I’ve Created a New Season – Happy Sprinter

This picture is from Wikipedia.  It shows the typical seasons – Spring, Summer, Fall and then Winter.  That’s the way it’s suppose to fall.  But this year, dear old Mother Nature is not playing fairly.  Mommy says she needs hormone shots and daddy says she needs more dates with Father Time.  I’m not sure which one is right.  I just know that maybe she needs a kick in the butt.  Yep, I said.  I kick right smack in the middle of her captains quarters.

You see, this weekend is what I’m talking about.  Saturday here at the Hotel Thompson we get up and it is beautiful.  There’s no other way to put it.  The birds are chirping (and that’s a story for another time – snorts), the sun is out, the wind is just right and the temperatures are in the 60’s.  You couldn’t ask for a more gorgeous day.

Our neighbor Big Daddy had cut our yard and the back yard was spectacular.  Thanks Big Daddy!  We went out there and ran for a while.  Mommy says it was for me to get some sun and I said I understood.  Secretly I knew she wanted me to run some excess Winter weight off so I would sleep more deeply tonight.  I’m good with that.  I just wonder why she didn’t make daddy do the same.  Double snorts.

It was a wonderful day.  Lots of running, loving and snuggles.

Then BAM!  What a change Sunday.  Sunday brought us rain, cool weather and strong winds.  We could actually sit inside and hear the winds!  We all got up and had breakfast together.  It was so damp and yuck outside that after breakfast, we all went back to bed.  Now, I’m not hating days like this because usually, like this day, when we go back to bed we all get on the Select Comfort for a siesta.  It was great.

Picture this.  A king sized Select Comfort bed with two humans, one purr things, one pooch and a piggy.  Snorts, Me and Houdini are a 65 with mommy on the Select Comfort.  Daddy and Hemi are a 100.  That’s just too hard for this little oinker.  When we got up from our nap, it was still yuck outside.

Now, I’m telling you all of this for a reason.  It’s suppose to be Spring but it still acts like Winter.  I’m suggesting a new season called – Sprinter.  You get it?  Spring with Winter.  So sometime today, tell someone Happy Sprinter.  Then smile and remember my little story here.  🙂

Happy Sprinter my pals!

 

Happy Days – Spring

Do you smell that?  It’s been an entire year since I’ve last smelled nature like that.  It’s finally SPRING!!

It’s time for the flowers to bloom.  It’s time for the anipals to start coming back out in the backyard and playing – I can’t wait to see my rabbits again.  It’s time for me to come out of hibernation and start being more active.  And you know what that means – driving mom and dad crazy with my antics at the Hotel Thompson – snort.

Spring is a wonderful time of the year.  The weather is better and not so cold.  It’s time to start getting out and going fishing.  Okay – I know.  I gotta get outside into nature before I can start enjoying the outdoor life.  It’s a big backyard and it’s fenced in here at the Hotel Thompson.  I could actually go out there and play with the bunnies.  But first, maybe I need to get some boots.  I don’t want to step into nature or anything.

Mom says with Spring comes Spring cleaning – that part I don’t like so much.  Especially when she said I had to help.  But hey, I’m more active now so I’ll give it a shot.

Happy Spring my friends!!

 

Spring is Around the Corner

I think this says “EVERYTHING” about what I’m feeling – spring is near and around the corner.

I SO CAN’T WAIT!!  It’s time for this little piggy to come out of some hibernation and start moving again.  I miss the days of running throughout the Hotel Thompson and chasing playing with the purr thing and the barky thing.  I just know they’ve missed me too.

And with Spring – you know what else comes – all the wonderful fruits of the season.  Oh, it makes my little mouth water so much.

Is everybody with me on this Spring thing??

 

Come Here Spring!

Dearest Mother Nature – Really?  This weather you are throwing at us is outrageous.  One day it’s in the 70’s and the next day it’s in the 30’s.  Daddy says you are going through – what did he call it? – menopause.  He says that’s the only way to explain the vast difference in temperatures.  I can’t tell you what mommy called it – it was a bad word.

Yesterday here it was beautiful.  It was the first day it hasn’t rained.  Which by the way it has rained so much that I think I’m sprouting feathers and quacking now instead of oinking.  Today when mom went to work, it was so dark I thought it was night.  Nope, it was the same time that she usually leaves.  It was dark because it looked like the sky was fixing to fall out with thunderstorms.  Lovely.

 You know there are medicines that you can take for these mood swings.  If they don’t help, maybe you need to see a professional instead of taking this out on everyone in the world.  I’m just sayin’.

 

Itsy Bitsy Spider

 

The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout

Down came the rain and washed the spider out

Out came the sun and dried up all the rain

And the itsy bitsy spider climbed up the spout again

Kind of a catchy tune isn’t it?  Mom went outside to get the mail.  When she came back in, she was mumbling something, grabbed her cell phone and went back outside.  This piqued my interest.  What the heck was mom up to?

