Can’t a pig here at the Hotel Thompson take a nap in privacy? I mean, really – I was drooling and having little piggy dreams in this picture. Mom is getting worse than the Hollywood paparazzi with that camera of hers.
There has to be a line drawn somewhere… a house rule of sorts at the Hotel Thompson. You know like no pictures of the pig that are unflattering or drooling. What if Miss Piggy sees it? That’s cutting in on my future love life. What if mom decides to make a book and put that picture in there? Oh thud snort no.
I wonder how mom would feel if I take a picture of her sleeping or when she first gets up with no make up and bed head? Hey, there you go – that’s going to be my come back when I speak with her. No wait, maybe just take the picture and show it to her. Perhaps that will change her mind – evil snort PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud).