Hello dear friends. Today is the official Book Lovers Day. Don’t you just love a great book. Something that takes you away from the every day ordinary life that you have. Something romantic – something exciting – something spy or a great mystery. Anything that you can read to put you in another life or another space in time. Reading can be for fun, educational, relaxing or research. Reading can make us laugh, smile or even cry.
Today, I encourage you to find that interesting book – of any topic that intrigues you. Open the book and start your journey anywhere – in the house, on your bed, in the grass, on a hammock. Go away, even for a couple of hours, to a place that you don’t need a passport to travel.
I myself will be researching some recipes. There are a couple of chickens and roosters that don’t know what time it is in our hood. I’m researching ways to help them – even chitter chatter. No really, just researching some interesting recipes. Now my friends, go find your book!
Hello dear friends. Today is the official Book Lovers Day. Don’t you just love a great book. Something that takes you away from the every day ordinary life that you have. Something romantic – something exciting – something spy or a great mystery. Anything that you can read to put you in another life or another space in time. Reading can be for fun, educational, relaxing or research. Reading can make us laugh, smile or even cry.
Today, I encourage you to find that interesting book – of any topic that intrigues you. Open the book and start your journey anywhere – in the house, on your bed, in the grass, on a hammock. Go away, even for a couple of hours, to a place that you don’t need a passport to travel.
I myself will be researching some recipes. There are a couple of chickens and roosters that don’t know what time it is in our hood. I’m researching ways to help them – even chitter chatter. No really, just researching some interesting recipes. Now my friends, go find your book!
Hello dear friends. Today is the official Book Lovers Day. Don’t you just love a great book. Something that takes you away from the every day ordinary life that you have. Something romantic – something exciting – something spy or a great mystery. Anything that you can read to put you in another life or another space in time. Reading can be for fun, educational, relaxing or research. Reading can make us laugh, smile or even cry.
Today, I encourage you to find that interesting book – of any topic that intrigues you. Open the book and start your journey anywhere – in the house, on your bed, in the grass, on a hammock. Go away, even for a couple of hours, to a place that you don’t need a passport to travel.
I myself will be researching some recipes. There are a couple of chickens and roosters that don’t know what time it is in our hood. I’m researching ways to help them – even chitter chatter. No really, just researching some interesting recipes. Now my friends, go find your book!
Greetings blogville friends!! Me and Auntie Sharon from Gentlestitches are co-hosting a Read Me A Story day today – Monday, June 13, 2016.
Mom went through our books and came up with one of our favorite stories – Little Shark. We hope that you enjoy it as much as we do… we always like to attack the shark for some reason. You’ll figure out why – snorts with piggy laughter.
Dear Bacon – Hey there. Our names are Chill and Squeal. We are pleased to meet you piggy. We would love to meet you one day and have some fun. It sounds like we have a lot in common – play, eating, hiding, eating, rolling around, eating, hibernating until Spring, eating. See, don’t you think? And don’t worry about Chill’s sharp teeth in his picture. He doesn’t use them much. Signed Chill and Squeal
Dear Chill and Squeal – Well don’t ya’ll look like hospitality charm. I say if you are in the area, check me out. I’m all for new adventures – especially when eating is involved. Perhaps we can give the purr things here a run for their money. Just sayin’. And what cute little sweaters – adorable!
Dear Bacon -ssshh – don’t say a word. We are playing hide and go seek from the purr things. I think we found *the* spot. We have been under here for almost two hours and the purr things haven’t even been in the room. Awesome huh? Signed Hide and Seek
Dear Hide and Seek – Playing with the purr things, huh? First let me commend you on your hiding spot. It is most excellent indeed. Secondly let me tell you something about pesky purr things. They put you up to hide – are you ready for this? – to get ricd of you. And to think, they succeeded for two hours in not having you around. My friends, this calls for payback. Go hide their kitty boxes. I dare say *that* would be the ultimate pay back in hide and seek. And maybe that would teach them not to mess with the dogs!.