When she came back in, I could smell nature on her.  And, I could smell the heat.  Shivers, I don’t like the heat.  I’ll take my air conditioned room any day.  🙂

Well, she said she went outside to take a picture of something.  Of course, I had to jump on the couch with her to look at the picture.  Oh THUD!  I will never hear the itsy bitsy song again without this vision popping into my little head.  If *that* is an itsy bitsy spider, we are ALL in trouble my friends.  This thing looked like it had its own zipcode!  Have you ever soon anything this huge??!!

I recognize that sound of you hitting the floor.  I’m sorry.  But you have to admit that it is very colorful.  Mom says it’s a good spider and won’t harm you.  I’m not sure about that.  It looks like it can carry me off.

 

Happy Last Day of the Month

Happy Saturday my dear sweet friends.  Today is the last day of September and the spooky month of October starts tomorrow.  I wanted to give you a heads up about October.  October is going to be a busy month for this little piggy.

I skyped a witch and she even saw me in her crystal ball.  Even she knew I was up to something before mom and dad did.  You see,  I’m going to have 31 days of Spook on my blog.  I’m personally going to highlight scary movies, television shows, legends, monsters and other things that go bump in the night.  I might even quiz you on some of them so be prepared.  Start brushing up on your trivia.  I hope it will be fun for everyone.

So, happy last day of September my friends.  Welcome to Spooky October!  Evil snort

 

Spring is Around the Corner

I think this says “EVERYTHING” about what I’m feeling – spring is near and around the corner.

I SO CAN’T WAIT!!  It’s time for this little piggy to come out of some hibernation and start moving again.  I miss the days of running throughout the Hotel Thompson and chasing playing with Hemi and Houdini.  I just know they’ve missed me too.

And with Spring – you know what else comes – all the wonderful fruits of the season.  Oh, it makes my little mouth water so much.

Is everybody with me on this Spring thing??

XOXO – Bacon

 

Happy Last Day of the Month

Today is the last day of September and the spooky month of October starts tomorrow.  I wanted to give you a heads up about October.  October is going to be a busy month for this little piggy.

I Skyped a witch and she even saw me in her crystal ball.  Even she knew I was up to something before mom and dad did.  You see,  I’m going to have 31 days of Spook on my blog.  I’m personally going to highlight scary movies, television shows, legends, monsters and other things that go bump in the night.  I might even quiz you on some of them so be prepared.  Start brushing up on your trivia.  I hope it will be fun for everyone.

So, happy last day of September my friends.  Welcome to Spooky October – Evil snort

And my friends, please feel free to share these stories of intrigue with your friends on your blog, Facebook and other social media.  And if you make it through the entire month with me, look for your Ghost Badge 2016 to share on your blog.

 

One Lovely Blog Award

Squeals with piggy excitement!!  OMP – I got nominated for the One Lovely Blog Award by my sweet friends over at Ladybuggz.  What a fantastic way to end the month.  Thank you my sweet friends for thinking of this little oinker and his group of misfit friends

Be sure to check out Ladybuggz when you get a chance and tell them that Bacon sent you.

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The rules are as follows:

1. Post to accept the nomination
2. Thank the person who nominated you and link to their blog.
3. List 7 things about yourself.
4. Link to the blogs you nominate.
5. Notify the recipients of their award.
6. Post the rules!

Here are seven things about me:

1. I’m a miniature pot belly oinker.  But I’m not just any oinker.  I’m talented, write a blog, have my own bedroom with my own television and have my mom wrapped around my  hooves right where I need her.
2. For years, I wouldn’t go outside to potty because I didn’t like the feel of grass on my hooves.  Nowadays, I’ve gotten used to it although I still hate going outside in the heat.
3. My favorite snack is Animal Crackers.  I will do anything you want for a few cookies.  Darn this pot belly of mine!
4. I have a pet rock named Bashful who travels the world and brings home friends each time he returns.  They also live in my bedroom and can be quite loud at times.  Don’t let them fool you.  They are party animals and love to play hide and go seek.
5. I love to watch television.  I especially like the old school cartoons.  You know the ones like the original Scooby Doo, The Flintstones, The Jetsons – you know the good toons before they went crazy.  Mom can turn my television on and I will watch for horrors.
6. There is only food at this time that I absolutely can not stand.  What is it?  It is kumquats.  Yucky.  Pooey.  Gross.  Mom gave me one and one of my ears went south and the other went north at the same time.  I spit it out and will not eat them.  In fact, I told mom to try one.  Do you know her ears did the same thing?  Snorts with piggy laughter.
7. Have you ever heard of cow tipping?  Well mom says that she likes to pig tip me.  Rolls my piggy eyes.  There’s one spot on my side that mom can rub and boom – there I go.  I tip over, kick my hind legs and let mom rub my belly.  What can I say?  I’m easy like that.

