Shivers – Shark Week

Oh shivers!  This week it has been Shark Week on the Discovery Channel.  We have watched a lot of the shows.  Shows that highlighted when sharks attack.  Shows that highlight guys/gals going down in the ocean in shark cages feeding sharks by hand.  Shows that highlighted HUGE sharks.  Shows that highlight sharks that bit people and showed the bites – shivers.

Then if that wasn’t bad enough, mom got a wild hair over the long weekend and decided to watch ALL of the Jaws movies.  Really mom?  Not just the original Jaws with “We’re going to need a bigger boat”, but all of them – Jaws 2, Jaws 3 and then Jaws Revenge.  Shakes piggy head.  Snorts – but us anipals stood by her side and watched with her.  Double evil snorts – I even called Houdini Shark Bait.  Now *that* was funny.

After this week of watching all of these shows, I had a dream about surfing.  It was a nightmare!   There is no way this little oinker is going anywhere near the beach.  Heck, I may even rethink getting in my piggy pool or the bathtub for that matter!

Have you watched any of these shows on television?  Any favorites? Any experiences of seeing sharks in real life?  Have you seen them at the beach?

 

Come Fly With Me!

Welcome to Come Fly With Me!  Today is a very special day sponsored by Easy and Queen Madi ❤  

Today’s posting is about finding a special place in our city/state/area that we think our cousin Sammy would love to visit.  We thought of Sammy and knew that there was one spot we had to share.  Our beloved Tybee Island.  We will visit the beach – of course putting your toes in the water is optional.  You can sleep on the warm sand and listen to the waves of the ocean.  You can walk down the pier over the water – there’s always fisherman out with lots of yummy things they call bait. You can even explore under the pier for goodies.

And what else will you find?  Lots of LOVE.

We love you cousin Sammy!  We hope you enjoy your visit with us at the beach 🙂

❤

 

Pee-Pee Dance Anyone?

My mom and dad – shakes piggy head.  Sometimes they act five – yep I said that out loud.  It’s the truth.  I can’t believe I let them leave the Hotel Thompson together to venture out and get in trouble.  I will never learn.  But I have to admit, the trouble this time happened once they got back to the Hotel Thompson.

You see, they out for dinner last night.  Nothing wrong with that.  They went to one of their favorite spots and were greeted from the owners with, “Hey, that’s Bacon’s parents”.  Snorts – I ❤ how they have no identity anymore.  They talked to the owners, ate dinner and left.  Upon leaving, they go through the same routine with each other.  I’m sure you know the one.  It goes something like this with dad asking, “Hey, you need to go potty?  It’s a long ride home.”  Followed by mom saying, “No, I’m good.”  Famous last words huh?

So they get into the Jeep for the ride home.  About mid way home, mom can be seen behind the wheel starting the dance.  Oh you know what I’m talking about.  The pee-pee dance.  The one where it hits you from out of the blue with such a wham and you start shifting and moving around – thus called the pee-pee dance – logical thinking is that the ‘dance’ will stop the rush.  Yeah right – it never does.  This is when mom challenges the hamsters in the motor to go faster and tries to get through all of the green lights while you pray to the Gods above that you can ‘hold it’.  All the time, daddy is sitting in the passenger seat doing the, “I asked you if you needed to go” repeat statement.  Yeah thanks dad, that makes every thing seem so much better.

Then daddy goes to the next step to irritate make mom feel better in her circumstance.  He starts telling mom some of the following statements, “That wine sure tasted good huh?” or “Don’t think of running water.” or “Are you ready to go to the ocean?”  See, daddy’s silly or should I say dumb like that.  All the time he is saying these things, mom keeps cutting him the eye.

So they finally pull up at the Hotel Thompson. Mommy is now to the point of struggling.  Raise your hands my friends if you have seen your humans at this point.  Rocking back and forth on their legs, twining their legs together doing the two step, wobbling at the door and trying to put the key into the key hole that at this point looks as big as an eye on a needle – all trying to “hold” it.  Snorts – I told you before that humans are weird.

By this time, I’m on the other side of the door and I can hear mom trying to come in.  So I do what I do best.  I get excited and start squealing.  What?  It’s what I do – snorts.  Mom finally gets the door open but yet she can’t step into the Hotel Thompson.  Why?  Because she really, REALLY has to go now.  If she moves, well you know what will happen.  And of course by this time, Houdini is on play mode intertwining around both of mom’s legs.  Way to go bro!

