You Snooze You Lose Little Pig

Evil purrs and meows friends – the little oinker left his blog page up again so here I am.  The King of the Hotel Thompson.  The one in charge.  The one that rocks this Hotel and keeps everyone in their place.  Sir Hemi – you may call me your majesty – purrs.

The little pig left his administrative page up so I thought I would have a little fun with him and mom. It seems these days, if you find mom here, you find the pig and vice versa.  In fact, some days the pig is worse than the dog and sticks to mom like glue.  You should see him following her around our humble abode snorting and oinking like he’s in charge.  It’s utterly ridiculous.  Us cats are regal and would never humble ourselves to that kind of activity.

But since mom and the pig are inseparable – rolls kitty eyes – I thought I would have fun with them.  I turned mommy into a piggy and Bacon into well – moi.  I love the changes – what about you?  Maybe this will teach the oinker from not leaving his blog up and unattended 🙂

    

 

Rolling Stone – WOW

 

 

Really Bashful?  Bashful is MIA from his travel to Misaki’s.  I got my issue of Rolling Stone magazine today (hey, I’m a happening pig that likes to read) and guess who is on the cover?  Bingo – that Bashful of mine.  Apparently while he was in London, he got interviewed.  Shaking my piggy head.

So maybe this tells us where he is now.  Living large with royalty and rock stars?  Bashful, if you are reading this.  You get your rock hiney here right this instant.  You have obligations waiting for you. If you are not home by this weekend, I will send authorities out to get you.