Dear Bacon

 Dear Bacon – Thank goodness for Pokemon GO!  While everyone is out looking for Pokemon, me and my bros are practicing our battle Corgi skills on an empty beach.  Talk about fun in the sun.  No one to watch us work our magic.  Corgi’s will rule one day !  We might even let you in on our team since your’e a cool pig.  Signed Corgi’s Unite!

Dear Corgi’s Unite – Oh my piggy heavens!  Look at ya’ll with your swords and everything.  Dudes, ya’ll have skills.  I just know I could fit in.  I have a powerful snout.  Trust me on that.  I put my head down and snout out and CHARGE!  Keep practicing and keep me posted okay.

 

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 Dear Bacon – Hey.  You definitely need to join us for a drink the next time you are in our area.  We know this bar where everyone knows your pet and human name.  The tab is endless – they just bill our charges to the human folks when they come in – good deal, huh?  So the next time you are our way, stop in for a bowl of milk or popcorn or a pint… of ice cream that is.  Signed, Coon, Pug and Mutt

Dear Coon, Pug and Mutt – Now you are talking my language.  A anipal friendly bar where they know our names and don’t bill us but our humans.  I am so in on this fun ride.  Save me a pint please cause I’m off to map you on my Waze app.

 

 

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Dear Bacon – You do realize that by the human dressing me up in this garb, taking my picture and then laughing like a jackass, there will be punishment repaid.  How embarrassing huh?  The human is even talking about me wearing this ridiculous outfit for Halloween in a couple of months.  Please make this stop.  What can I do?  Signed Oscar (and yes that’s my name – rolls kitty eyes)

Dear cough-cough Oscar – Dude, you have to admit the brilliance of your outfit.  I know – I know.  But look at you.  You are rocking the Oscar the Grinch outfit and it is priceless in the second picture.  I think you would definitely be a blast at Halloween in that costume.  But just say for pay back, maybe you can leave a fur ball on your humans favorite chair or on their pillow.  I think that would be plenty sufficient cause trust me.  In the end, you are the STAR!

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 Dear Bacon – I don’t get it.  These Air Jordans are suppose to make you be able to jump and fly and dunk.  I can’t do any of these things still.  I say this is false advertisement.  I should sue that human.  What do you think?  Signed Skippy

Dear Skippy – Snorts my friend.  First off, I think in order to “jump and fly” you would actually need some on your back feet as well.  And then running with a little thrust, you might just be able to fly.  And hey, it might help if you lace them up.  I’m just saying.  You don’t want to be mid-air and lose your shoe.  But until then, maybe you should watch this movie called, “White Men Can’t Jump”.  You know just for research purposes.  You might be able to make some money on the side if you take careful notes.  Let me know okay and I can be your manager one day.

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 Dear Bacon – I win again this year!  This is me in my championship picture of hide and go seek.  Awesome huh?  Every year in my county, they have a contest with anipals hiding in their environment.  I won again!  That’s two years back to back.  So, you got any wonderful hide and seek pictures?  Signed Winner

Dear Winner – OMP – I had to take a double look there to find you my friend.  You do blend – very well!  I say conpigulations on your win.  And it’s never too early to start working on next year’s winning picture.  I just know you can make it three years in a roll!  You go!

 

 

 

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Dear Bacon

  Oh my friends.  Every now and then as anipals we get caught with that look.  You know the look of being busted in mid flight – something like being stuck between a rock and hard a place.  You know stuck in the headlights kind of look.  These are all letters this week with that look.  Hope you enjoy.

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 Dear Bacon – Help!  I need some solid advice on not getting caught.  I know.  I know.  I can’t help it. My parents went to answer the front door.  I just happened to be sauntering by the kitchen where I smelled something delicious.  I didn’t get busted getting some tasty morsels off the table.  My humans said “this look” is what busted me. What say you?  Can you help me out?  Any tips?  Signed Food Buster

Dear Food Buster – Oh my friend.  I think ALL of us get caught with this look from time to time.  I still say that if the humans didn’t catch you with your paw on the table, how can they incriminate?  I say tell them your stomach rumbled at the time of inquisition.  Yeah, that should work.  No picture – No busted.  That’s my story and I’m sticking to it – you should too 🙂

 

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 Dear Bacon – There I was safely in the confines of my home snug deep in the ground.  That’s when I heard the biggest commotion.  Two squirrels were fighting and calling each other names that I have *never* heard of right in the middle of broad daylight.  Can you believe that?  Do you ever hear Journalist Rocky the Squirrel get into these kind of confrontations?  Signed In Awe – P.S.  What is a pesky vermin?