Dear Bacon – There is nothing to do in the winter weather except crawl up in front of the fireplace, don some glasses and read the great American novel. Here I am reading about Rin-Tin-Tin. It’s a great read full of adventures that we just can’t do in these cold months ourselves. What’s your favorite thing to do in the cold months? Signed Sir Chomps
Dear Sir Chomps – Awesome my friend. Reading is a great way to pass the time and live in another place for a while. These cold months can be so awful and cold. My favorite thing in the winter is being wrapped in my king sized Egyptian cotton sheet and dreaming of days of warmth and fun in the Spring. It’s a great way to stay warm..
Dear Bacon – You talk about your piggy bed all of the time. I just wanted to show you mine. Here I am chilling in the morning after the staff have went to work. It’s my favorite part of the day. A great nap followed by a snack following by another nap before the people get home. You like? Signed Dog in a Bed
Dear Dog in a Bed – Hey, you are *MY* kind of friend. I love me some sleep somewhere comfy and warm. I say go for it! And your routine ROCKS! One can never have too many naps or snacks.
Dear Bacon – I just had *that* surgery where the aliens came down and kidnapped my best friends if you know what I mean. The only great thing is they sent me home all drugged… which I highly recommend. Thank goodness I read about this procedure from when your Houdini had his so I knew what to expect from the alien invasion. Dude, those little green guys can be vicious can’t they? Signed I’m a Happy Dog
Dear I’m a Happy Dog – Happy huh? I know that’s the medicine talking pal. Just think in a couple of days, the aliens will have erased all of this pain and discomfort from your mind. Until then, enjoy the drugs 🙂
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REMEMBER FRIENDS – Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU. Please keep sending me your pictures and questions to my email. 🙂
JURY DUTY – Two words that will bring you to your knees and make a grown person cry. Welcome back to mom’s finale of serving Jury Duty. You see a lot of television shows showing courtrooms, judges, the inside of a courtroom and lots of action. Not so much in jury duty. You see, you have to pay the price to get to the action. Last time five years ago when mom served, she actually made it to the courtroom and to the Jury panel. It was a great feeling. There everyone was – the defendant, the plaintiff, the courtroom and the judge. But when mom was seated, it’s not going to go for you if the judge looks at you and says, “Hey June, how’s it going?” and you two know each other. Of course, mom didn’t get picked that time but mom had big hopes this time.
So day 2 – Tuesday, January 13. Everyone was told to report at 9AM and to make provisions to get through security and be in a seat in the Jury room on time. This date, security must have been on happy pills because everyone was so nice. Mom didn’t even have to remove her shoes and she breezed through check point – no line – it was a sign of a good day… she hoped.
Around 10AM, the trumpet played and everyone quieted down to look at the monitors. Sigh – mom was not picked again. She was starting to think she was a LOSER. She went back to reading her book. This date, mom got to finish that book because no one else got called the entire day. All of the jurors were dismissed around 4:30PM and told to report back the next day at 9AM sharp.
Day 3 – Wednesday, January 14. Mom just knew this was going to be the day. She felt it in her bones. Also security was almost as worse today than it was the first day. The courthouse was packed – a good sign you could say from a Juror’s point of view 🙂 Mom got at the courthouse at 8:15AM and by 9:00AM she was just sitting in her chair in the Juror room.
No sooner had her butt touched the chair, the trumpet went off. People quieted and gathered to observe the monitors. That’s when it happened. Mom saw her name. She jumped up and screamed BINGO. Shakes piggy head. Wrong place mom but it did get a chuckle from the room. She ran to the door and got in line. Finally, some action. YES this could be the day. Mom was excited. Finally she was going to see the inside of a courtroom, hopefully not know the judge and all would be great in the world.
Everyone lined up in the hall and counted down to make sure we were all together. There was 42 of us chosen ones. We were then told to go to the group elevators and go to the fourth floor. If the elevator should stop in between floors, don’t let anyone on because we were Jury. Sounded like a plan huh? Off to the elevators. Mom gets on one with 15 of her closest friends. The elevator lurches up and then down quickly and mom sees it now – they are all going to die in the elevator! But, they made it finally to the fourth floor. Sigh – that sounds like a winner just making it alive.
