NO HE DIDN’T!

  I. hate. Don. Juan.

There you go.  That elf needs to be stopped NOW… like yesterday.  He is evil pure and simple.  I woke up this morning all bright eyed and bushy tailed.  I stretched my hooves, yawned and tooted.  What?  You don’t do that in the mornings?  I then rolled over to look at my picture of Miss Piggy on my night stand and got the shock of my little piggy life.  My Miss Piggy picture was gone and in it’s place was this hideous, nightmarish joke from Don Juan.  I squealed so loudly that I think Nana heard me all the way up the street.  The nerve of this so called elf for Santa.  I’m writing the head elf of the Union.  This can’t go on anymore.  Shivers and looks in every corner of my bedroom.

 

 

Don Juan – I Despise You!

I hate Don Juan.  There you go.  That elf needs to be stopped NOW… like yesterday.  He is evil pure and simple.  I woke up this morning all bright eyed and bushy tailed.  I stretched my hooves, yawned and tooted.  What?  You don’t do that in the mornings?  I then rolled over to look at my picture of Miss Piggy on my night stand and got the shock of my little piggy life.  My Miss Piggy picture was gone and in it’s place was this hideous, nightmarish joke from Don Juan.  I squealed so loudly that I think Nana heard me all the way up the street.  The nerve of this so called elf for Santa.  I’m writing the head elf of the Union.  This can’t go on anymore.  Shivers and looks in every corner of my bedroom. 

 

Domestic Violence – A Word from Mom

Sometimes you hear about something on the news that totally blows your mind away.  Some of you may know, we watch a lot of paranormal shows here at the Hotel Thompson.  That’s something that intrigues us.  In watching these shows, you get to know some of the people that you see.  And with social media the way it is these days, you even get to chat with these people from time to time.  You may not have met in real life but like people here on the blog or on Facebook, you become friends.

Mom spoke to one of these friends a couple of weeks ago when she posted that she and her husband were separating.  Of course, we never know the circumstances from any marriage, behind any closed door or what takes place between a couple.  You don’t throw judgement, you support the decision and try to help.

Yesterday morning, the estranged husband kidnapped his wife and held her hostage in Nevada.  There was a police stand off and SWAT was called to the scene.  The husband not only ended up killing his wife and himself, there was also a third person whose name has not been released yet.

This situation has just touched my heart so hard and I had difficulty sleeping last night from thinking about it all.  After doing some research on line, I saw that there was some difficulties in the relationship since earlier this year and one or the other was charged with domestic violence on two different situations.  It still doesn’t make sense why it needed to come to this.  What did it solve?  You have the family and the public/fans of the couple just questioning why?  It makes sense if you are having difficulty in a relationship to move on and give each other some breathing room.  Why did it have to escalate not to 1 but 3 deaths is just unimaginable.

Friends and visitors to my blog, if you are in a relationship with domestic violence, please get help.  Don’t stay.  Don’t be a statistic.  Call the National Domestic Violence Hotline.  I know that’s easier said than done.  And I know that none of us know the exact circumstances to this case and that there are always two sides to every story.  But please get and be safe.  Life is too short and precious.

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NO HE DIDN’T!

  I hate Don Juan.  There you go.  That elf needs to be stopped NOW… like yesterday.  He is evil pure and simple.  I woke up this morning all bright eyed and bushy tailed.  I stretched my hooves, yawned and tooted.  What?  You don’t do that in the mornings?  I then rolled over to look at my picture of Miss Piggy on my night stand and got the shock of my little piggy life.  My Miss Piggy picture was gone and in it’s place was this hideous, nightmarish joke from Don Juan.  I squealed so loudly that I think Nana heard me all the way up the street.  The nerve of this so called elf for Santa.  I’m writing the head elf of the Union.  This can’t go on anymore.  Shivers and looks in every corner of my bedroom.

 

 

This Is What Nightmares Are Made Out Of

My Aunt Tina recently emailed me something frightening – I mean out of this world frightening.  So frightening that I should have saved this post for one of my Bacon’s Tales of Terror postings.  Deep breaths here.

Here you go – may I present to you what my Aunt Tina found in the Chicago, Illinois area – Choco-Bacon-Bar – piggy down – THUD.

Someone save me.  I may need mouth to mouth to resuscitate me.  I understand milk chocolate.  But milk chocolate with BACON BITS?!  Oh dear piggy heavens.  I need all my bacon bits.  I can’t afford to lose my bacon bits.  Someone help a pig out here!  It’s not good being on the food chain – squeal!

 

Food Network Dream – Snort

Last night, we all stayed up late watching the Food Network.  It’s something we do every once in a while and it was fun.  And yeah, we got hungry – all of that food you know!  Believe it or not but I do want to know how mom prepares my food.  A lot of the times I sit in the kitchen and watch her chop and cut things on the big cutting board.  She seems to know her way around that big knife!  I sit and watch and sometimes she will toss me goodies that she is working on for dinner.  It’s the highlight of my days sometimes.

It was getting kind of late so mom fixed me a quick snack before she put me to bed Sunday night.  You know something to feed the midnight hungie monster in my belly so I could make it until morning.  Mom fixed the best snack of 1/2 of a banana and a few grapes.  I happily went to my room and got ready for bed.  Mom tucked me in and gave me a kiss.  We were both too tired for a story.  In fact, I think I was passed out in twilight land before mom turned my light off. 

