Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
Mom/dad got up early this morning and left the Hotel Thompson holding a box. They’ve had this makeshift looking box with them every since they got home. I don’t know what’s in it but it must be liquid gold. They said they would be back shortly. Translation – they are going shopping and then eating and then whenever they land, they land. Snorts with piggy laughter.
Uh-oh. I hear ringing. Shakes my piggy head. Mom/dad must be out of their minds. Check out our new telephone here.
What does it mean it knows who I am? Gulps. Help me.
This month, we are focusing on gifts. Since Christmas was just last month, let’s focus on that one thing that you received that was absolutely wonderful. Maybe it wasn’t from Christmas – perhaps it was on your birthday last year. What is it – why can’t you live without it?
Okay this month it’s easy. What’s the ONE gift that mom can’t live without? Of course, it would have to be her Apple i-Watch that her sister gave her. It does everything. It’s like an extension of her cell phone that she wears on her wrist. It’s a watch. It’s a phone. It’s a trainer. It’s a therapist with her breathing and stress levels. It keeps up with her steps/her miles. It challenges her to be more. It does everything! So yes, that would be the one gift that mom can’t live without. Much, MUCH thank you to her sister – Tina!
Welcome my friends to my Bacon’s Tales of Terror. Today, I have another true story. Something that happened to my mom that I want to share with you. Are you ready? Do you think you can stand the chills and bumps? Here’s my hoof if you need to hold it sweet friends.
Do you remember several months when we had the awful news that Mouse Girl had passed away here at the Hotel Thompson? You can read about it here. This happened so out of the blue. Mouse Girl was fine and then she was not. The day that mom/dad came home from the vet’s office, they were both just torn apart. Mom had called Fozziemom and they were talking about what happened. This is where it gets weird and strange. During their conversation, I was in the front room with mom along with Houdini and Hemi. There was a kitty that started meowing out of the blue. It was so strong and so loud that even Fozziemom heard it and asked about it. Mom was looking straight at Hemi and it was not him. The meow was strong and loud – like an adult kitty. Everyone was bewildered.
Mom went to the front door and looked outside. On the porch she saw a kitty perhaps just a couple of weeks old and the strong meowing was coming from that kitty. Mom told Fozziemom she was going to investigate and would call her back. Mom went straight outside perhaps only a couple of minutes went by from mom seeing the kitty, hanging up and going outside. That’s when she found it – nothing. No kitty. Nada. Not even a trace. What the heck?!
Our neighbor Big Daddy was sitting out front. Mom asked him if (A) he heard it or (B) he saw it. He saw and heard nothing which was odd because the kitty was right there. Mom then asked the kids that were playing in front of the house if they heard or saw the kitty. Nope. This kitty was gone in less than 60 seconds – vanished. Mom searched around the front yard, around the bushes and nothing.
The kitty has never been seen or heard again since this date. Now is that weird or what? Was it Mouse Girl saying goodbye? Thoughts?
Snorts – mommy is forever losing these items. I seriously think they are actively working together to pick on poor mom. Mom says she puts them all in the same place every single night. But if she did, wouldn’t they be in that same place in the morning time instead of MIA?
Anyone else have this problem? Snorts with piggy laughter.
Guess who my mom/dad talked to this morning – go ahead guess. I bet you can’t guess.. can you? Do you know?
They got to talk to my brother Easy’s parents across the pond. So cool! They absolutely LOVED it. This isn’t the first time they have spoken but it’s like its the first time every time – why? Because they are so cool! We just love it! But hey – now that I think of – why didn’t *I* get a chance to snort at Easy? Why were mom/dad hogging the phone? Bad mom/dad. I think ya’ll should go to your room for some punishment. Yeah that’s it. Time off for you two. Don’t worry. I’ll be in charge of the other anipals. Snorts with evil piggy laughter.
Hope everyone has an awesome Saturday – piggy out!
Friends, I need to be a serious for a bit. You see, there have been some things going on here at the Hotel Thompson that I’ve kept a secret. Imagine that. *Moi* keeping a secret. I know! I’m more surprised than you are – really I am. We have all kept it kind of low key waiting to see the results and today we got some. Mom/dad said it was okay to share now so I am.
Mom went for her yearly mammogram last Wednesday. Yes, this is where you can say OUCH! Mommy says they take her breasts and put them between two pieces of glass. Then they squish them to take pictures. For some women, there is no pain while others say it is very painful… like mom. It is definitely NOT a happy time. She kind of compares it to throwing yourself chest first up against a wall like a squishing a fly. Can you say it now? OUCH.
So this past Friday, she receives the following phone call at 4:50 PM. On a Friday – remember that okay.
“This is Dora with the Doctor’s Office. Is this June?”
“Yes, this is June.”
“Can you verify your date of birth and medical record number?”
“Yes…blah-blah-blah”
“The radiologist has reviewed your images from your mammogram this week. There is some concern over the images on your right breast. He sees a cluster of calcification and wants you to come back in for more testing.”
With a worried sound in her voice, “Okay. What does that mean? When?”