They stand in front of the courtroom and wait for the others to arrive. Here’s another new thing that they have set up at the courthouse. In front of each courtroom, there is a television monitor that shows the cases, defendants, attorneys, etc. Mom just scanned the list. Much to her surprise, she recognized most of the defendant names through her work. Snorts – NOT a good sign.
Finally everyone makes it to the hallway and the clerk ushers us to a waiting courtroom that is empty. There they sat for almost two hours in pending status. The judge finally came in and said that the defendant plead guilty once we arrived so we were not needed. Darn – that close! So we were advised to go back downstairs to the waiting room. Could you feel it? That close but yet again so far away. So mom treks back downstairs via the stairs this time to the waiting room.
Several hours pass and the trumpet goes off again. Heads swing to the side to look at the monitors. BINGO – mom gets called again. The excitement goes off within and she just knows it’s going to happen. She runs to the hallway and gets in line for the countdown. Same instructions as before, get on the elevators and go to the fourth floor, no picking up hitchhikers in between floors, yada, yada, yada. Mom gets in a different elevator this time, makes it to the fourth floor and goes in front of the courtroom.
As soon as everyone gets to the floor, we are allowed in to set in the pews. Uh-oh! Something is not right. Mom knows from history that we don’t do this. That’s when we are told that the defendant plead on our way upstairs. What the hell!WHY!?!? So again we are dismissed to go back downstairs. This time humbled with our heads hung low we go back to the Juror room. Upon our dismissal this date, we are told to report back the next day at 9AM. Shucks.
Thursday, January 15, 2015. Mom arrives at the courthouse and there is hardly no one in line. Now the entire week she has been going through security with the exact same things in her purse every day. This day, she gets stopped again! They ask to look into her purse so mom opens it wide. There are two things that need to be check out. One is long – mom’s umbrella. The other – dad’s restaurant flash light. Really? They start to act like she can’t bring it in and that’s when mom might have lost it just a bit. Okay, she’s been stuck in this room ALL week long and now you are questioning something that she lets them know real fast that has been in her bag all.week.long. Mom caught herself and took a breath. She told me that sometimes when people have jobs that act like they rule that universe so you have to show them extra care. So mom did what she does best – she plastered on that 24 karat beautiful southern smile and charmed them. That’s my mom!
In the juror room, they were advised there is one judge that has a case on the books. One case that might be a potential reason for jurors. At 11AM, no trumpet is tooted but the lady from the courts goes to the speaker. She thanks us for our service, dismisses us and passes out our checks. Oh checks. I didn’t mention checks? Jury service is paid $25.00 a day in our county. Mom made $100.00 for waiting and reading and waiting and reading all week 🙂
Is Jury Duty boring? For the most part yes. You get a lot of down time. You get to read a lot. These days, they even have televisions set up in the room where you can watch certain shows. There are snack machines and soda machines that you can buy from. You can bring your lunch. You can bring your laptops and other electronics. You can text and email your friends and family. There is a LOT of waiting. I mean a LOT of waiting.
So you think it’s a waste of time? ABSOLUTELY NOT! Serving as a juror is an important and very viable civic duty. This week that mom got called, there were 8 judges that had calendars overfilled with cases. By jurors being downstairs and waiting to be called if a defendant wanted a jury trial, this got a lot of the cases cleared off the books. Once a defendant realized that we were waiting, most of them plead out. There was a few lucky ones from our group that actually got called and chosen to serve on a jury.
Does mom want to go again – heck YES! She dreams of one day actually serving all the way in a courtroom 🙂
Those two words bring out the dreaded, “Oh no!” from a lot of people here in the United States. They get the dreaded summons in the mail with a date to report to the courthouse for their civic duty usually at least a month in advance. Mom got hers in December 2014. But you see mom is not typical. She wants to serve on a Jury. You know like the one pictured – the bonus spot in the courtroom. The story is though that she never gets picked. Maybe it’s the questions you have to answer on the summons and send back in to the court system. The questions range from have you ever been convicted of a crime to what you do/where you work for a living. Then the summons tells you to report at 8:00AM on a certain date – mom’s was Monday, January 12, 2015. And hey, don’t be late.
