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False Confession Day

Journalist Rocky the Squirrel here –

Keeping my paws on the nuts of the world!

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Today is a great day my friends.  Today I bring you “False Confession Day”.  Today, we encourage false confessions of any kind.  It should be fun to see how many things we can falsely confess to.  I got Bacon and his mom to play the game today.  They are both going to tell you three things each.  One of the three statements is true with the other two being false.  Can you pick them out correctly?  Be sure to share on your blog and make some false confessions of your own 🙂

BACON’s Statements

  1. I love kumquats.
  2.  have bitten Hemi (one of the purr things here at the Hotel Thompson).
  3. I know how to work my remote control for my television.

Bacon’s MOM’s Statements

  1. Mom knows how to shoot a gun and she’s pretty good at it.
  2. Mom drives a Hummer.
  3. Mom has no sense of humor.
 
 

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Ask a Stupid Question Day

 

 Journalist Rocky the Squirrel here –

Keeping my paws on the nuts of the world!

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Today, September 28th is an awesome day.  It’s Ask a Stupid Question Day.  Finally a day that we can ask all of those silly questions and not have anyone look at us a strange way.  Speak up my followers – ask all of those questions you were afraid to ask today that you have been wondering about all year long.

 I interviewed the occupants here at the Hotel Thompson.  They came up with some great questions that I’m going to share.  They’ll start so you can feel better about your questions.  Remember no one is going to laugh at your question – maybe the answer but not the question – chitter chatter

“Why is Grape Nuts cereal called Grape Nuts when it has neither grapes or nuts?”

“If the Professor on Gilligan’s Island could make a radio out of a coconut, why couldn’t he fix a small hole in the side of the boat?”

“Why does Goofy always stand up on two legs yet Pluto remains on all four legs?  Aren’t they both dogs?”

“Why do banks leave their doors wide open but chain their pens to the counter?”

“How come when the battery goes dead on the television remote, you think it will work if you press the buttons harder?”

“If a cat always lands on its feet and buttered bread always lands butter side down, what would happen if you tied buttered bread on top of the cat?”

“What color would a Smurf turn if you choked it?”

 

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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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Dear Bacon

Dear Bacon,

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 I’ve been practicing ‘the look’.  You know the one.  The one that gets you anything and everything because it’s just so darned cute and your humans melt.  What do you think?  Do I have it down yet?  Signed Sweetness

Dear Sweetness,
Oh friend – you *definitely* have the look down.  There is absolutely no way the humans could resist that “Who me, I’m so cute there’s no way I could have done it look”.  I think I need to practice more on that look for the new year.  Keep up the great job and keep smiling!

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Dear Bacon,
You find that one spot in the entire home that has that glorious stream of heat coming down from the heavens and you just have to wallow in it.  Do you know what I mean?  Signed Heavenly Hound

Dear Heavenly Hound,
Oh dear pig YES.  Those are rays of joy, rays of absolutely goodness – rays of happiness my friend.  You look like you are savoring it to the fullness.  Enjoy and get some shut eye for me as well 🙂

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Have you ever been so hungry but yet so very tired that you just couldn’t make it any more?  I just couldn’t stay awake for a single minute more but yet if the humans moved the plate, I woke up.  Why are we like that Bacon?  Signed Tired and Hungry

Dear T&H,
Awe – you are a growing pup my friend.  I’m all about the food – heck I’m a pig – literally – snorts.  You just want that confirmation that your food is going to be right there waiting for *you* when you wake up from your power nap.  I completely understand and I have been there.  You don’t need to worry about it at all my friend.

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Dear Bacon,

Me and my humans have an understanding.  They can snuggle with me but when they do, I get total and complete possession of the remote.  It’s an awesome deal.  They get to calm down by petting and playing with me and I get to watch all of the Animal Planet I want.  Do you have this rule at the Hotel Thompson?  Signed Power Kitty

.Dear Power Kitty,

You are calling the shots my friend.  I think it’s an ideal rule to have and is a win-win situation for all parties involved.  We don’t have this rule at the Hotel Thompson.  I usually like what mom likes and if I don’t, then I can go to my bedroom and watch my own television – that’s another win-win situation 🙂  Carry on and happy watching the Animal Planet 🙂

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Dear Bacon,
This wasn’t funny.  I look like a anteater in this get up. My human threw this paper towel holder on the floor for me to play with.  I stuck my nose in it, the human put the glasses on me and there you go – I look like creature from out of space.  This ever happen to you?  Signed Pom in Disguise

Dear Pom in Disguise,
I have to admit that it does look funny my friend.  I know you probably don’t think so from the side you are on but from the side I’m looking – snorts.  My downside here at the Hotel Thompson are boxes.  I love boxes.  I can destroy one in nothing flat these days.  Who cares what you got me inside of the box.  I would rather destroy and make festive pieces of cardboard all over the floor.  Don’t be too unhappy with your human my friend.  They were just playing in the ‘human’ way.