I had the strangest dream.  I even woke up laughing.  The dream started off pretty basic.  I was hanging out with my buddy, Maxwell.  We got invited to a party and we were both pretty excited about that.  Cause you know – where’s there is a party – there is FOOD!  So we were getting ready for the party and was driving over in Maxwell’s convertible.  It was somewhere in the Hollywood hills.  We walked into the party and that is when the fun started to happen!

We saw all of our friends from the Food Network.  It was the best party!  And it really seemed like everyone was expecting and looking forward to meeting us.  We were so happy we almost squealed!

We saw the babes of Food Network all beautifully dressed – Alexandra Guarnaschelli, Anne Burrell, Cat Cora, Claire Robinson, Giada De Laurentiis, Rachael Ray and Sunny Anderson. And of course, you know us guys headed to the ladies first.  We showed them a couple of new moves on the dance floor – the pig hustle was a hit!  After all of that dancing, they started to glisten and had to go powder their noses… of course that was a group thing for the ladies.  On their way, they kept looking back at us grinning and laughing.  Yeah, we have the way with the ladies.  I have to admit though, I liked dancing with Anne Burrell the best.  She was massaging my back for some reason and it felt really good.  Shaking head, I’m not sure what that move was called but it was great.

And you know the guys were hatin on me and Maxwell while we had the attention of the ladies.  They were just jealous.  We walked over to speak with them and let them know we were the bigger men.  They’re a funny group of guys these sort.  Mario Batali reached out and pulled me into a huge hug.  And it was a strange hug – very feely everywhere.  It was like he was somehow measuring me for something.  He kept mumbling something about olive oil – weird that Batali.  Michael Symon and Bobby Flay were both having a very lively discussion and came up to us both… again with the hugging.  And just between you and me, I swear Michael Symon licked my ear.  Shivers – these guys are weird!  Maxwell said Flay kept muttering something about spices to him.  We were about done with this group.  Just too touchy for our liking.

Maxwell and I had come up with a code word if we wanted to get out quick and it was said.  We were making our way to the door when Geoffrey Zakarian and Guy Fieri asked us what the rush was.  They said they were fixing to start preparing the main course for dinner and wanted us to see in the kitchen.  Something about the glazed look in Guy Fieri’s eyes made us think that perhaps we were the main course. 

Maxwell said to follow him and we both sprouted wings and flew as fast as we could out of that party to the convertible.  When Maxwell squealed off in the car, I woke up.  And thank goodness it was all a dream.  Can you imagine – they would want to eat us?!  What a nightmare. 

 

Mom – The Scared Human

I know mommy is going to be mad when I post this but I just have to! Mommy is a HUGE Mickey Mouse lover. I mean H.U.G.E. A couple of weeks ago, daddy put this new shower curtain up in the bathroom. It was an awesome gesture and mommy fell in love with it. There’s matching hooks across the top of the curtain and a rug. I watched daddy put it up and tried to help. Mom was esctastic when she saw it.

Here’s the funny part… which I’m sure mom doesn’t think it’s funny. Last night, mom got up to go to the bathroom. She left all of the lights off until she got to the bathroom. She was kind of half asleep and half awake. I heard her get up but that was normal.

What wasn’t normal was the hideous scream she let out. I jumped up and grunted. Dad jumped up and ran down the hall. Mom had flipped the light switch on in the bathroom and saw the Mickey Mouse and thought someone was standing in the bathroom. Needless to say, she didn’t have to go to the bathroom anymore – snort PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud). Poor mom.

 

Shivers to Mergatroid – What A Nightmare!

I’ve been given a lot of freedom lately.  I get to roam around my room by myself and explore during the day.  Heck, sometimes at night I get out of bed and wonder around my room.  I get on the internet.  I pull blankies out of the corner cabinet and make a bed on the floor.  I roll around in it.  If I could only work the remote, my life would be complete.  I think I can do it eventually.  I’m still working on it. 

Last night, I don’t know if I played too hard with the purr things or did too much yesterday.  When I crashed last night, I crashed hard.  I had the worse nightmare during the night.  The kind of nightmare that you wake up from shaking and almost in tears.  You’re breathing heavy and you can remember some parts of the bad dream but not everything.  You’re almost paralyzed with fear.  Shivers – it was really horrible.

I dreamed that I woke up from sleeping on my back, which I never do.  I looked down at my feet and OMG – the words just don’t do it justice.  I looked down and saw… oh the fear … I saw this –

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Can you imagine?!  Half pig and half furr thingy?!  No more hooves.  I cried out in my sleep.  Thank goodness it’s all behind me and was just a horrible nightmare!

 

I Had a Nightmare Last Night

I had a bad dream last night and woke up squealing.  Mom had to come in my room, check on me and hold me a bit.  I tried telling her about my dream but I couldn’t remember everything.  The only thing I could remember was this picture.  Shivers – it was a nightmare.  I know Mouse Girl had something to do with this dream.  I’m not sure yet what it was but I know she was responsible somehow. 

Wouldn’t you be scared witless too if you had a dream like this?  Shivers – double shivers