So here rolls Monday, January 12, 2015 – It’ s been about five years since mom got called to Jury Duty. She said she was a little happy and surprised with some new changes. First up , the dreaded entry into the courthouse. OMP (oh my pig)! Mommy was HOT the first day she got home from Jury Duty. She said that going through security into the courthouse was worse than Ft. Knox or going through airline security! Mom got to the courthouse at 7:30AM.
The line was out the front door of the building and down the sidewalk! She waited for over 30 minutes and finally got to the check point. She had to remove her shoes, cell phone, belt and put everything in a bucket with her purse to go through the scanner. Well don’t you know the person behind the scanner saw something in her purse that had to be checked out. Mom had a nail file that was not sharp by any means, was not metal, but could be construed as a weapon. Really? Killed by being filed to death? She was given two choices. 1 – voluntarily hand it over and she would NOT get it back or 2 – she could take it to her car and then get back into the long line again. When I tell you mommy was HOT and steaming, that is an understatement. She gave it up because she was already running late. From standing in line, it was now 8:05AM. She finally redressed herself, calmed her blood pressure down and went to the Juror room. (Note: This was not “just” a nail file. It was a special nail file that she got from the beach – all pink and pretty.) And Hey – if you are going to have these rules, why don’t you include in the summons the things you can’t bring to the courthouse. Just a suggestion – snorts.
Once in the Juror room, she met her new 100 plus friends that she would be spending the week with. There she learned about some new rules of Jury Duty from one of the eight judges here in the county. These days, they hardly ever excuse anyone from Jury Duty here in our county. There are exceptions but now if they excuse you, they automatically set you up in the system for another date before you leave. They also advised that you were to wear your stickers stating you were a Juror, not to speak to anyone in the courtrooms or building and basically stay in this one room. This one room by standards was a huge room but you put in 100 plus people and you can’t breathe. It was advised this was a busy week and there were 8 judges with FULL calendars they were trying to clear.
Another new thing to the system is that when the judges were ready for a jury pool, a trumpet would play and then monitors around the room would roll a list of names. If you were on the list, then you would go to the front door and get in line to be brought upstairs to the courtroom. Sounds like fun huh? Then everyone was sworn in for the civic duty and it was time to let the fun begin.
So this all on Monday. The trumpet went off four separate times that day. And can you believe that mom was not on that list one.single.time? But don’t worry about mom. She came prepared. She had her cell phone and she had her book that she was reading. In fact, she read three books this week but I’m getting ahead of myself.
Day 1 of Jury Duty finally finished when everyone was dismissed at 4:45PM and advised to report back the next day by 9:00AM. So my friends – report back tomorrow for mom’s next installment of serving as a Juror.
Mommy was contacted recently from Psychic Source for a free psychic pet reading. I’ve seen other anipals do it on their blogs and we were intrigued. Normally, I would have jumped at a chance for something exciting and new. Then I started thinking about it and got a little worried. One eye up more than the other… what if this psychic told mommy about my piggy secrets. I mean there are some things that I can’t have getting out… you know?
So I did what any great piggy sibling would do. I threw the purr things under the bus volunteered the purr things here at the Hotel Thompson. I mean we could ALL benefit from knowing what those two are thinking about here – snorts. They asked me to send them a picture of the two. I searched high and low to find the just ‘perfect’ picture of them to show their hard-headedness personality. I finally decided on these two pictures. May I present to you her highness Mouse Girl on the left and his majesty Hemi to the right.
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Pictures were emailed and about a week and a half to two weeks later, we got a date/time set up for Thursday, May 8, 2014 at 7:30PM. We asked for around this time because me and daddy wanted to hear too.