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Remember my friends – continue sending your pictures/questions to me at baconthompson@gmail.com

 
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Posted by on 01/07/2014 in Dear Bacon

 

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Cue Scary Music – It’s Friday the 13th


You know, normally this day would not bother me.  BUT, thanks to daddy I’m a nervous wreck this morning.  For some odd reason, mommy gave him control of the television remote last night thus he picked movie night.  He picked – you got it – Friday the 13th.  Mommy tried to warn me that it wasn’t pig rated and I should go to my room and watch my television.  I didn’t listen because I’m a big pig.  Why didn’t I listen??  After the movie, which I might add is oh so scary!, dad gently reminded me that today is Friday the 13th.  Gee dad, thanks so much for that wonderful and so caring reminder.

Today’s not scary.  It’s just a date, right.  Repeat after me.  It’s just a number.  Numbers are not scary.  Numbers are our friends.  Right?  I’m trying to convince myself you that there is nothing wrong with today being that evil Friday the 13th.  Really… it’s just a date.

There’s lots of Fridays in the month.  There’s a 13th in every month.  It happens every month.  So what’s the big deal?  Who am I trying to convince?  Today is a scary day.  It’s Friday the 13th!  I’ve watched the movie and what has been watched can not be unwatched.

And dad, he is milking this day for all of what it is worth.  He is SO not helping.  I know you are just paying me back for all of the times that I have ‘barked’ and oinked at you.  For all of the times that I wouldn’t share mommy with you.  I know pay back is bad.

But really, I woke up to this mask hanging on my bedroom door.  Are you trying to give this little pig a heart attack so early in the morning?  You knew I was already flipping out with the date and the movie.  Bad daddy – bad!

Then daddy, if you really are my daddy – snorts, you fixed me breakfast this morning.  I should have known you were up to no good by doing that.  You never fix me breakfast – always mommy.  And everyone, you’re probably thinking that was real sweet of ole dad doing that, right?  Until he called me for breakfast.  “Jason, your breakfast is ready.”  Really?  You’ve gone just too far with that one dad of mine.

Dad got mom up for the worky place this morning.  Can you believe that dad had the nerve to bring up sending me to piggy camp?  What, my head went up fast.  What did I hear?  Why?  I gave dad the one eyed slant glare.  What was he up to?  I’ve barely made the outside back yard and you have piggy camp in mind?  Mom was hesitant as well.  I’ve trained her.  And then dad said where.  Camp Crystal Lake – thud – piggy down.  Dad, I will pay you back with this date.  Really, I will.

Happy Friday the 13th my friends.  

 

 

 
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Posted by on 09/13/2013 in Bacon

 

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Mystery Solved!

 

Call off the FBI invitation to the Hotel Thompson for fingerprinting.  Call off calling Jessica Fletcher from Murder She Wrote.  Call off calling Mystery Inc from Scooby Doo.  Call off calling Columbo.  Call off Joe Rogan from Joe Rogan Questions Everything.  The mystery has been solved!

You’ll remember last week that dad’s “holey” t-shirt mysteriously disappeared here at the Hotel Thompson along with the front room television remote.  They have been found unharmed!

We, as in everyone – mom/dad/Hemi/Mouse Girl/me and even Journalist Rocky the Squirrel, helped with the search.  We searched rooms, drawers, cabinets, corners and even closets.  Apparently when daddy was putting away clean clothes, he happened to have his favorite t-shirt and remote in hand.  He put them with my clean towels and clothes in my dresser.  Not a place that we go into every day.  They have been located, unharmed and they have been returned back to their normal places.  Yep, that means daddy is still wearing the old holey t-shirt that is being held together by only a few threads.  Really daddy?

And this means that *I* have my television remote back now for my room.  Hello remote – I’ve missed you so much this weekend!

Thank you so much friends for my hunt and find mission!

 
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Posted by on 08/26/2013 in Bacon

 

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Bashful Hide and Seek

Bashful – he’s a good pebble.  He tries to stay out of trouble.  Sometimes it works – sometimes not so much.  Last night, we were playing hide and seek in the house.  I can’t tell you how many times I walked by the table and saw this napkin.  It never dawned on me one single time that the little fella would be underneath it sleeping.

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The only thing that *finally* gave him away was that he had to go to the potty.  If it wasn’t for that, he would still be under the napkin on the table hiding.  And mom/dad, they weren’t much help.  I think dad was actually the one that suggested that great hiding place.  Where’s dad when *I* want to hide, huh?  Perhaps I should hide dad’s remote control and see how he likes to hunt for things for hours at a time – snorts.

Just another fun night at the Hotel Thompson.  How was your night?     

 

 
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Posted by on 06/19/2013 in Bacon

 

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My Friend Coccolino

This is my buddy Coccolino (Cocco for short).  He has a mommy named Katie.  You can find their page at http://myminipetpig.com/

Cocco is a micro mini pig.  He’s a little different than me.  I’m a miniature pot bellied pig.  Micros stay smaller than most of us oinkers.  I on the other hand have a pot belly to maintain and that’s kind of hard work – if you know what I mean – snort – LOL. 

Just imagine if I lived closer to Cocco or vice versa.  It would be a hoot  We could have sleep over parties, hang out in my room with my television and watch Netflix all night!  Oh, and drive mom and dad up one wall and down the other with having two pigs in the house!  That would be hilarious!!

If you get a chance, go on over to http://myminipetpig.com/ and show them some love!  Tell them Bacon sent you.  

Happy Friday – XOXOXO Bacon 

 
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Posted by on 02/08/2013 in Uncategorized

 

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