush to the vet? Tell us all about it on Wednesday, February 25, 2015.
Remember to link back to my blog and Easy so everyone can read about all of our stories. Now, off you go to think hard about your story and to start writing it. We *know* it’s going to be awesome!
Welcome my fellow goblins to my 31 Days of Spook. Today, I’m going to the lighter side of horror. Let’s tickle that ghost bone and see what happens, shall we?
What do you get when you cross Bambi with a ghost? Bamboo
When do ghosts usually appear? Just before someone usually screams
What do you call a ghost with a broken leg? Hoblin Goblin
What do you call a ghost in a torn sheet? A holy terror
Three vampires walk into a bar. One vampire says, “I’ll have a pint of blood”. The second one says, “I’ll have the same”. The third one says, “I’ll have a pint of plasma”. The bartendar says, “So, that’ll be two bloods and one blood lite.”
How can you tell if a vampire has been in a bakery? All of the jelly has been sucked out of the doughnuts.
What type of dog does every vampire have? A bloodhound
Welcome to the first series of Bacon’s Show and Tell! Thank you so very much for participating today. And thank you to Christina for suggesting I put together a Blast from the Past Show and Tell. Remember to link your blogs to this one so we can all share. Today we are highlighting that one special toy and/or your first toy that you had as a child.
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Here is mom’s first toy ever! She got it when she was a baby. Isn’t it cute? I told Fozzie mom had something from long, LONG ago that she looks at today and reminds us of our sweet friend Fozzie. 🙂 ❤
Mom had this toy as a baby and even chewed one of the ears off one time – snorts. That’s my mom. Teething on a kangaroo – snorts. Thank goodness it went to the toy doctor and Dr Nana was able to fix it right back to where it was originally.
Mom has this toy in the workout room here at the Hotel Thompson. She sees it every day when she walks the treadmill… AKA the monster as I like to call it. I hope you enjoyed mom’s first toy my friends!
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.
The Okefenokee Swamp was truly a land of mystery in June 1829, when the Milledgeville Statesman published a bizarre story about it. The tale was related by a John Ostean, “residing on the borders of this swamp in Ware County,” and others who lived on the opposite side in Florida. Locals had long heard from Creek Indians of an enchanted island inhabited by “mortals of super-human dimensions and incomparable beauty.” The story goes that two men and a boy had taken advantage of a long dry spell and pushed deep into the swamp for two weeks to seek this island. However, “their progress suddenly arrested at the appearance of the print of a foot-step so unearthly in its dimensions, so ominous of power, and terrible in form,” that they paused. The print was eighteen inches long and nine inches across, the stride of this giant over six feet. The party hastily returned and spread the tale of the “Man Mountain.”
third one says, “I’ll have a pint of plasma”. The bartendar says, “So, that’ll be two bloods and one blood lite.”
Today, I want to hear you laugh while you are afraid. Let’s go to the lighter side of horror. Let’s tickle that ghost bone and see what happens, shall we? Let’s start with some jokes and end with a favorite song of mine – I hope you enjoy it my little spooks!
I remember the farmers coming in the barn and watching a lot for the first couple of days. They would whisper and point at me so I knew they were discussing what would happen. The lady farmer finally said she had enough and took me into what she called the big house.
I hardly slept at all that night – part in anticipation and part regretting having to leave my first home. Then, the moment came. The woman on the phone showed up and I recognized her voice. OMP! As soon as I saw her, I was in love. The lady farmer showed her how to hold me. Once I was in her hands – it was like heaven and coming home. I crawled up to her neck, breathed in a deep smell of her and gently went to sleep. The lady farmer told my new mommy that meant I loved her. And, we have never looked back again.
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