Dear In Awe – I say just back down into your home and ignore these fellows.  Apparently they didn’t listen to their parents about respect and fighting.  And Journalist Rocky the Squirrel has never acted with such behavior.  Nothing comes from his treetop home except sweet whistling.  Ask for pesky vermin – don’t you worry about that.  That is something your little cute self is definitely not.  Take care of you!

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 Dear Bacon – There I was pondering on my plant, sunning myself, nibbling here and there and trying to blend in with my environment.  I turned around and there was the neighborhood cat.  Oh my lizards – I almost wet myself before going completely still.  I almost became a MEAL – can you believe that?  Thankfully I was blending in or surely that pesky kitty would have taken me home to their master.  Have you ever had a close call?  Signed Feeling Green

Dear Feeling Green – WOW – that was a close call my friend.  I have had a couple of close with calls some big dogs in the neighborhood.  I’m right there with you that they almost made me make water down my leg too.  One can never be too safe.  Be careful my friend!

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Dear Bacon – They should tell you before you jump in the water that it is freezing.  Oh my fleas!  What were they thinking?  Bbrrr – It may not be cold outside but jumping in the water first thing in the morning is highly unlikable for me.  I don’t think I’ll ever be able to wizzle again – barks!  Signed Shrunken

Dear Shrunken – Snorts and oinks my friends.  Never fear.  The feeling is only momentary.  Daddy does it all of the time… then again that could account for why mom/dad don’t have kids.  Never fear though – snorts.

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 Dear Bacon – Really?  You think you have strange humans that go out unattended and get in trouble?  Mine don’t need to go out at all to get in trouble.  I hope they do realize that this means war in making me look like an idiot.  I think I will strategically place this beak somewhere on my master when he sleeps tonight… perhaps even pulling on the elastic for a certain gotcha is called for.  What do you think?  Signed Chick

Dear Chick – Oh My Piggy Heavens!  Shakes oinker head.  Yes my friend.  I agree wholeheartedly that you do need some payback on this choice of ‘fun’ from your humans.  What were they thinking?  And yes, a pop of the elastic should go far.  Maybe even follow that up with a little something-something in one of their shoes.  I’m just sayin’.  Stay safe my friend.

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Dear Bacon

 Dear Bacon – This is the pits.  No I mean it really.  It’s not bad enough that my humans put these ridiculous pajamas on me.  Now I have to wear the cone of shame.  AND they sat me in a make shift bed which is really an old potty box with a blanket.  Really?  This is how they treat me.  Can you give me a word of encouragement my piggy friend?  Signed Cat in the Hat

Dear Cat in the Hat – You know my friend.  You are looking at this all wrong.  Look at it from the positive prospective.  They put pajamas on you – I’m guessing – so that you wouldn’t scratch whatever you had done surgically, right?  Then they put the pitiful projector on your head so you couldn’t lick or bite that particular surgical spot, right?  AND then they put you in a comfortable spot with a blankie so you would be comfy.  See, look at it from this prospective.  Do you know what all of that adds up to this little piggy?  To me it says your humans care for you way more than you think and want you to be comfortable during this duration.  Instead of looking at it from your point of view, take it from my point of view.  And let me add, suck it up for all it’s worth – humans love that when they think they’ve done something to you 🙂

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 Dear Bacon –  Can you believe my humans have the audacity to blame ‘me’ – innocent cute little ‘me’ – as stealing one of their valuable orange crunchy things they snack on while watching television?  Me.  There is no way they can pin this crime on me.  There is no proof!  Signed Cheeto

Dear Cheeto – Do me a favor my friend.  Go to your nearest mirror and look at yourself.  Go ahead.  I’l wait.  Whistles while waiting and taps hooves.  Oh good you are back.  Did you see that incriminating evidence on your cute little face?  The orange stuff my friend.  That would be evidence of eating your humans prized Cheetos.  By your name, I’m thinking this is not your first run in with the law on being busted for this crime.  Might I make a suggestion for future escapades?  Once you have partaken of the evil Cheeto, go drink some water out of your bowl with delight.  I mean slush that water around on your cute little face to wash the orange stuff off.  No proof means it didn’t happen my friend.  Happy eating.

