And They Are OFF!

  A couple of weeks ago, I gave mom/dad a list of things I just needed to send off this year for Christmas around the world.  Now, mom looked at the list and just dreaded it because the woman *hates* shopping. Can you believe that my friends?  A woman that *hates* shopping?  Rolls piggy eyes – I know unheard of.  Now on the other hoof, dad LOVES shopping.  He can’t get enough of it.  In fact, personally I think he was a woman in a previous life – I’m just saying.

But daddy had this bright idea to come over him Sunday morning.  He said to mom, “You know, I bet the post office won’t be busy today.  Let’s go play Santa and Mrs. Claus and mail everything off.”  You know friends that this is not going to end well, right?

 So mom went through all of the shopping bags, made out all of her Christmas cards that she could remember and started bagging things up.  Of course, us anipals here at the Hotel Thompson tried to help.  So friends, if you get a card or a package from us and it has some anipal fur in it, you my friends just got a bonus – snorts with piggy laughter.  Now you need to figure out which one of us it came from because we were all trying to help mom out.  She might of gotten a little frustrated to say the least in our attempts to help.

This picture here to the right is one of the many bags that was loaded up in the Jeep for transport to the main post office that is open on Sundays.  You see, last Sunday mom/dad went there to get some customs declarations and there was no one in line.  Thus that is why daddy thought no one would be there this week.

Let me tell you something my friends,  daddy was wrong… as usual.  The post office was packed!  There were 23 people in front of us and ONE teller.  Yep 23 people – mom counted them.  So they stood in line…and stood…and moved slightly…and then stood some more.

Finally mom had to walk because her back was hurting.  She went outside and came back in laughing.  Of course, daddy hadn’t moved that much in line.

He asked mom why she was laughing.  She told him and I have to admit that it was hilarious.  What was it?  Okay outside of the post office there are several signs that fully enforces “Do not back into parking spaces.”  The post office is really strict about this rule.  Mom is standing outside, sees the sign and looks around the parking lot.  That’s when she sees it and starts laughing… of course all the while whipping her camera out to take pictures of course.

 On the other side of the sign is the car that is what – backed into a parking space.  Oh dear Lord no.  We better call the postal police on this situation STAT.  What?  Oh yeah – hits piggy forehead – *THAT* is the postal police backed into a parking space.  What was I thinking?  Talk about setting the example by leadership huh?  Mom told this to daddy and he was just laughing up a storm.  Why is that some people don’t have to follow the rules huh?

 And we all know my daddy.  He really doesn’t have a serious bone in his entire body.  Maybe that is how he stays so young – acting his shoe size?  There mom/dad are standing in the slow line progressing closer and closer to the one teller.  Daddy gets this grin on his face, looks at mom and says whose envelope is this?  Mom looks and tells daddy.

Daddy then says, take my picture.  Mom says okay and clicks away.  Daddy then tells mommy, “You can tell Fozzie I touched her package”.

Shaking piggy head.  I told you my friends – he acts his shoe size!

 

 

 

The Great Post Office Drama

    Oh friends.  I’m not sure if your post office is like our post office but you gotta enjoy a great hide and seek game.  Oh wait a minute, you don’t know the whole story of The Great Post Office Drama – snorts.  Pull up a chair, get you a drink and some popcorn.  This is the mystery.

Okay here it goes.  Last Friday, there was a knock on the front door of the Hotel Thompson.  Before dad could answer it – which trust me was only moments – the mail person jumped in their truck and went on down the street.  What?  Was that a run by post office… a run by knocking… a test to see if anyone was home?  Was there a video camera somewhere with people going to jump out to say “Gotcha”?  I mean it was that quick.  Later on when mom came home, she found a piece of paper in the mailbox saying they tried to deliver a package.  Yeah, okay.  On the notice, it said who it was from so mom told me and I got so excited I squealed.  The notice said you could come the next morning, Saturday, to the post office and pick it up.

