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25 Days of Christmas

 
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Posted by on 12/16/2015 in 25 Days of Christmas, Bacon

 

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25 Days of Christmas

 
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Posted by on 12/09/2015 in 25 Days of Christmas, Bacon

 

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25 Days of Christmas

 
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Posted by on 12/07/2015 in 25 Days of Christmas, Bacon

 

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25 Days of Christmas

 
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Posted by on 12/05/2015 in 25 Days of Christmas, Bacon

 

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25 Days of Christmas

 
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Posted by on 12/04/2015 in 25 Days of Christmas, Bacon

 

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25 Days of Christmas

 
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Posted by on 12/03/2015 in 25 Days of Christmas, Bacon

 

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Breakfast of Champions

Oh friends – I hope that you have had a fantastic week.  I know we have since mom has been home from the worky place this past week.  We have all snuggled and slept and cuddled and slept some more.  I think mom is getting a lot of rest this week which is awesome to all of us anipals.

 I do have to share something that mom/dad found this week.  They went out yesterday morning for a little bit of this thing called Black Friday.  No way I was getting up out of my nice comfortable bed at the time they left the Hotel Thompson.  But somewhere along the way, dad ordered some reindeer pancakes.  They looked just like this picture.  Can you imagine eating Rudolph?  No way!  Not even this piggy has the nerve to eat Santa’s head reindeer.  That has to put dad on Santa’s naughty list – I’m just saying.

And don’t worry – I am especially glad this time that dad didn’t bring me home a piggy bag – snorts.  But on the other hoof, mom did.  And let me tell you – it was fantastic.

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What did mom bring me?  Pancake puppies.  Enough said?  I think not – squeals.  These look like hush puppies but they are not – they are made with pancake batter and called puppies.  They are served with syrup which mom/dad went with sugar free syrup.  I on the other hoof prefer them plain and simple – straight up if you will.  And I will tell you something – they are fantastic!

So did you eat anything exciting over the holiday?  Anything that makes you go hhmm I would like to have some more of that?  Do share my friends – do share!  And have a fantastic day!

 

 

 

 
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Posted by on 11/28/2015 in Bacon

 

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Merry Christmas

Last night, I made a deal with the purr things.  We were going to hang out near the Mickey Mouse lamp pole all night in hopes of seeing the mysterious Santa Claus.  Mom/dad told us all that he wouldn’t come as long as our eyes were open.  So in preparation, we taped them open just in case Mr. Sandman came first.  We waited and waited to no avail.  The purr things got frustrated and went to mom/dad’s room to sleep on the Select Comfort.  I myself was determined.  I mean hey, they don’t call me pig headed for nothing, right?  Snorts.

So I waited and waited – no snow – no reindeers – no fatman in red.  I was having a hard time trying to stay awake.  I jumped on the sofa and that was a big mistake.  Before I knew it, my eyes were droopy, my breathing had slowed and I had drifted off to peace on earth.

I’m not sure how much time had passed but something awakened me and it wasn’t my gas.  I kept one eye closed and barely opened the other.  To my surprise I saw a big fat guy all in red.  He was quietly putting pretty wrapped presents around the pole that he had first mistaken as a stripper pole – oh dear Lord.  But hold everything and wait a minute what is that caught my attention?  A woman was beside him wearing next to nothing.  No wonder for his confusion on the pole.  The next thing that happened scarred me for life when Santa grabbed said woman and gave her a kiss to last.  OMP (oh my pig).  What was that?  She turned and grinned and I saw it wasn’t a woman – it was my mom!  What will daddy think – what will daddy say.  I saw mommy kissing Santa Claus.  THUD – piggy down.

I shut my eyes so very fast.  This is not something that a pig wants to last.  When I reopened my eyes much to my amazement, everyone was gone but the presents were still there – all decorated – all wrapped – tucked in neatly around the Mickey Mouse pole lamp.  But something caught my eye in the corner near one box.  It was green and waving, “Come take a look”.  I quietly exited off my sofa and softly hooved my way across the floor.  Oh dear Lord – it was a $20.00 bill – I guess Santa did get a dance from the lap pole after all.

I squealed and ran down to my room in a hurry and tucked myself in to my toddler bed.  When then what did I hear?  Soft taps on the roof, a jingle of bells and in a loud bellow I heard a man say, “Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!”

 
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Posted by on 12/25/2014 in Bacon

 

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Festive Daddy

You know I thought last week was the best when daddy sported a festive rocking hat.  Well, I was wrong my friends.  I found another one on mom’s phone.  O.M.P. (Oh my pigs!)  This one has to be priceless.  What is up with dad’s face?  Does wearing those hats make his face do these weird things? Snorts

 I wonder if it’s somewhere around here at the Hotel Thompson.  I really need to find it if it is.  I could have so much fun with it – could you?  What do you think of this one?

 
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Posted by on 11/17/2014 in Bacon

 

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Merry Christmas

Last night, I made a deal with the purr things.  We were going to hang out near the Mickey Mouse lamp pole all night in hopes of seeing the mysterious Santa Claus.  Mom/dad told us all that he wouldn’t come as long as our eyes were open.  So in preparation, we taped them open just in case Mr. Sandman came first.  We waited and waited to no avail.  The purr things got frustrated and went to mom/dad’s room to sleep on the Select Comfort.  I myself was determined.  I mean hey, they don’t call me pig headed for nothing, right?  Snorts.

So I waited and waited – no snow – no reindeers – no fatman in red.  I was having a hard time trying to stay awake.  I jumped on the sofa and that was a big mistake.  Before I knew it, my eyes were droopy, my breathing had slowed and I had drifted off to peace on earth.

I’m not sure how much time had passed but something awakened me and it wasn’t my gas.  I kept one eye closed and barely opened the other.  To my surprise I saw a big fat guy all in red.  He was quietly putting pretty wrapped presents around the pole that he had first mistaken as a stripper pole – oh dear Lord.  But hold everything and wait a minute what is that caught my attention?  A woman was beside him wearing next to nothing.  No wonder for his confusion on the pole.  The next thing that happened scarred me for life when Santa grabbed said woman and gave her a kiss to last.  OMP (oh my pig).  What was that?  She turned and grinned and I saw it wasn’t a woman – it was my mom!  What will daddy think – what will daddy say.  I saw mommy kissing Santa Claus.  THUD – piggy down.

I shut my eyes so very fast.  This is not something that a pig wants to last.  When I reopened my eyes much to my amazement, everyone was gone but the presents were still there – all decorated – all wrapped – tucked in neatly around the Mickey Mouse pole lamp.  But something caught my eye in the corner near one box.  It was green and waving, “Come take a look”.  I quietly exited off my sofa and softly hooved my way across the floor.  Oh dear Lord – it was a $20.00 bill – I guess Santa did get a dance from the lap pole after all.

I squealed and ran down to my room in a hurry and tucked myself in to my toddler bed.  When then what did I hear?  Soft taps on the roof, a jingle of bells and in a loud bellow I heard a man say, “Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!”

 
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Posted by on 12/25/2013 in Bacon

 

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