A pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won. He was so pleased with his donkey that he entered it a 2nd time and it won again. The local paper read: “PASTOR’S ASS OUT FRONT.” The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the Pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.
The next day, the local paper headline read: “BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTORS ASS.” This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid of the donkey.
The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent. The local paper, upon hearing of the news, posted the following headline the next day: “NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.” The Bishop fainted. He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10.
The next day the paper read: “NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.” This was too much for the bishop so he ordered the nun to buy back her donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild. The next day the headlines read:”NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE.”
The bishop was buried the next day.
The moral of the story is – being concerned about public opinion can bring you grief and misery and even shorten your life. So be yourself and enjoy life.. You’ll be a lot happier and live longer.
Oh my friends – have I got something to share with you. Everyone knows what a huge Disney fan my mom is, right? Well I found something that would absolutely tickle my mom’s fancy. WaltLife. You are probably asking yourself what this WaltLife is all about. Well, let me tell you. You can sign yourself or a loved one up to receive a monthly box from WaltLife. It works kind of like Bark Box for Houdini or KitNipBox for Hemi. Don’t worry about this piggy. I also have a monthly subscription. It’s called Nana – snorts and rolls with piggy laughter.
But back to WaltLife. You can get monthly subscriptions where a different box is sent every month. There are three tiers with this that range $20 to $48. There are also boxes that you can get for a one time delivery. It’s pretty cool just to check them out for sure.
Well you know me. I saw this WaltLife and just knew my mom would absolutely love to get a box. But here was the problem. I couldn’t get dad’s credit card… you know since the last fiasco where I so called ‘borrowed’ his credit card and made some purchases. Shaking my piggy head. Hey I needed those items for my room daddy. I really did. And plus mom was fixing to have surgery. I know she would love to have something to brighten her day. So I did what any other pigson would do. I sent the company an email explaining my situation. And guess what happened? They sent mom a free box to see what she thought.
The box came in the mail all wrapped up ‘special delivery’ from WaltLife. Needless to say when mom got her special delivery, she was over the moon! She hurriedly opened it up and found Finding Nemo – Dory, Hank, Elsa from Frozen. There was a fan, Uno cards, a brush, a cute little bag, a drink cup – it was fun all wrapped up in a cute little treasure box.
Of course mom was over the moon and quickly gave me piggy kisses to thank me. She was so excited about her box. Now we were given this box in exchange for a review. What did mom think honestly? She loved the idea of getting a monthly box from WaltLife. She loved her items. If she had to change anything, it would be nice pick your top three Disney characters and let one of them be what you get every month instead of the random character box. That is the only negative thing mom would say.
Snorts with piggy laughter. Have I got a great story for you today my dear friends. Mom/dad here are what I would call potato chip connoisseurs. Yep, that’s right. They like their potatoes. And who doesn’t because even I love me some good potatoes of any kind. Of course, they try to stay away from the snacking but every once in a while, they get pulled in.
Well, for some time Lay’s potato chips have had different flavors they have created and are sharing ‘with the world’. One flavor intrigued mom. It was Brazilian Picanha. But mom took her time in getting a bag.
I mean heck, Lay’s potato chips are like almost $4.00 a bag – can you believe that highway robbery?
Now Picanha is one of mom’s favorite cuts of steak. In fact, when mom/dad go downtown Atlanta they often eat at a restaurant called Fogo de Chão which is a Brazilian Steakhouse. There house specialty is mom’s favorite cuts, picanha. This is a picture of dad getting some of that cut at Fogo de Chão this year. It is so yummy it melts in your mouth. Well, that’s what mom/dad say. I wouldn’t know because no one has ever brought me home a piggy bag. I’m just sayin’.
But back to my story. When Lay’s came out with this flavor mom was excited to try it. She invested in the bag mumbling something about Lay’s is not cheap and what if she didn’t like it? She gets home with her cherished Lay’s and tells daddy all about it. They then open up the bag to try it. That’s when things went south. Mom hated it. Hated it. Nothing like her cherished steak she loves. Absolutely HATE does not even describe the flavor of these chips. Now me and dad on the other hoof said they were eatable. Did we want to rush out and get another bag – no way!
Have you tried any of these different flavors from Lay’s potato chips? Do you have a favorite. Do share my sweet friends.
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NOTE: Mom/dad were in no way endorsed for their opinion of these Lay’s potato chips. This is their sole opinion.
Hello sweet friends. I have to share something with you that has made mommy squeal with delight. And we all know that if mommy is happy, we are *all* happy. Am I right? Well mom is hot. Okay well dad says that all of the time – rolls piggy eyes. But I’m talking about another kind of hot – like the temperature outside. H.O.T. It doesn’t help that it’s in the middle of the Summer and outside there are temps – Hot and H.O.T.T.E.R than hell here in the south.
Mom has been doing a lot of research on bedding for her/dad’s king size bed. She came across two things that she said had to help her out at night when trying to sleep in this heat. The first was Dri-Tec sheets. Now these sheets are like those shirts that guys wear when they are working out – the ones that pull the moisture from their body. These sheets are like that. So you can sleep and not worry about feeling ‘wet’ from being overly hot. I mean heck if it works for those moisture wicking shirts, why not bedding right? I mean the air conditioning is on here but mom is going through that change – wink wink – if you know what I mean. Okay I don’t know what I mean. I just keep hearing mom say that to daddy. If you know, let me know okay.
Then mom found a special pillow that she had to have. This pillow has cool/heat touch technology. I know you are asking yourself what the heck does that mean – cool/heat tough technology. I’m glad you asked because I had to ask daddy too. Supposedly in theory, the memory foam in this pillow is such that you don’t have to keep turning your pillow over and over in the middle of the night AND the pillow actually stays cool to the touch – not cold but cool.