So all night long, I waited.  I tossed and turned.  All in anticipation of what the package contained.  Saturday morning, I got mom up early and her/dad went to the post office.  Now, our post office for our neighborhood is like 10 miles away which is really odd because we have a post office like 3 miles away.  But that is post office guidelines for you.   Mom/dad get to the post office and guess what.  It’s closed.  Locked down.  No one home.  Nada.  What the heck?  Mom looks at her notice again.  Yep, she’s at the right place.  How’s that for service, huh?

So mom/dad go back home.  Later on in the day, mom just happens to see the postman or should I call her postwoman.  She runs out to meet her waving the slip of paper in her hand.  Mom in so many nice words tells her about how it was ‘attempted to be delivered’ and fusses.  Of course the carrier apologizes and doesn’t have the package today.  Mom then tells her she even went to the post office on the slip she left and guess what – they were closed!  The carrier took the slip and said she would have the substitute deliver it Monday.  Great.  My package will have to wait until Monday.  Drats.  Stomps hooves.  Has a hissy fit.  I don’t wanna wait.  I want it NOW.

So here we are – Post Office 2 and Me -0-.  Monday comes around finally and mom just happens to get off early due to a meeting.  She gets home just in time for the mailman thinking she will have my package.  Guess what – no package.  He knows nothing about it.  This pig can only take so much my friends.  I beg mommy – please go find my package.  We all know it’s out there somewhere…. probably in package purgatory begging to come home to me.  I can almost hear it now – “Find me Bacon”.

So mom/dad jump in the Jeep and go to our post office.  All the way daddy is telling mommy that package is gone like the wind never to be seen again in these parts of the South.  But mom, she has the patience of a saint.  She goes into the post office and explains the dilemma.  What do they say?  “You are at the wrong post office.  You have to go to this post office”.  Which might I add is a bit further.  When mom says the paper said this one.  Are you ready for it….. the post person laughed and said, “Oh, those are old papers.  We changed a while back.”

So mom goes out to the Jeep and hears daddy say it again, “Bye-Bye package”.  Of course by this time mom is determined she will track my package down.  She goes to the second post office and of course, they can’t find it either.  What is this, the great treasure hunt of the south?  She asks for a supervisor, explains the situation and do you know what they told mommy?  When mommy told them about ringing the door bell and then promptly leaving, they said that the carrier will only wait a second or two.  WTH?  This almost made mom lose her mommy mind.  That’s hardly enough time to get off of the sofa.  Then the supervisor went on their great hunt and find mission.  And guess what?  They couldn’t find it either!  Talk about your customer service and don’t get mom started on the attitude everyone was having with their attitudes like mom was just plain crazy.

Now mom is getting a little upset and puts on a thick southern charm.  She asks to speak to the head person in charge.  He comes to the desk and she explains the entire situation again of course this times she is keeping her calm but oozing her forceful southern stand.  They then go on a hunt and find mission.  And guess what?  They come back with the package!  It was on the supervisors desk of all places.  OMP – happy dance – happy dance.  Mom takes the package, squeals in the post office, says thank you and goes out to the Jeep… just waiting for dad’s response.  He’s in shock.

They come home and give me the package!  Now you are probably asking, “Bacon, who is the package from?!”  I’m glad you asked my friends.  It was from my brother Easy across the pond.  What a brother and pal he is.  He sent me this package for my birthday.  And let me tell you something.  Easy you are the best!  We loved it!  My mom/dad laughed so hard when they opened the package.  We loved everything.  Thanks brother!!

Look at these goodies – squeals with piggy delight.  Now the pink pig is a bank.  That way I can save some of my allowance for my future trips here/there in the world.  I even let mommy put STAR (that’s his name) on the new book shelf in the living room.  That way we can make sure he doesn’t wonder off and get hurt.

And then there is Pee and Pool.  Oh.my.piggy.heavens.  Can you belief that?  I ❤ them!  We have all laughed and laughed over them.  Pee and Poo.  You want to take a better look don’t you?  Are they not the funniest duo you have seen in sometime?  You just gotta love them.  Heck mommy even picked them up and hugged them – now *that* was funny!  Oh brother – thank you so very much for thinking of me.  I love everything!!  ❤ Bacon

 

 

Shout Out!!