Seven Nominations:

Of course, I would like to nominate anyone that doesn’t have this award yet.  If you don’t have it, please feel free to accept this award from my piggy heart.  Other than that, here are my choices:

My awesome friends Kali and Shoko from Canadian Cats

My brother Easy 

My buddies Hailey and Zaphod at the Hailey/Zaphod Chronicles

The Gang at Jan’s Funny Farm

My cousin Sammy at OneSpoiledCat

My nefkitty Purrince Siddhartha Henry

The dear friends Sam and Elsa at Tailsaroundtheranch

 

Changing…

Yawns.  What was that noise?  What woke me up?  I lay here in my bed and stretch.  Oh my – either my legs are getting longer or my bed is getting smaller.  What is up with that.  Surely I can’t still be growing.  

Oh yeah…what woke me up?  I opened one eye and looked around.  It’s still dark in here.  Surely it was just my imagination.  That’s when something strange happened.  I had this strong urge – kind of like an internal clock ticking to wake up mom for breakfast.  What?  When did that start happening?  The urge was strong too.  I opened the other eye, sat up and stretched.  Okay – this has to be a dream.  Where the heck am I?  I let my eyes adjust to the darkness and looked around.  No wonder my feet kept hitting the bottom of the bed.  What is this – a toddler bed?  Where am I?  This is not my bedroom.  I look over at a wall – what does that say?  It’s a picture of a pig wearing cow house shoes and states “Moo Shoe Pork Palace”.  Que diable?!

Again, the strong urge to wake up mom.  I don’t wake up mom like this, especially before the birds start singing and it’s still dark outside.  But for some reason the pull is strong to my bedroom door.  That’s when something so weird happened.  I opened my mouth to bark and it didn’t happen.  Instead of a bark it was a squeal and an oink?!  What in the world!  

A few minutes later, my bedroom door opened and I heard a voice say, “Thanks Bacon, time for breakfast.”  Okay, something weird is going on.  First, a cheerful voice telling me it’s breakfast time?  But the voice called me Bacon… then again who cares because they mentioned food.  

I take off down the hallway and stop in my tracks.  What?  Where are my stairs?  There’s nothing here but a long hallway.  I go into the living room and look around but my nose tells me there is food coming from the kitchen.  I poke my head into the kitchen and walk through sniffing.  That’s when the voice tells me, “Hey Sunshine.”  I tell you, I had to look around.  Who is Sunshine?  I’m Easy.  That’s when the voice puts down an amazing looking array of food – eggs?  Oh yeah – I like this room service.  Eggs with spinach and some kind of nuggets.  I quickly snarfed it down and looked up. Now to think of it, the call of nature is like calling big time.  I was at the point of crossing my legs by this time.  Can’t this woman see the whites in my eyes floating?  I need to use the facilities BIG time.  I walk through the kitchen and see the back door.  I brush up against it and plead to this woman.  Finally she gets the drift.  “Oh Bacon, you want to go out and play this early?”  No woman – I need to PEE – let me out – let me out – let the weimaraner out!

I run out the back door and almost fell down the stairs of the porch.  Where am I?  This isn’t my backyard.  Although it does look magical – what is that over in the corner?  Is that a squirrel?  I gotta go meet him and I take off running towards him.  Can you believe the guy doesn’t move.  It’s like he knows me or something.  He even talked!  “Hey Bacon, how’s it going this morning?”  Who is this squirrel?  Before I could say anything he further said, “Well have a great day pig, I gotta go work on some important holidays for your blog.”  What?  Who does he think is, Journalist Rocky the Squirrel – barks atcha my friend.

A talking squirrel – now I’ve seen everything.  I shook myself, marked some territory and went back to the door.  What the heck did I eat last night to give me these illusions?  Those mushrooms had to be psychedelic mushrooms – yeah that’s it.  Remind me to never eat those again – ever!

I went back inside and the woman said, “Time for snuggle time” and kept looking at me.  What?  You think I’m a trained pup or something?  Darn this body – where are these guttural movements coming from?  Before I could stop myself, I jumped up in this woman’s lap and started oinking.  Shaking my head.  I gotta stop eating after 8pm.  It definitely had to be the mushrooms last night?

After a while, she said she had to go to work and did I want my television on in my bedroom?  What a television all to myself in a room all to myself.  You have got to be kidding.  Now this part of the nightmare I could get used to… snorts – I mean barks.  I gotta get my barky thing checked out.  I’m going back to bed.

Something is definitely wrong.

But before I could go back to bed, this man appeared all magically delicious and said, “Hey Bacon, you want a snack?”  What?  I tell you at least my dreams have great room service.  The man gives me this piggy plate full of goodies.

Okay – what is up with this?  I mean there’s all kinds of bacon and piggy stuff.  Sure I know my brother across the pond but why give this kind of stuff to the weimaraner?

If anyone figures out this freaky stuff, please let me know okay and thanks!