So she stands there.  I stand there looking at her like, “Hey wazzup mom?”  Then I jumped on her.  Not good.  Not good at all in her situation – snorts.  Then she walks in the Hotel Thompson like she’s a mummy not a mommy.  It looks as if there are invisible bands keeping her knees together and she seems to be walking on her tippy toes.  Now my friends – that is a visual.  She does this magnificent two step down the hall to the powder room.  I go to the door to listen.

So you see my friends, mom and dad don’t have to really leave the Hotel Thompson to get into trouble.  They do just fine here at home – snorts.  And who wants to admit that the next time they see their parents in distress over ‘holding’ it and going to the bathroom, that you will think of my poor pitiful mummy – I mean mommy 🙂

 

What Would You Choose?

Only 4 items you can pick, what would you pick?  I think I’ve watched the television series Naked and Afraid too many times.  I’ve really thought about this and my picks are:

pot, matches, tent and knife

I could use the knife to filet fish or lobster from the ocean.  I could use the matches to light the fire under the pot to cook the fish/lobster.  Then I could nap in the tent so I had a break from the sun or rain if it happened.  What would you choose and why?

 

Shivers – Shark Week

Oh shivers!  This week it has been Shark Week on the Discovery Channel.  We have watched a lot of the shows.  Shows that highlighted when sharks attack.  Shows that highlight guys/gals going down in the ocean in shark cages feeding sharks by hand.  Shows that highlighted HUGE sharks.  Shows that highlight sharks that bit people and showed the bites – shivers.

Then if that wasn’t bad enough, mom got a wild hair over the long weekend and decided to watch ALL of the Jaws movies.  Really mom?  Not just the original Jaws with “We’re going to need a bigger boat”, but all of them – Jaws 2, Jaws 3 and then Jaws Revenge.  Shakes piggy head.  Snorts – but us anipals stood by her side and watched with her.  Double evil snorts – I even called Houdini Shark Bait.  Now *that* was funny.

After this week of watching all of these shows, I had a dream about surfing.  It was a nightmare!   There is no way this little oinker is going anywhere near the beach.  Heck, I may even rethink getting in my piggy pool or the bathtub for that matter!

Have you watched any of these shows on television?  Any favorites? Any experiences of seeing sharks in real life?  Have you seen them at the beach?

Mom and dad said they saw one at Tybee Island, Georgia a couple of  years ago.  Shivers – I’m glad it was them and not me.  I don’t wanna be shark bait.

 

31 Days of Spook – Story Submission

Oh my sweet friends.  How are you holding up so far with my 31 Days of Spook?  Are you leaving the lights on at night yet?  Are you watching all of the shadows behind you?  Are you spooked when someone says hello to you?  Snorts – if you are, buckle up those seat belts because I’ve got a great scary story for you today.  This story was submitted by my friend Easy.  If you haven’t met Easy, please visit his blog and tell them that Bacon sent you.  Without further ado, here it is straight from Easy’s mouth – his horror story 🙂

“The Haunted Archipelago of Britanny or the Archipel des Glénan is located some miles westwards of my crib.

Because the whole area was subtropic once, the archipelago with 9 islands and a lot of dead coral reefs accrued there. There are Saint Nicholas, Loc’h, Penfret, Drenec, Guiautec,Quignénec, Bananec, Brunec and Cigogne. Some are inhabited, some are abandoned and some are occupied by sheeps – butt ALL are haunted. The reefs and rocks  and the the special drifts shall be the reason that many ships got lost there and a giant ships graveyard was built during the years. But the truth is, that this ships were sunken by La Groac’h de l’île du Loc’h, a witch who lives on the island Loc’h. She is the richest woman of the world, because she collected all the treasures from the ships she pulled to the ground of the sea. She is described as a beautiful girl what caught the sailors who lost their ships, butt in reality she is a  wild creature, as ugly as a baboons ass with snakes and algues in her hair and with giant fangs in her mouth.

Her home is at the bottom of a lake at Loc’h and it’s being said that this lake has a secret connection to the ocean where she is luring for her victims. Once in the clutches of La Groac’h you belong to her fur ever and ever…

and ever…. Maaaan, thanks Overlook-Twins, are you everywhere or what? Breeze off!

Because the bretons are practical thinking people, they built a chapel and a cemetery on Loc’h, where they buried the sailors who died in maritime disasters. That was much easier than to bring them to mainland, because they anyway landed at the island of La Groac’h.  And btw. the striped sailor shirts, called Mariniére or matelot ,  were invented there. Dating back to March 1858 French Navy-Wear Act when all mariners were required to wear a blue and white striped top in order to aid spotting and rescuing should they fall into the sea. The rules required 21 white stripes of 20 mm and 20/21 blue stripes of 10 mm and soon all sailors, particularly around the busy ports of Brittany were wearing it. The legend tells that every one of the 21 stripes stands for a victory of Napoleon… and the hole for the neck probably stands for Waterloo or what?  Butt anyway that’s the shirt what became famous in 1917 as Coco Chanel wore it with  widelegged pants.  Althought many designers and chainstores  copied that style , the  original  is made by ARMOR LUX, they are still in business and if you want to be prepared for all reasons what can happen at sea, you should get one.

Another island, called Cigogne has a fort, what was built in 1717 to safe the coast from pirates, dutchmen and brits. The fort was used by french troops and during the WWII occupied by germans. Today the island is used by the world famous Sailing School Les Glénans, but it’s totally haunted and during stormy nights you can hear the screaming and howling of the lost souls of the former residents. Sometimes a sudden mist comes up there and between the fog patches you can discover the praying arms of the lost souls who crave for salvation.

Till today the archipelago is a beautiful but dangerous area, every year the coast guards  find bodies of smart tourists or people from Paris who thought they can hop from island to island by foot during ebb tide. Some of them  end as the prey of  La Groac’h who is insatiable. Also many ships end there, from rubber-rafts  to  million-dollar yachts, La Groac’h knows no difference. Treasure hunters mostly land between their objects of desire or in jail, because the whole area is a protected reservate.

And the boast of some bathtub-captains and the special weather there, what changes within minutes without a warning, are La Groac’hs helpers… That’s very annoying for the coast guards who have to risk their lifes to collect the peeps who fidget in the creek after a sudden storm… and otherways their  Bouillabaisse, the traditional meal after a storm gets cold while they have to pick up that folks…and a cold Bouillabaisse is  totally NOT tasty, just saying…

 

Pee-Pee Dance Anyone?

My mom and dad – shakes piggy head.  Sometimes they act five – yep I said that out loud.  It’s the truth.  I can’t believe I let them leave the Hotel Thompson together to venture out and get in trouble.  I will never learn.  But I have to admit, the trouble this time happened once they got back to the Hotel Thompson.

You see, they out for dinner last night.  Nothing wrong with that.  They went to one of their favorite spots and were greeted from the owners with, “Hey, that’s Bacon’s parents”.  Snorts – I ❤ how they have no identity anymore.  They talked to the owners, ate dinner and left.  Upon leaving, they go through the same routine with each other.  I’m sure you know the one.  It goes something like this with dad asking, “Hey, you need to go potty?  It’s a long ride home.”  Followed by mom saying, “No, I’m good.”  Famous last words huh?

So they get into Albert, mom’s little Smart car, for the ride home.  About mid way home, mom can be seen behind the wheel starting the dance.  Oh you know what I’m talking about.  The pee-pee dance.  The one where it hits you from out of the blue with such a wham and you start shifting and moving around – thus called the pee-pee dance – logical thinking is that the ‘dance’ will stop the rush.  Yeah right – it never does.  This is when Albert pumps up the volume and makes the hamsters in the engine go faster and tries to get through all of the green lights while you pray to the Gods above that you can ‘hold it’.  All the time, daddy is sitting in the passenger seat doing the, “I asked you if you needed to go” repeat statement.  Yeah thanks dad, that makes every thing seem so much better.

Then daddy goes to the next step to irritate make mom feel better in her circumstance.  He starts telling mom some of the following statements, “That wine sure tasted good huh?” or “Don’t think of running water.” or “Are you ready to go to the ocean?”  See, daddy’s silly or should I say dumb like that.  All the time he is saying these things, mom keeps cutting him the eye.

