Dear Bacon – There. I’m ready for Winter. Bring it on Mother Nature. I’m ready to get rid of the heat and welcome the cooler weather. My scarf is ready and I’m waiting. Tap.tap.tap. That’s my paws tapping while I’m waiting. When is this winter suppose to get here pal? Signed Scarf Dog
Dear Scarf Dog – Oh my friend. I agree with you about weather. And you do look so very sharp in your scarf – you will be ready for it when Mother Nature decides to play nice. Now, we have had some cooler days and I can tell with my piggy senses that it’s coming. But winter is still a far piece away. Autumn will be here September 23. Winter is not officially here until December December 21. So we do have some time. But Autumn does bring cooler weather too. And this little oinker can’t wait! Until then, stay cool my friend.
Dear Bacon – Sometimes you just need a sleep buddy to hold on to to keep the nightmares away. It’s always better knowing someone is there for you. Do you have a sleep buddy? Signed Ginger Twins
Dear Ginger Twins – I think that’s a fabulous idea my friends. Mom and dad go to sleep holding hands. They say that otters do the same thing so they don’t float away from each other in the water. You see, lots of anipals do this and I do believe it’s a wonderful way to fall off to sleep knowing someone has your paw. Sometimes I sleep with mom/dad and get close to them. Other times, Houdini or Mouse Girl will bunk with me and lay real close.
Dear Bacon – It’s not bad enough that I have to wear the cone of shame. Oh no. I should have known something was up when my human dad wanted to hold me for a second. I could feel him doing something to my cone of shame but didn’t know what. That is until I met up with the mirror and saw his creation. Really dad? Perhaps I should get you a cone of shame? Signed Bat Cat
Dear Bat Cat – I have to admit it my friend but that cone of shame is priceless. How many other purr things do you know that can say their cone of shame was made just for them. I say wear it with pride and hey give your human daddy some slack. His creativity could make you ‘the cat’ of the neighborhood. Give it a test and see what I mean. Others will be so jealous!
Dear Bacon – Okay I let the humans sleep in on the weekend. I didn’t pounce on them and wake them up. I showed respect and refrained from barking my head off. But this is where I draw the line. It is now noon and my bowl is empty. I’m going to start wasting away soon without my food. Darn these paws. If I had fingers, I could get my own food out of the bag and refrigerator. Humans – WAKE UP. Signed Hungry Jack
Dear Hungry Jack – WOW – noon huh? That is total control on your part my friend. Perhaps pull the humans blankets off of them? They will wake up quickly with that. And this picture is priceless for them. Perhaps email or text it to their magical cell phones. They wake up pretty quick when those things ring too. Hope you get fed soon 🙂
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Hello my spooktacular friends. Count Baconula here with Day 18 of my 31 Days of Spook. Are you still with me in my adventure? Still being brave or are you holding someone’s paw or hand by now?
Today, I want to share something wickedly scary. Something that scared my mom so badly when she was just a mere girl. Something that she had nightmares about. Something that was way beyond it’s time and deserves a place on my 31 Days of Spook.
If you dare, if you are brave enough, if you are not scared yet, you must watch this video attached. Shivers – there is no other than Michael Jackson performing Thriller with the voice over from Vincent Price. Enjoy my little spooks!
Oh my! I had the worse nightmare last night. I dreamed that mom/dad took me to the beach with them. I was so excited that my little tail wouldn’t stop swinging back and forth. We took the little car Albert and I stayed in the back the entire ride down – this was all good.
We got to the beach and they walked me down this long pier. It was wonderful. It was a little cool outside so mom put one of my sweaters on me. It was also bright and sunny so mommy made me wear my shades. People were stopping and talking to us. They just couldn’t believe I was an oinker. I don’t understand why not. I’m domesticated and educated. I know how to behave myself. They petted me and we got to the end of the pier. It was beautiful. The water was glistening from the sun and it was awesome. I kept begging mommy that I wanted to put my hooves in the water so we walked back down the pier to the sandy beach.
This is where the dream turned drastically. There were humans on long boards out in the water. It looked like they were walking on the waves. Mom said they were surfing. It was cool and looked like a lot of fun. One of the guys asked if he could take me out and would I stay on the board. I begged and begged – snorted and snorted until mom caved.
Shivers…. this is what happened next – screams!
I’m going to rethink watching these scary movies late at night before going to bed. Shivers.
Mom tried to warn me last night. She didn’t think I was ready. I on the other hoove tried to explain to her that I was a big boy and could watch these types of movies with no problems. I mean, I’m 15 months old, I’ve got to start branching out from the cartoons, right? And hey, what’s scarier than Little Red Riding Hood with that big bad wolf or The Three Little Pigs with that big bad wolf. See where I’m going peeps – wolves are BAD animals – BAD! But that’s another blog for another day.
I finally convinced mom to let me stay up for Friday movie night. She popped the popcorn and we settled down for Jaws. Now take in consideration that this is probably my first R rated movie. Steven Spielberg directed this movie in 1975. Mom said she was 6 when it came out. (LOL – you do the math for her age, I didn’t tell you a thing – snort). It was scary for her when she saw it the first time. I’m watching it and I admit there were some scary shark situations. I learned several things from this movie. First of all, don’t go swimming in water that you can’t see the bottom. Heck, these days I don’t even trust a swimming pool. Second, it’s a ‘killer’ shark. You look like bait in that water. Don’t be stupid.
After the movie was over and I was shaking out of control, mom tsked tsked me and told me she thought I was too young. I tried to pig up and be brave but I’m going to tell you something. That was the LONGEST trip down the hall to my bedroom that I have ever done. It was darn right out scary. I don’t have any type of water fountain or pool in my room but I admit it. I flinched and jumped when I tinkled in my potty patch. Just the sound of water had me looking around for a shark. Shivers to mergatroid!
Mom came in, tucked me in and turned on my piggy night light which I *had* to have last night. I even talked her into turning on my piggy radio for a little bit to calm my nerves with baby songs. Everything was going good and I finally drifted off to sleepy land. That’s when it went wrong REALLY quick. I had a nightmare that literally threw me out of the water and sleep land for that matter. I woke up counting hooves and touching body parts to make sure I was okay. I couldn’t let mom know I had a nightmare. She would never let me watch a R rated movie again, you know. So you ask, what did you dream about pig? Take a peak below. Remember, this has a PG warning. Shivers, just to think about it scares me!
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.