“Calcification can mean a lot of different things. We need you to come in 8:30 AM next Wednesday, 09/02/2015. After some more testing, the radiologist will meet with you and go over everything.”
“Okay. I’ll be there.” Looks down at clock and it’s now 5:00 PM… on a Friday. Great. Now I will need to break this news to my husband so we can both sweat about it ALL weekend. Terrific.
So you see friends. Mom and dad have been worried for a couple of weeks now. They didn’t tell us anipals about anything until yesterday. Can you imagine getting this phone call on a Friday afternoon before the weekend? No wonder mom/dad would just look at each other over the weekend and say to each other, “Really?” or “What if?” Unbelievable is what I say.
Yesterday, mom went for her re-test. Afterwards, the nurse said, “The radiologist wants to speak to you.” Mom would like to say she was shocked at that but after everything she had been through, can you be more shocked? Her and dad went to the radiologist’s office to meet with him and go over the results.
So they meet with the doctor and he shows mom/dad all of the images from the Mammogram – the current ones compared to the past ones and talks all of these long words. That’s when mom speaks up, “Cut to the chase. What’s going on in my terms?” Leave it to my mommy huh? They have found some spots on mom’s right breast. They want to watch them and retake some tests in six months. He doesn’t think they are anything to worry about but if they are still there and look ‘worse’ in six months, they will probably do a biopsy. But, he thinks they are okay. He then went into the different phases, sizes and shapes of different calcification’s.
Bottom line is mom is okay but she has been put through the ringer in the past week with this scare. Have your moms been through this? We pray in March 2016 that everything is smooth sailing easy peasy with no worries. If you can send her healing vibes and prayers, we would so much appreciate it my friends.
So there we were this past Saturday all of us bundled in the living room watching the clock intensely. We were expecting a long distance call from someone here in blogville. Someone that we have talked to verbally by type, sent packages to back/forth and even talked to them on Facebook. But we had never talked in person via the phone. Emails were sent back and forth and the magical time was set for 2:30 pm our time which would make it 8:30 pm their time. That’s right, they are SIX hours ahead of us.
Then it happened. The phone rang. We all jumped of course because we were concentrating on the phone and clock. Mom answered the phone and put it on speaker.
Mom – “Hello”
Friend in blogville – “Hello is this the Hotel Thompson?”
Score – jumps for joy. It is our friend and not a solicitor or robo call – snorts. I know – I know. You’re asking who was the caller. It was – are you ready for this – my brother Easy from France! We were ALL so excited. We got to talk to Easy’s dad and had such a blast! Mom was so excited that she got to talk to a real Frenchman – hubba hubba. It was an awesome time full of fact changing and getting to know each other and ask questions that we’ve always wanted to. And talk about accents. WOW! It was great.
One never knows who might reach out from across the telephone lines in the future. Thanks Easy for calling this oinker. We had the best of time! I know it’s greedy to say but we can’t wait to do it again!
You are so not going to believe this my friends. I almost didn’t! Last night, mommy came home from the worky place and told all of us something that was out of this world! I mean OUT OF THIS WORLD!
Guess – go ahead guess – who she got to talk to yesterday on the phone. I bet you can’t guess. Heck, I *know* you can’t. We were shocked. We were surprised. Heck, we all wanted to talk to them too.
Who was it?? It was my pals Wallace and Samuel from South Africa. Can you believe that? My mom talked to their mom on the phone person to person. They got to hear each other’s accents and everything. We were all like, “That’s not fair – what about us?” We wanna talk to them too.
It was crazy! It was like around 9:30AM here our time and after 4:00PM South Africa time. It was a blast. Mom explained this won’t be the last time we talk so we told her next time – we wanna talk too!
I have the subject locked and loaded. It’s just a matter of seconds now before this powerful machine takes off, leaps and catches his prey. I have the skills of a ninja. I’m silent and deadly. You’ll never see me coming. Do you have this kind of talent pig? Signed Sniper One
Dear Sniper One,
I’m shaking here at the Hotel Thompson in my hooves. WOW – that is some talent you have there. I’m amazed. I’m almost speechless. What was your prey? A fly? Oh I know… a piece of dust? Snorts. I don’t need to have ninja skills, or be silent to be deadly. I just need cuteness. Insert evil deviled ham snort. Carry on my friend.
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Dear Bacon,
I think my wife has some explaining to do. You see we got married, I had to leave for some business. I came home and there was our “baby”. I think the baby *looks* like us but is not us in some way, fashion or form. I don’t think it’s his coloring – that matches. I don’t think it’s that cute little nose – that matches. I can’t put my paw on it but I don’t think he’s mine. I think I may need to call Maury Povich for a DNA analysis. You think? Signed Mr. Rabbit
Dear Mr. Rabbit,
All that matters is love my friend. So he’s different, so what? I’m different than my mommy and daddy too. Doesn’t mean they don’t love me just the same. What’s done is done. That’s why the past is in the past. Just because something doesn’t look like us doesn’t mean we can’t love them with all of our heart.