So they finally pull up at the Hotel Thompson. Mommy is now to the point of struggling.  Raise your hands my friends if you have seen your humans at this point.  Rocking back and forth on their legs, twining their legs together doing the two step, wobbling at the door and trying to put the key into the key hole that at this point looks as big as an eye on a needle – all trying to “hold” it.  Snorts – I told you before that humans are weird.

By this time, I’m on the other side of the door and I can hear mom trying to come in.  So I do what I do best.  I get excited and start squealing.  What?  It’s what I do – snorts.  Mom finally gets the door open but yet she can’t step into the Hotel Thompson.  Why?  Because she really, REALLY has to go now.  If she moves, well you know what will happen.

So she stands there.  I stand there looking at her like, “Hey wazzup mom?”  Then I jumped on her.  Not good.  Not good at all in her situation – snorts.  Then she walks in the Hotel Thompson like she’s a mummy not a mommy.  It looks as if there are invisible bands keeping her knees together and she seems to be walking on her tippy toes.  Now my friends – that is a visual.  She does this magnificent two step down the hall to the powder room.  I go to the door to listen.

So you see my friends, mom and dad don’t have to really leave the Hotel Thompson to get into trouble.  They do just fine here at home – snorts.  And who wants to admit that the next time they see their parents in distress over ‘holding’ it and going to the bathroom, that you will think of my poor pitiful mummy – I mean mommy 🙂

 

Happy Summer

Today is the first day of Summer.  It’s official – it’s time to play in the sun and water my friends.  Vacation is upon us.  A time to rest, relax and let go all of the worries in the world.  Revive our inner child.  Go on my friends.  Go outside and walk in the freshly cut grass – I might even attempt this today… of course with socks on – snorts.  Walk in a creek, get in the ocean or a pool.  And speaking of pools – I’ve gotta go now.  I’ve got to go call talk to that daddy of mine about a pool he should be getting this little oinker!

Have a great day my friends – Happy Summer!

 

PLOL (Piggy Laughing out Loud)

Every once in a while while I’m surfing the net, I come across a funny that I just can’t pass up.  This is one of those times.  In the middle of the night (I couldn’t sleep), I saw this and started snorting and squealing.  I’m not sure why but I found it so hilarious.  It kind of reminds me of something that this little oinker might do.  You think?  Would you do this too?  Snorts.

Happy Saturday my friends!  Remember to get some snuggles and love along the way.

 

 

Bashful Fun

While Bashful was on vacation with mom/dad at Tybee Island, he had the best of time.  Do you remember that little breakfast place that mom/dad liked so much called The Breakfast Club?  Well, Bashful fell in love with it as well.  He wanted to get a job there so he could stay on the island forever.  He went for an interview but well he didn’t talk too much and there really wasn’t a need for a traveling international stone so he didn’t get the busboy job – darn.

So instead he overlooked the kitchen help at the grill as they prepared mom/dad’s meal the last morning they were on vacation.  Don’t let his stoic look fool you.  He was worse than Gordon Ramsey from Hell’s Kitchen to those workers at the grill – snorts.  But he finally did whip them into shape and mom/dad got their wonderfully delicious breakfast.  It was a sad breakfast knowing it would be some time before their next return.

After that heavenly breakfast, everyone decided to walk down the streets of Tybee one more time for memories sake.

Bashful got a little freaked out when he saw this picture of a shark on the side of the building.

Heck, he rolled like an avalanche back into mom’s pocket so fast that her shorts almost fell down – now that would have been a sight!

But Bashful didn’t have anything to fear – it was just a giant shark advertising a business.  A business that I might add had some wonderful trinkets and fun things in it from the beach.

Yep, that mom of mine – she likes to shop – snorts.

And of course, no good-bye is complete without walking down the pier and telling the ocean farewell.

Bashful went a little too far though.  He threatened to jump if mom/dad didn’t stay just one more day longer on their trip.  Well heck, what could they do?  They couldn’t have Bashful jumping off the pier – he can’t swim!  He sinks… like the Titanic.  The poor thing – I never taught him a fundamental important thing like swimming.  And mom, she couldn’t go in after him, she can’t swim either!

So, they had to do what they had to do.  Stay one more night. Way to go Bashful.  I wonder if I threaten to jump off the couch, would I get my way in anything?  hhhmm – I’m off to practice before mom gets home 🙂