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Dear Bacon – I was cold.  It was freezing in this house.  My humans like to hang me as they so delightfully like to say.  Don’t worry about us little pooches.  I had to resort to the last step and wrap myself like a hot dog.  It does the trick especially with the sun coming in from the window.  Have you ever been this cold?  Signed Cold Dog

Dear Cold Dog – WOW.  I say if you’re cold, go for it my friend.  I’m one of the very few here with us anipals that love it cold.  I’m with my mom and like you said, we like to hang meet here at the Hotel Thompson.  The colder the better.  Heck, if we could skip over summer we would so do so.  Stay warm my friend!

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Dear Bacon – Here is my brother.  He is so weird.  I was looking down at the dog just minding my own business.  That’s when Patches (my bro) jumped up and pulled my head up.  What was so important that he wanted me to see you ask?  The humans were cooking breakfast.  Something smelled so delightful.  They call it bacon.  I’m just wondering.  Do you know what this glorious smell is?  Signed Matches

Dear Matches – I know exactly what that awful stuff called bacon is.  It’s horrible.  Such a bad thing to ever try.  Some humans get addicted to it.  See, that’s how bad it is for you cats.  Once hooked, they can’t go back.  And I for one can guarantee you that you don’t want to get hooked on that bad drug.  Yeah, it’s a bad drug.  Better steer far away from it my friends.  I wouldn’t want it to stunt your growth or anything.  Snorts!

 

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Dear Bacon – Don’t you jussst love my new ssssweater?  I got it for my birthdaysss.  I just love to sssslither around the house wearing itsss.  I think it makesss me ssslim and bringsss out the color of my eyessss.  What do you thinksss?  Signed Sexy and I Know It

Dear Sexy and I Know It – As long as YOU think you are sexy and you know it, does it really matter what anyone else thinks?  You rock that sweater around your house all you want.  Perhaps maybe next time your humans can get you a longer one?  Keep slithering there where you are my friend.

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 Dear Bacon,  My friends say I catch like a girl.  I don’t get it.  What would make them think that of me?   My owners are always throwing stuff at me.  I look at it as fun and games.  Do you like to play like this?  Signed Eeekkk

Dear Eeekk – Oh my friend.  I have no idea why your friends would say something like that about you.  I have no clue.  Your paws up in the air like that are just so darling – did that big bone get you by surprise?  Snorts.

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 Dear Bacon,  What?  I didn’t do this to the front room.  No sir I didn’t.  I walked in the front room and it was like this.  It wasn’t me.  Look closer at the picture – it was that flea ridden dog – he was the one that did this.  He is the one that is trying to frame sweet innocent little old me.  That’s the truth.  Cat’s honor.  Until they get paw prints taken, I am innocent my friend.  Signed Innocent Until Proven Guilty

Dear Innocent Until Proven Guilty, Well my friend I do see the pooch in question in the picture.  You do realize that technology is so advanced these days that they can take paw prints and saliva to figure out who did these things.  I’m just saying that if the dog did do it … cough cough… there would be some dog slobber somewhere.  If not, then things can get turned your way really fast.  So knowing this… perhaps you need to go and have a talk with poochie before the humans get home?  Just sayin’.

P.S.  Well played in your destruction.

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Dear Bacon, I’m totally a rule breaker.  This sign says Keep Off.  Guess what?  I’m not down with that.  That sign was just begging for this little pug thug to get up on it and take a picture.  BAM!  That’s what I say.  Signed Thug Wanna Be.  P.S.  Can you help me off of here now?

Dear Thug Wanna Be, okay that’s almost too funny for words my talented little pooch.  I hope jumping up there didn’t stunt your genealogy line for the future.  I do admire your tenacity of breaking the rules.  You’re my kind of guy.  Don’t worry.  I called Triple A.  They should be out shortly to help you down from your pedestal gracefully… soon I hope.  Until then, can I get you anything?  Coffee, tea, blanket, pillow?

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Dear Bacon,  Everyone likes to play in the water… my asses aren’t any different.  Really, you should be getting your pool out and ready soon.  Have fun our little friend.  If you get a chance, come join us – there’s always room for more fun.  Signed Mommy Donk

Dear Mommy Donk, You know when I first read your comment I thought, “WOW, you really hate your kids.”  Then dad explained all to me.  Smiles and grins – love your play with words totally.  This oinker would love to join ya’ll the next time I’m in town.  Until then, keep playing and having the time of your lives!