Piggy Squeals!  Yesterday the mailman came to the door of the Hotel Thompson.  He said he had a package for me and he had to see me… of course he knows me and finds an excuse to see me when I have a package.  I came flying to the front door where he petted me and gave my box to my daddy.  Daddy said I had to wait until mommy got home to open it.  

I thought mom would never get home but finally she did from the worky place.  She let me and dad open the package.  Squeals!!  Score for all of us here.  Do you see all of these delicious delights that we got?  Are you wondering from who and where the box came from?  Can you guess by looking at the picture?  

It came from my buddies Samuel and Wallace in Johannesburg, South Africa!  Aren’t they the coolest?!  They sent a little cork board in the shape of South Africa – you can see it on the upper left hand side of the picture.  Mom put all of the chocolate in the fridge to harden back up.  The pupcorn – OMP! – me and my brother Houdini had some of that.  It is DELICIOUS!  

Thank you my buddies.  I really, REALLY appreciate your thoughtfulness.  Ya’ll were so sweet to think about us here at the Hotel Thompson.  THANK YOU! 

 

ASPCA Rachael Ray Giveaway

AAWW – A while back I won a giveaway on my friend Coco’s web page.  You can read all about it here. We found out while we were on vacation at the beach a couple of weeks ago.  We were totally psyched!  Me win – HOORAY!  This could not have happened at a perfect time – you know since we got the little guy Houdini here at the Hotel Thompson.

Yesterday around noon, there was a knock on the door and it was the Federal Express guy.  Now I’m just going to say that he might have jumped a little at first when I came to the door with daddy – snorts.  He wasn’t expecting me but I sure was expecting my package made out to me might I add – 🙂

And of course daddy was being a loser but not letting me open my package until mommy got home – turd head.  But he did let me call mommy to tell her that it came.  I’m not sure who was more excited – me, mommy or Houdini who didn’t know what was happening.

So as soon as mom got home, we let her put her things down before we started on about opening the package.  It was Christmas here at the Hotel Thompson!  A toy dog, a blankie, a bandana, a pop up water bowl, a travel mug, cookies (the kind that daddy can actually eat – snorts), a frisbee toy and a hat with cat ears.  OMP – score for Little Man Houdini!!

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And mom – oh my silly mom.  She loves the hat with cat ears.  Don’t you think it is so her!?

And the tote that everything came in – that is awesome!  It’s HUGE and insulated.  Mom said there are so many things she can use that with.

So we have to say some shout outs and thank you’s to the following:

Katie and Cocco – Smooches! ❤

ASPCSA

Rachael Ray

Ya’ll ROCK!

 

Thank You and Help Please

Oh my friends!  What a wonderful thing that happened here last night at the Hotel Thompson.  I got mail!  Not an email but real goodness mail.  I was so piggy excited that I ran all over the house and couldn’t wait until mommy got home from the worky place to open the package.

 When she did – OMP!

It was the most beautiful thing in the world.  My ❤ just swelled up with so much love to my good pal Fozzie.  Why do you ask?  Well, she actually made me something with very own two hands.  It’s adorable – LIKE ME.  It’s cute – LIKE ME.  It’s priceless – LIKE ME!  It has an awesome bell on it that is so freaking cute!  I’m letting mom take it to work with her to put on her desk beside another great piggy that my Auntie Sharon made me a while back.  That way every single time mom looks at them during her stressful day, she will think of all of the love that went into making these and of course of ME!

And of course, mommy did a special thank you video to my friend Fozzie.  You can see that at the bottom.  NOTE:  Ignore mom’s southern twang – snorts.

And now this is the part where I need you my friends.  As you know we have little Houdini here at the Hotel Thompson.  The little guy is going through some puppy teething kind of bad.  He wants to chew on everything – including my tail – snorts!  Any of you my good friends have any thoughts or suggestions on helping the little guy out?  Anything would be like most welcomed.  Mom tried the washcloth in the freezer trick – he turned his nose up at it and went for mom’s fingers instead – snorticles.