The reading was set up with Nancy. Nancy specialties are love, she is a pet psychic and she is a clairvoyant. Mom was a little excited about calling to find out what Nancy would pick up on here at the Hotel Thompson. Here are the results of the phone call that lasted a little over 30 minutes 🙂
Nancy immediately picked up on Hemi and wanted to start with him. She asked about his sex, how old he was currently and how old he was when we adopted him. Mommy advised her that he is a male, currently 10 years young and that he was a mere three weeks when we adopted him. This is when she just started going about things she was picking up. For instance: he’s the king, rules the house, sincere, in charge, sticks up for himself, takes care of the family, watches over Mouse Girl, very protective, appreciates his time alone, very dedicated, when he gets in trouble he gets his feelings hurt, very healthy, very happy, comes to me (mommy) in my need, comes to me first, loves to talk, can be jealous and clashes with Mouse Girl.
Mommy was quickly writing down all of these words with an occasionally mumble of yes or no here and there. Was Nancy right in her reading on Hemi. Let’s see. He is the king of the house and acts like it. He thinks he rules the house – we’ve always said that. He is very sincere and stands his ground. He does watch over Mouse Girl. He may act like he doesn’t like her and he may be the first to squabble with her but when she hurts or needs him, he is there. He does like his alone time. When he gets into trouble for acting out, he does sulk and gets his feelings hurt. This one kind of blew mom’s mind when Nancy said comes to me (mommy) in need. We always talk about Hemi being a nurse in a previous life because when mom’s joint pain flares up, he is always there with her.
Did everything she say about Hemi true? No. He is not one to talk much. If he has something to say, he will but just to talk nope. Is he jealous. Not particularly. He knows he’s king of the Hotel Thompson. And I wouldn’t say that he clashes with Mouse Girl. He does clash with me at times though and mommy told Nancy about me 🙂 Nancy also said that she could see Hemi living 20 years.
Then mommy went on to Mouse Girl. This I gotta hear – snorts. Mommy and daddy adopted Mouse Girl when she was a year and she is currently four years young. Mommy was sad during this reading. Nancy said Mouse Girl had a broken heart early in life, went through a difficult time, was either lost or someone let her go, she misses her brothers and sisters, she lived on her own for a while outside, she’s very fast, caught things to eat and survive, brings us treasures, has a mind of her own, very stubborn, cautious of other animals/people, she felt she hit the wheel of fortune when we adopted her, has had more love with us than anyone else, magnetically drawn to a man who she has a strong bond/admiration to and described this man as being built and tall, feels safe with this man who is her protector, very health and extremely happy.
Did everything she say about Mouse Girl true? We can’t say about her early life. We don’t know how long she was at the shelter. It does make sense in some direction though because she is a food whore – yep that’s what I said – snorts. She is very stubborn and does have a mind of her own – that is definitely for sure! And about being cautious with other other peeps and animals, this is very true. She will not come out if anyone comes over. She did describe daddy in other ways and Mouse Girl is really a daddy’s girl. In fact at the shelter, Mouse Girl picked daddy and mommy. She meowed and pawed at the cage until she got their attention. Once daddy picked her up, she purred and didn’t want to be put back down. So that was interesting. And daddy does do Mouse Girl’s combing and takes up for her when Hemi decides to squabble with her…or me for that matter – snorts.
AND Nancy did pick up on me on bits and pieces – who wouldn’t right? She said I was very close to my mommy which is true. She picked up that me and Hemi clash – we do at times. Other times, we sleep together. She said I was very entertaining and comical. I have to agree with that – look here at my blog 🙂
Nancy also picked up on two dogs here at the Hotel Thompson. This was intriguing. She said one was a male and the other a female, one was reddish/brown and the other golden and they were the same size. She said she picked up on a golden lab and a cocker spaniel. She thought these were future dogs – or possibly one future dog. Now, this was interesting because we did have two dogs here at the Hotel Thompson at the same time. Both of them passed away a couple of years ago though. One was a girl reddish brown Chow-Chow-Cocker Spaniel mix and the other was a girl black/white lab border collie mix, both were similar in size. She was firm about us having another dog here at the Hotel Thompson that would be bigger than the two we had, perhaps another golden lab. Again interesting because mommy has been looking but not for a bigger dog but for a smaller inside doggy.
