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Mad Squirrel

U-oh.  Looks like Journalist Rocky the Squirrel got into some bad nuts.  Protect yourself my friends.  Squirrels are mad.  Snorts with piggy laughter.

 
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Posted by on 07/12/2016 in Bacon

 

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Paw Time with Houdini

 Welcome my friends to another week with Paw Time with Houdini.  Last weekend, Nana got a new puppy named Dingo.  He’s a shepherd mix.  Very cool to have a bigger uncle.  I say bigger because this guy is bigger than my brother Bacon.  Can you believe that?  Well, he’s taller and has LONG legs like a giraffe.  Okay, maybe not as long as a giraffe but they are super LONG.

 Mommy took me up to see Dingo in a meet/greet session.  You know so we could get used to being around each other.  This picture to the right is of Dingo when mommy came in to Nana’s house.  Mom says he had kind of a “what the heck is that thing in your arms” kind of look.  She wanted to make sure Dingo knew I was a friend and not a two piece snack.

So mommy sat down with me in her arms and we all had a conversation together.  Mommy introduced us to each other and told Dingo we were all family.  We don’t hurt family.  Mommy then explained that I come up from my house every once in a while to spend time with Nana.  And although Dingo had the job of keeping Nana company and protecting her now, I still have a job too.  We all have to do our parts.  Mommy then let us say hello and sniff at each other for a bit while I still sat in her arms.

 Then she put me down and of course I jumped over to the other couch where dad was sitting.  Dingo came up to me and I said a few words to him to let him know I was welcoming him to the family.  I also told him that I had plenty of toys up here at Nana’s and he was welcomed to play with any of them.  I also told him that we had a big back yard down at the Hotel Thompson and he could come down and play with me from time to time too.  And, that we could go on walkies around the neighborhood together.  He couldn’t fit into my stroller but he could walk beside me and protect from other dogs – that was part of his job now.  I think he understood everything I was telling him.  Especially about the part of taking care of Nana.

 Then he told me that he would take care of things up here at Nana’s and that I didn’t have to worry about that.  He also told me that he would protect me because he said I would look like shark bait walking the streets by myself.  We exchanged cell numbers and told each other we would Facetime each other to keep each other posted on what was going on with each side of the neighborhood.

I have to say that I think he’s a pretty cool guy.  He still has a lot of puppy in him he said – he’s only 4 months – so that makes me the oldest by 6 months.  I think we will both have a long time of growing up together and playing.

I told him I would be up on Tuesday.  That was our scheduled spa day and he would absolutely love spa day.  We get the works then when the groomer comes out and makes us all pretty for our humans.  Humans love that.

Well my friends, I hope you had a great time visiting with me this week.  Until next time, have an awesome weekend!

 
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Posted by on 05/15/2015 in Bacon, Houdini, Paw Time with Houdini

 

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Oh No You Don’t Daddy!

20140702-105046-39046719.jpgSo early last week, mom and dad went to bed, turned on their television to watch the news and got all comfortable.  Hemi, as you can see in this picture, likes to sit front and center and swat at the news people.  See, it’s not just me that purr thing swats – snorts.  Mom sets the timer on the television and those humans of mine usually drift off to sleep land express before the television turns off.  But the other night, the television went off early.  Mom assumed that since Hemi was near the remote control, he probably hit the button and turned it off.  No problems.

So mom gets up the next morning to watch the news while getting ready for the worky place and guess what?  The flat screen won’t come on.  What?  That’s not good.  So my mom, who is NOT electronically inclined might I add, checks everything – all plugs, resets the television and hits the button again.  Nothing.  Now she fusses a bit and I’m sitting on the bed watching her.  Daddy wakes up from his slumber like a bear waking up from hibernation and asks whats going on and why am I on his bed.  I gave him a stink eye look just like mommy did – snorts.

Mom explains to him what happened.  Then daddy did something so stupid that I started snorting almost rolling off the bed.  He asks mommy, “Did you check the plug in?”  Pardon me dad, let me help you put that size 10 foot right into your mouth because mom is going to get you so good.  And trust me, putting your foot into your own mouth is NOT going to be as easy as you were a child.  Nope.  Not at all.  Trust me on that one.

After mom so politely told him where to shove his comment, mom told him she had checked all of the plugs.  She might have put in a “DOH” somewhere in there but I don’t think he heard her – snorts.  Then dad said the most outrageous thing.  He said, “Well, I guess it’s broken then.”  WOW daddy, you think?  Rolls piggy eyes.

And then when you thought that daddy couldn’t say anything more incredibly stupid, he did.  He said, “Well I guess we will have to take Bacon’s flat screen from his bedroom”.  Whatchu talking about daddy?!  I don’t think so.  You can back away from my flat screen this minute.  Nope. Not going to happen.  Not in a New York piggy minute.  That’s my television.  I jumped up on the bed and got in my fierce mowhawk stance and gave him the best stink eye look I could muster.

Mommy looked at me.  I looked at mommy.  Daddy looked at me.  I looked at daddy.  Then mommy looked at daddy and said, “If you are brave enough to take Bacon’s television, you go right ahead”.  Then there was silence while daddy was thinking.  I know he was thinking.  I could see smoke coming out of his ears – snorts.  I know he was calculating how he could do it without me getting him.  Don’t let this cute adorable face fool you.  I can protect what’s mine – like my television.  Okay.  I might have squealed a little too to enforce I meant business.

Dad finally said, “I think we have another one in the work out room, don’t we?”  That’s right daddy.  Ninja Pig Bacon wins.  You move right along to the work out room and get that television.

Pardon me now my friends.  Green Acres is playing on my television in my bedroom.  I need to go watch it.  Did I mention it was my television?  Snorts.

 
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Posted by on 07/09/2014 in Bacon, Hemi

 

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