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Dear Bacon

 Dear Bacon, Going undercover these days is a hard job. I thought I would go inconcheeto. It seem to be working too. That is until I got hungry and ate my disguise. Drats. Busted again. You ever go undercover? Signed Inconcheeto

Dear Inconcheeto, I’m sorry. What was the question? I saw your disguise and immediately got the munchies. Snorts. Oh that’s right, do I ever go undercover? Sure. When I go to sleep in my toddle bed at night. Double snorts and rolls with laughter. Keep practicing my friend. You are looking good.

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Dear Bacon, I’m a great hunter. I go out deer hunting with my master all of the time. I’m very determined and can smell a deer a mile away. Nothing slows me down ever as you can tell from this great picture of me. Signed Nose to the Ground

Dear Nose to the Ground, Perhaps – and this is just a mere suggestion – you might want to look up and around every once in a while. I’m just saying. You might see a little more of your “environment” when you do. Snorts – carry on.
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Dear Bacon? Really? My human finds me in this predicament. Does he help? Of course not. Oh no. The human has to snap a few pictures first before rescuing me. Really? What the kitty heavens is this world coming to? Signed Disgusted Kitty

Dear Disgusted Kitty, There is only one thing that I can say in this kind of situation – payback. I think some well placed fur balls in some slippers would be adequate. Happy pay back 🙂

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Dear Bacon, Okay ladies. Here I am. I’m giving away free kisses. Whatcha think pig? Can you beat this? Signed Stud

Dear Stud, That’s quite the costume you have there friend. Don’t you worry. I can get all the ladies I want and I don’t need a costume. All I need is this cute little snout and sexy pot belly. Beat that – snorts.

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Dear Bacon, I think I may need some help. I read how your dad looks at you with this hunger. I think my dad is doing the same thing with me. Can you help? Signed Spud

Dear Spud, Oh dear piggy heavens above. Okay my friend. First off, walk away from the ledge in which you stand and get to a safe place. I’m calling DDFS (Department of Dog and Family Services) right now. Be safe.

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Dear Bacon

 Dear Bacon, I’m as snug as a bug in bed. Its winter and I’m not moving. Where does it say that I have to move? Why can’t I stay in this cocoon until spring? I know you hate winter too so what say you? Can I stayed wrapped up like a burrito until spring? Signed Under Wraps

Dear Under Wraps, I’m all for staying low until spring. I hate this cold weather. But for some obvious reasons – like using the facilities and eating – you might want to come out of the cocoon. Of course you can rewrap yourself after nature. So sure, I’ll see you in the spring.

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 Dear Bacon, What!? My human took this picture this morning like it was something special. This is me every day when I get up. Doesn’t everyone do this? Signed Fresh as a Daisy

Dear Fresh as a Daisy, Um no. No pal we all don’t wear that attire in the morning. But hey we have different routines. If that’s your routine, go for it and be proud of it my friend! –

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Dear Bacon, It happens every time like this when I speak to my girl. We say our goodbyes and our I love yous and then we both wait for the other one to hang up. Talk about the minutes we use while waiting – barks. I may need to take out stock in the cell phone company. What do we do? Signed No You Hang Up

Dear No You Hang Up, WOW! I’ve heard mom and dad play this game on the telephone too. It’s really cute but like you said the minutes roll until the disconnect. So I say both count to three and disconnect at the same time – of course after you say I love you. –

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 Dear Bacon, Do you think these glasses give me that serious look? I need to talk to my son tonight about curfew hours. You think this look has that distinguished don’t argue I’m your dad look? Signed Serious Dad

Dear Serious Dad, Yes that is *THE* look. Good luck with your talk tonight with your son. –

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Dear Bacon, Note to self – never look into a hole that is smaller than your head. I looked thinking there was something interesting in the box. There wasn’t. My head is now stuck. A little help please. Signed Tight Places

Dear Tight Places, I say destroy. I know you can do that. I’ve seen you cats destroy boxes. Take it out. I mean really – take it out and shred that box into a gazillion pieces. And future note – don’t stick your head in little holes. Snorts. –

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Pug Funny – OMP I Can’t Breathe!