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Dear Bacon,
They say that grass is greener on the other side of the fence. I tried to see. I got stuck. Awesome huh – NOT. I don’t get it. I’m an alligator. I’m stuck half way up a fence. A human sees me. What do they do? You would think help but no – let’s pull out that camera phone and take a picture of the gator stuck on the fence. Dude, if I was off this fence, I’d show them where to put that camera phone. Signed Stuck in Mid Flight
Dear Stuck in Mid Flight,
Snorticles. Really dude… I’m not snorting *at* you. I’m snorting at the situation. Let’s look at this for just a tiny minute. You said quote, “If I was off this fence, I’d show them where to put that camera phone.” That’s rich. That’s probably WHY they didn’t help you out. They were simply afraid of you. I know – I know. You can’t really blame them. They don’t see you as the cuddly, loveable snuggable type. They see teeth, nails, teeth, long tail, teeth and massive power strength. Shrugs piggy shoulders. That’s how it is dude. I do hope you got off the fence. I’m sure eventually someone did help, right? Stay strong my anipal.
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Dear Bacon,
I’ve been holding back in writing to you but I have this huge mystery. See, my human took this picture of me back when it was Winter. I saw this cute poodle in the hood. I went up to say hey, but she didn’t *smell* like a regular pooch? It was weird. What do you think? Have you ever seen this chick before? Signed Pugalicious
Dear Pugalicious,
Step back from the poodle my friend. I’m sorry to be the one to tell you this but that poodle is nothing but cold and made of ice – snorts. Really. She’s snow my friend. You know that white stuff that falls from the sky during Winter. Some human made a poodle chick to fool you. She is kind of cute though. Look at the tail on her – hubba hubba.
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Dear Bacon,
It’s love. Simple as that. We have found our significant other and we are in love. We have read on your blog in the past about when two half hearts find each other and they melt together forming one it’s meant to be. We looked in each others eyes and it was like we knew all about each other and felt so at home. What can we say? Signed Two Kids in Love
Dear Two Kids in Love,
aaww – That picture tells me *everything* I need to know. You two were MADE for each other in every way possible. Carry on and live long!
Poor daddy. Maybe he needs some lessons in spelling – snorts. I’m not sure but as usual I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me back up just a bit my friends.
This past weekend, my mom and dad went out unchaperoned again. Sigh – you know this means trouble somehow someway – snorts. It was early in the morning and when they came back they were groaning about being full. Mom said she ate too much and dad was heading for the Mylanta. Glutinous I’m telling you. I mean *I* would never overeat… double snorts. I don’t know where they get that from.
Later in the day, daddy was talking to mommy and he started spelling. At first, I was like that’s great daddy. You are really coming along with those big words. Then I realized what he was spelling and I was like wait a minute. He kept at it though, talking to mommy and spelling B-A-C-O-N. Why was he spelling my name?
It didn’t make sense to me to spell out my name, rub their bellies and talk about how good it was. This piggy was terribly confused during the conversation. And then dad asked mommy if she took the picture and she said yes. So then I just knew there had to be a picture of something on mom’s cell phone. Then mommy mentioned my cousin Sammy and how he has B-A-C-O-N every Saturday. With this, I just *knew* something was up.
I mean Sammy eats bacon every Saturday and then it dawned on me. They were eating P.I.G. Gulp – that’s why daddy was spelling. This can’t be good. I mean daddy was like overjoyed about how something tasted so wonderful that morning. What in the heck could it be coming from a P.I.G. that tasted good? I couldn’t imagine… cause you know Hemi has bitten me before and then spit because I didn’t taste good. So this little oinker had a mission to get ahold of mom’s cell phone when she wasn’t looking.
After she went to take a nap, I pignapped that cell phone and started reviewing pictures. OMP (oh my pig!) My eyes! What has been seen can not be unseen now. The horror of seeing this B-A-C-O-N that dad kept spelling out. Not only was it pig but it was FRIED. Thud – piggy down. We are in the south and I know we fry everything but really people – bacon?! I don’t know if I should be afraid for my life now here at the Hotel Thompson or slightly intrigued as to the taste – shivers. Help me out friends. Here is the evidence.
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.
Mom went for her yearly mammogram last Wednesday. Yes, this is where you can say OUCH! Mommy says they take her breasts and put them between two pieces of glass. Then they squish them to take pictures. For some women, there is no pain while others say it is very painful… like mom. It is definitely NOT a happy time. She kind of compares it to throwing yourself chest first up against a wall like a squishing a fly. Can you say it now? OUCH.
Bottom line is mom is okay but she has been put through the ringer in the past week with this scare. Have your moms been through this? We pray in March 2016 that everything is smooth sailing easy peasy with no worries. If you can send her healing vibes and prayers, we would so much appreciate it my friends.
ed. The phone rang. We all jumped of course because we were concentrating on the phone and clock. Mom answered the phone and put it on speaker.
Oh my goodness. Oh my goodness. Oh my goodness!
Piglove 