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So – can you help this piggy out?  I know my tail and mom’s fingers would like great appreciate it so very much!

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Albert’s New Tag

So the other night, my Aunt Tina sent my mommy a picture of a car tag that mommy went bonkers over.  So much so, that Aunt Tina ordered it and sent it to my mommy for Christmas.  This is the third package that we got this week 🙂

Aunt Tina said that she actually saw it on the back of a Smart Car.  And well since mommy has a Smart Car and she’s a fanatic, Aunt Tina thought mom would love this.  And she was right!

When you figure it out, you just *know* that it is right up mom’s alley.  Can you figure it out?  Think about it – wait for it – wait for it 🙂  It’s all mom, isn’t it?

Thank you Aunt Tina for making mom’s year – she absolutely LOVES this and has already put it on Albert.

 

Oh Auntie Sharon!!

 As I said earlier, last week was kind of a blur for poor mom with running here and there and everywhere.  Some days I don’t think she even knew which end was up or if she was coming or going. I received three packages almost back to back.  They say good things come in threes and I guess ‘they’ are right.  I was one little happy oinker over the weekend with all of my gifts.

The first package was from my brother by another mother.  You can see that earlier in today.  The second one was from my Auntie Sharon in Australia.  She is the BOMB – She is the GREATEST – She is my Auntie and I loves her!!  Piggy licks.

I got this second box and again helped mommy open it.  You see,  this little piggy has an amazing and powerful snout – just ask daddy – snorts.

I opened up the box and what fell out?  A cute, adorable, attractive little piggy that looked just like me!  It was a mini-me in fact.  It had my markings – see the little skunk mark on its head.  It was small like me.  It was irresistible like me.  I fell totally hooves over head in love with my new little friend.  I shall call him Bacon II.

Isn’t Auntie Sharon so talented??  Well you haven’t seen anything yet.

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Auntie Sharon also made me a cowl scarf.  OMP (oh my pig)!  It’s pink, heavy material with black eyes and a black tail in the back.  Now, I did let mommy put it on me and I ran back to my room and jumped in bed – snorts.  It was so warm on my little belly (snorts – I know ‘little’ belly).  I absolutely LOVE IT.  I have to be careful with it.  Mom likes it too.

We both felt the love that Auntie Sharon put into it.  It is that amazing!  How in the world did this little oinker get so lucky to have such wonderful and sweet friends to think about me.  I am by far the luckiest little piggy in the entire world!  I love you Auntie Sharon.  Thank you so much my sweet dear friend for thinking of me.  I will treasure my cowl scarf and Bacon II all of my life!

 

 

 

I Received a Package!

I love Christmas!!  Last week was really hectic here at the Hotel Thompson.  Mom and dad had parties to attend, people to visit and lists to make.  One night, mom came home to a package on the door step.  I just *knew* it was for me – snorts.

Mom brought it in and I helped to open it up.  OMP (oh my pig!)  This was totally unexpected.  I got a package from my brother from another mother – Easy at http://easyweimaraner.wordpress.com/  Talk about excitement and tail wagging.  I almost took flight right there in the Hotel.  ♥

 Play toys – which might I add the purr things went crazy for.  Which I was kind of glad because it kept them away from me for just a tad bit so I could look at my SUPER HERO shirt – thud!  Finally, I can be a SUPER HERO – Spider Pig.  And mom, she’s such a softy.  In the upper right hand of the picture, there is a book on piggies.  There are some of the cutest little darlings in that book.  Mom boo-hooed like a little girl oohh and aaww over the piggies.  It is a great and wonderful coffee table book.  In fact, mommy took it to work to put on her office table.

This time of the year has been made so special to me.  Thanks my brother for thinking of me and the others here at the Hotel Thompson.  And as your card stated, I really wish we could have Christmas together.  Perhaps one year 🙂