Nancy also said that mommy was animal lover and has a lot to give us animals.
Then it went way out left field. Nancy said she saw a white horse in mom’s future. This white horse would be amazing and do different tricks. Shocker – call mommy Lady Godiva because that’s the only way she will have a white horse in her future – snorts.
She also said that there was a strong male presence in the house which was my daddy. That he does well and she sees him having his own company and progressing more. She also saw a gold coin – fortune – in his future. Okay not so much. Daddy is only the CEO of Hotel Thompson – snorts. He does not work outside of the home. He is a stay at home dad, a Mr. Belvedere if you will. He takes care of us animals, cleans, dusts and runs the place here… all without payment as he says.
So overall, what did mommy think? She gave her an 8 out of 10. Very entertaining, very intriguing – take it for what’s it worth. It was a fun time with interpretation. Would mommy do it again? Most certainly!
On October 9, 2011 I posted my very first blog with this picture of me next to a Pepsi can. It was just a couple of days that mommy had adopted and brought me home to the Hotel Thompson. Underneath this picture, I wrote:
Hello my fellow friends! I will rule that Pepsi can one day! Can’t wait to blog my adventures. Check back frequently for fun. Smooches.
And as they say, “It’s all they wrote”. I’ve been blogging every since, having fun, making great and wonderful friends and hopefully making everyone smile and laugh. It’s been a long journey through lots of ups and downs.
Others have joined my adventure from the Hotel Thompson so this blog has grown with friends.
I’ve added trivia to my blog.
I’ve added the Dear Bacon issues which are absolutely the highlight of my week. (I LOVE getting pictures and letters from everyone – thank you – you make these Dear Bacon issues so popular!).
Journalist Rocky the Squirrel keeps us aware of all of the not so known holidays of the year. He’s a great friend that hangs out in my magical back yard. He’s often found knocking on the back door of the Hotel Thompson asking for cut of nuts.
Hemi and Mouse Girl highjack my page every so often. I fuss but it’s all in great fun.
Bashful, Manny and Princess Coralena have been a great addition to the Hotel Thompson and my blog. That Bashful of mine has turned into a wonderful international rolling stone traveling every where and recording his trips here. Manny and Princess Coralena have come to live with us here and it’s so nice to hear them laughing down the halls.
And the biggest accomplishment I’ve had in two years… meeting so many wonderful and cherished friends from all over the world right here in blogville.
Without you, I would be talking to myself and well I do enough of that here at the Hotel Thompson – snorts. I don’t think I can ever express just how much *YOU* have touched this little piggies life. I guess you can say that you’ve helped my inner pig come out and play. That means the world to me my friends.
Thank you so much. Thank you for listening to my rambling, my piggy stories and adventures and stories of mom/dad. This pig has a lot more to write about!
Here’s a toast to another awesome year full of adventures!
They are right when they say the eyes are the first to go. These days, I’m having to wear glasses just to get around the neighborhood. I know other dogs make fun of me and it kind of hurts my feelings. What should I do? Signed Four Doggy Eyes
Dear Four Doggy Eyes,
Hey guy, if it helps you to see I wouldn’t care what other dogs think about it. One day, they are going to experience problems as well. They are being doggy bullies and you know what. Bullying is totally unacceptable in any form in any way – humans or animals. Hold your head up high my friend. Wear those great looking glasses with pride!
Around these parts, they call me Sheriff Groucho. I love protecting my house and yard wearing my outfit. Sometimes, the humans even walk me through the neighborhood and so I can protect and serve other animals in the hood. It’s what I do. Signed Sheriff Groucho
Dear Sheriff Groucho,
Hey, I like the look. I think it’s great that you are taking care of your neighborhood like that. If only other animals great and small would take charge and take back their own neighborhoods, it would be a wonderful place to live. Almost like Mr. Rogers neighborhood. I could see me living there.