 

Dear Coach – Special Edition

Oh my friends – we’ve got a good one for you this week.  My tummy hurts from laughing so hard.  My buddy Eli Pacheco, AKA Coach Daddy, is filling in for me this week.  Oh my friends.  When he sent me these replies, I almost spit an entire glass of water on my computer screen.  I hope you enjoy these as much as we did here at the Hotel Thompson.  Please be sure to visit his blog and show him some love.  Tell him that Bacon sent you 🙂

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Dear Coach Daddy,

I’m not a kitten anymore. I want to look … sophisticated. I’ve changed many behaviors already. I won’t chase yarn balls, and I never fall for the light-on-the-floor trick. Well, rarely. I recently discovered some makeup stored near my litter box. What do you think? Chic, or no?  Signed,  Meeee-yowza

Dear Meeee-yowza,

That is a mature look. Eye makeup does work sometimes, on some discriminating cats. Jenni-purr Lawrence, for example. With your skin tone, you might consider the natural look. Or consult Arlene, from Garfield fame. Now there’s a cat who can wear makeup.  Signed,  Coach Daddy

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Dear Coach Daddy,

My two brothers and I are inseparable. We dig holes side by side. We bury bones side by side. We even circle up and mark a fire hydrant side by side. Recently, though, one of us has fallen victim to flatulence. I’m certain it isn’t me, but it’s unbearable. What can we do?  Signed, Silent but Deadly

Dear Silent but Deadly,

I take it you all are reading this. I cannot diagnose you, or prevent it from happening. Whoever the skunky one is can perhaps bark when you poot, to mask the sound. I have nothing to mask the smell, unfortunately. Perhaps lay off the Snausages?  Signed,  Coach Daddy

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Dear Coach Daddy,

I need dating advice. I’ve heard the ladies have a soft spot for the pug, but I don’t see it happening. I even work out and eat eggs for a beautiful coat. I read online that fancy urination is all the rage in Europe. I think this pose will be a lady killer. What do you think of it?  Signed,  Zorro of the Pee Pee

Dear Zoro of the Pee Pee,

That’s quite some form, and I’m certain for the right audience, it’ll be a real hit, especially when your audience is in heat. It’s overdone, though. I’d suggest some flair – maybe try to spell your beloved’s name with your stream. A man has to make a name for himself, after all.  Signed, Coach Daddy

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Dear Coach Daddy,

Shh. I think I hear them coming. No, it’s clear. Listen. I came from a house full of cats when I was just a pup. Nowadays, I am an only pet in a happy home – but the cats, they still haunt my dreams. It’s as if they’re … watching me. Ever get that feeling?  Signed,  Nervous Nellie

Dear Nervous Nellie,

I know the feeling, girlfriend. It always seems like I’m tossing cats’ eyes on the dice. And when you turn and look? No one there. I’m glad you wrote. I thought I was the only one. I think you’re fine … but, I’d keep my back to the wall when you’re at the food bowl – just in case.  Signed,  Coach Daddy

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Dear Coach Daddy,

I’m a Great Dane who has always played by the rules. I never chew up shoes, mess on the sidewalk or bark at night. Recently, a spicy little Cavalier King Charles named Gigi has blown into my life like a dogcatcher’s net. She’s turned my life upside down.   She chews shoes, barks at night, and questions authority, as you can see in this photo I took of her. See? She’s such a rebel. Do you see a future for us?  Signed, Right-wing Rufus

Dear Rufus,

Love is a splendid mess, amigo. Maybe you and Gigi will give each other balance. She’ll show you how to toss caution to the wind and chase mailmen. You can show her the benefit of restraint and order. It looks to me like the start of something beautiful. You go dawg.  Signed,  Coach Daddy

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Thanks again to Coach to helping me out this week.  Be sure to check his blog out my friends.  And remember, Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU.  Please keep sending me your photographs and letters!  

 

Dear Bacon

Dear Bacon,

What? We were playing really hard outdoors. My friend Tinker got tired. I thought I would carry him back indoors to his mommy. I wasn’t hurting him or anything – honestly. We are just good buds. Signed Friendly Coon

Dear Friendly Coon,
aaww – Isn’t that very nice of you. I bet ya’ll have a great friendship. Tinker must love and trust you so very much. It’s nice to see that kind of friendship these days.

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Dear Bacon,
Have you ever just stopped and had a great time? Sometimes life is just way too complicated. Every once in a while, we just need to stop and pounce in the leaves to let go of a little steam. It’s great therapy. Have you ever played with the leaves and let go of a little steam? Signed Pug Happy

Dear Pug Happy,
OMP (Oh my pig!) You look so happy there jumping in the leaves and letting go of your ‘steam’. I have played outside in the leaves once or twice. Now that I think of it, it was a great way to have fun and let loose a bit. I did have a great time playing with mom. You are right – carry on my friend and have a wonderful time!