So mom tells daddy to fork over the credit card because desperate times call for desperate measures. Since mommy is going through the ‘change’ thing, daddy was smart and said go for it. Mom went to the store and bought these two items. Immediately when she came home, she remade the bed and was all giddy about going to bed early that night. Now, I don’t get it. You just changed sheets and added a pillow and this made mom smile a mile long with excitement. Women.
So do they work? It’s been almost three weeks now since mom over indulged and bought these sheets and her special pillow. Instead of asking mom does it work, I asked dad. Because I knew dad would give me an unbiased opinion. Dad said the sheets feel awesome on your body. They are smooth and silky but not like silk sheets where you slide off to the other side of the bed. These like comfort you and hold you. And as far as mom’s special pillow. Daddy laughed at my question. He said that mom’s head touches her pillow and within minutes she is out like a light in the deepest sleep that he can remember. Dad’s conclusion is that the sheets and pillow were expensive but making mom happy while sleeping is priceless.
Please note: we at the Hotel Thompson were not compensated in any way for our opinion on these products.
Hello my friends to another great week of Paw Time with Houdini. This week I want to talk about something that is probably important to all of us. Something that us anipals don’t like. Thunderstorms. Shivers. I hate them. The rumble in the sky, the shake of the house, the loud “BOOMS”. Why does Mother Nature have to be so vocal? Why can’t she just thrown down rain or snow or flowers? Why does she have to echo nature outside and scare all of us? I get so bad that I shake and shiver like I’m freezing. I’m not cold. I’m just scared out of my little Yorkie mind.
I was so bad with these loud noises that mom got me what was called a Mellow Shirt from Amazon. I am in no way paid for my personal experience of this Mellow Shirt. The Mellow Shirt is just like the other more popular shirt on the market. This Mellow Shirt wraps around my waist and underneath my chin. It’s secure with Velcro – and who doesn’t like Velcro right? And the Mellow Shirt is not only for thunderstorms or fireworks. It’s also good for us anipals that maybe get a little scared or shaky when riding in the car.
Mom was doubtful that this Mellow Shirt would help me but in trying to make life better for me invested the $20.00 and bought my shirt. The first day she got the shirt, we had a somewhat okay thunderstorm – nothing major – but I was a little shaky. So mom called me over to the ottoman and I got into position for her to put my shirt on my little shaking body. Now, it was different from my t-shirts because it wraps around my waist and Velcro’s securely around me. I have to admit that it did make me feel more secure. And on this day with the slight thunderstorm outside, I didn’t shake. Can you believe that?
We’ve experience several more thunderstorms and this week had one that was on a 10 on a scale of 1 thru 10 with 10 being the worse. This storm had loud BOOMING thunder for about two hours in the evening when mom/dad were in the front room with us anipals watching television. Mom called me over to the ottoman and I knew what to expect. In fact, I beat her to the ottoman as if to say, “Mom, please my Mellow shirt.” And you know what?
I was able to lay down on the couch by myself and when the booming got too much, I found a perfect spot on dad’s shoulders. How was my shaking? Probably around a 2 which is a HUGE difference from before. So my fellow anipals. If you have a fear of thunderstorms like I do, check the Mellow Shirt out on Amazon and leave hints around your house for your humans to get you one. I think you will like it.
Now, may I present to you Jokes with Daddy. Have an awesome weekend friends! ❤
A pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won. He was so pleased with his donkey that he entered it a 2nd time and it won again. The local paper read: “PASTOR’S ASS OUT FRONT.” The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the Pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.
The next day, the local paper headline read: “BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTORS ASS.” This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid of the donkey.
The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent. The local paper, upon hearing of the news, posted the following headline the next day: “NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.” The Bishop fainted. He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10.
The next day the paper read: “NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.” This was too much for the bishop so he ordered the nun to buy back her donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild. The next day the headlines read:”NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE.”
The bishop was buried the next day.
The moral of the story is – being concerned about public opinion can bring you grief and misery and even shorten your life. So be yourself and enjoy life.. You’ll be a lot happier and live longer.
I just *know* you can’t guess. So let me go ahead and tell you. My mommy is starting a new blog. She has seen how much fun I have had with mine so she wants to have fun too. Can you imagine that? And trust me, mommy has a wicked sense of humor – now you will find out where I get it from – 🙂 snorts and oinks.
Can you imagine what it will be about? FOOD – Snorts. That’s my mommy – always thinking about food. I guess you can say her and daddy are foodies. So there you go. Now you know where I get my love of food from too 🙂
So please can you help mom out so she doesn’t feel like a big loser and visit her new blog here. Go ahead a follow her so you can see all of the delicious food she is going to talk about – I’m licking my lips now in preparation. Thanks 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.
A pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won. He was so pleased with his donkey that he entered it a 2nd time and it won again. The local paper read: “PASTOR’S ASS OUT FRONT.” The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the Pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.
The next day the paper read: “NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.” This was too much for the bishop so he ordered the nun to buy back her donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild. The next day the headlines read:”NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE.”
Snorts with piggy laughter. Have I got a great story for you today my dear friends. Mom/dad here are what I would call potato chip connoisseurs. Yep, that’s right. They like their potatoes. And who doesn’t because even I love me some good potatoes of any kind. Of course, they try to stay away from the snacking but every once in a while, they get pulled in.
know* you can’t guess. So let me go ahead and tell you. My mommy is starting a new blog. She has seen how much fun I have had with mine so she wants to have fun too. Can you imagine that? And trust me, mommy has a wicked sense of humor – now you will find out where I get it from – 🙂 snorts and oinks.
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