Keep up the great work my friend. I think you deserve a pat on the back and a good job well done!
You talk about your mommy reading you bedtime stories all of the time. I like to read my own. I especially like Dr Seuss Go Dog Go. Have you read it? Signed Smart Pooch
Dear Smart Pooch,
I haven’t heard of that book. I’m going to have to get mom to get a copy so she can read it to me one night. Thanks so much for the suggestion. I love how you hold your book. I only wish my hooves could accomodate that move.
You know riding a hog is just not for the humans – no pun intended. Sometimes on nice days outside, I like to jump my bike and ride. I like to feel the wind going over my body. Do you like to ride? Signed Harley the Frog
Dear Harley the Frog,
I like that bike. I absolutely love the color. Your legs are a tad bit longer than mine. I have short legs unfortunately. It would be fun to feel the wind blowing through my hair though. I may have to see what I can do about that. Keep riding my friend and stay safe.
Some days, it doesn’t pay to even get out of bed. On this day in fact, I went from on top of the bed to under the bed. I just passed out and slept until the world was nicer to me. Do you ever have those days? Signed Pooch in Life
Dear Pooch in Life,
I do have days where I go back to my bed until I feel better. It’s not every day. It just seems like some days Mother Nature is out to get you and throws lemons at you. Instead of passing it on to the humans, I sleep it off as well. I don’t have the back sleeping going on like you do but it looks comfortable!
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.
JURY DUTY – Two words that will bring you to your knees and make a grown person cry. Welcome back to mom’s finale of serving Jury Duty. You see a lot of television shows showing courtrooms, judges, the inside of a courtroom and lots of action. Not so much in jury duty. You see, you have to pay the price to get to the action. Last time five years ago when mom served, she actually made it to the courtroom and to the Jury panel. It was a great feeling. There everyone was – the defendant, the plaintiff, the courtroom and the judge. But when mom was seated, it’s not going to go for you if the judge looks at you and says, “Hey June, how’s it going?” and you two know each other. Of course, mom didn’t get picked that time but mom had big hopes this time.
tand in front of the courtroom and wait for the others to arrive. Here’s another new thing that they have set up at the courthouse. In front of each courtroom, there is a television monitor that shows the cases, defendants, attorneys, etc. Mom just scanned the list. Much to her surprise, she recognized most of the defendant names through her work. Snorts – NOT a good sign.
to happen. She runs to the hallway and gets in line for the countdown. Same instructions as before, get on the elevators and go to the fourth floor, no picking up hitchhikers in between floors, yada, yada, yada. Mom gets in a different elevator this time, makes it to the fourth floor and goes in front of the courtroom.
JURY DUTY
w if they excuse you, they automatically set you up in the system for another date before you leave. They also advised that you were to wear your stickers stating you were a Juror, not to speak to anyone in the courtrooms or building and basically stay in this one room. This one room by standards was a huge room but you put in 100 plus people and you can’t breathe. It was advised this was a busy week and there were 8 judges with FULL calendars they were trying to clear.
ay. The trumpet went off four separate times that day. And can you believe that mom was not on that list one.single.time? But don’t worry about mom. She came prepared. She had her cell phone and she had her book that she was reading. In fact, she read three books this week but I’m getting ahead of myself.
Did everything she say about Mouse Girl true? We can’t say about her early life. We don’t know how long she was at the shelter. It does make sense in some direction though because she is a food whore – yep that’s what I said – snorts. She is very stubborn and does have a mind of her own – that is definitely for sure! And about being cautious with other other peeps and animals, this is very true. She will not come out if anyone comes over. She did describe daddy in other ways and Mouse Girl is really a daddy’s girl. In fact at the shelter, Mouse Girl picked daddy and mommy. She meowed and pawed at the cage until she got their attention. Once daddy picked her up, she purred and didn’t want to be put back down. So that was interesting. And daddy does do Mouse Girl’s combing and takes up for her when Hemi decides to squabble with her…or me for that matter – snorts.
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