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Dear Bacon,

How humilating. My human not only took this picture but pinned it on Tumblr. Good grief. Will this humiliation ever end? Trust me, I’m two steps from going hostile back there with my human daddy. It may not look like it to you, but inside I’m steaming up like a volcano. Signed Dash

Dear Dash,
You know I like to look at the bright side of problems my friend. For instance, look at you – you don’t have to walk when you can be carried. 🙂 No, not buying that one huh? Okay, think of the brighter picture. Instead of pinning it on Tumblr, your human mom could have made Christmas cards out of that picture. 🙂 You gotta see the good in that, right? I say go for it and think positive. It could always be worse – really it could.

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Dear Bacon,

I’m not really eating my dad. I’m waiting for him to give me some positive reinforcement. You don’t believe me? You see, I watched a special documentary on National Geographic this past weekend. Lion fathers let their children do this to them and in return the dads scream like they are being hurt. This teaches the young on what to do. I was just testing this theory. I guess it doesn’t work on pooches. You think? Signed Toughie

Dear Toughie,

No my friend. I don’t think it works on your kind. But you know what? I think you look so cute and adorable. Really I do 🙂

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Dear Bacon,
I.am.so.done with this weather. I live in Georgia for Pete’s sake. It’s not suppose to snow here. And this year, it seems like Mother Nature is trying to make up for it. I’m so ready to hit the water and do what I do best – bask in the sun and fish. Are you with me? Signed Captain Sulley

Dear Captain Sulley,
Snorts. I know you in real life my friend. I’m game for ‘basking in the sun’ anytime you and your family go out. I’m just …. tapping my hoof… waiting for my invitation. And of course by invitation I mean to bask in the sun not for the main meal – snorts. Carry on my friend and have fun!!

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Dear Bacon

Dear Bacon,

I’m disgraced.  My humans find this ‘amusing’.  I find it humiliating.  While they were celebrating the big turkey day of Thanksgiving, I was the walking entertainment for family and friends.  Does it look as bad as it feels?  Signed Pugmiliated

Dear Pugmiliated,

Um, um, well, no it doesn’t look that bad my friend.  Not really.  You could turn the tables and go with it.  If your humans are going to ‘dress’ you up like turkey, maybe ask for some turkey in return?  And really, it does kind of blend in with your skin color.  You can hardly notice it!

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Dear Bacon,

You know it is that time of the year – it’s cold outside.  I don’t think many of us will be wearing shorts.  I was looking at my legs yesterday when I was bathing.  Do you think I can go the entire winter without shaving?  I won’t be wearing any dresses and I’ll be sleeping a lot this winter.  Signed Ms. Bearable

Dear Ms. Bearable,

I say do what makes you feel good.  It is winter and no one sees legs in the winter.  In fact, I’ll tell you a secret.  I heard my mommy talking about this just yesterday to daddy.  I think a lot of ladies feel the same way.  And heck, you’re going to be sleeping.  You might need that winter coat to keep you warm.

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Dear Bacon,

I want to tell you a secret.  Sometimes when no one is looking, I will put this cone on my head and pretend I’m an unicorn.  So-so pretty!  Don’t you think?  Signed Pretender

Dear Pretender,

Hey, I’m not casting a stone.  Sometimes when no one is looking, I like to put my king sized Egyptian cotton sheet on me and run around the house oinking BOO at everyone.  No judgements my friend.

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Dear Bacon,

Sometimes the humans think that they have *us* trained.  What they don’t realize is that *we* have THEM trained.  I personally like to take my human to play fetch a lot.  Hey, I’m trying to help them lose some of that holiday weight.  But when we are out and they are talking to their friends like they are exercising us, I just have to stick my tongue out at them.  Is this bad of me?  Signed Jazzercise

Dear Jazzercise,

Hey, as long as the humans don’t see it, what harm is in it?  I tell my humans that I get plenty of exercise.  It’s a long walk between my room and the kitchen at the Hotel Thompson.

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 Dear Bacon,

The wife – she left me on Black Friday to do this thing the humans call shopping.  If that wasn’t bad enough, she left me with all of the kids too.  Here I am trying to watch all of the football games and they are under my feet as usual.  Should I be mad that she left me to get out of the house?  Signed Kitty Football

Dear Kitty Football,
Hey, it looks like you have everything under control there my friend.  All of your bundles are with you – they look comfy and satisfied.  You had the situation under control.  Nah, don’t be mad.  A woman needs some time alone out of the house by herself.  Way to go super dad!

Remember my friends, keep your questions and pictures coming. Send them to me at baconthompson@gmail.com