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Oh my friends. I think I’m scared. I think I may be in trouble. It’s almost *that* time of the year again. You know the time. *That* time when Don Juan comes out – shivers and squeals. Wait a minute. You’re looking confused. You don’t know who Don Juan is? You might be lucky that you don’t know. Don Juan is the name of my Elf on the Shelf here at the Hotel Thompson. But Don Juan – he’s “special”. I mean really “special”. You see, Don Juan is not made of the same cloth as all of these other elves that come out for the holidays. Don Juan is evil – pure and simple.
You see these little Elf on the Shelves are a Christmas tradition. In theory, they watch over the household and report back to the North Pole every night. Once at the North Pole, they inform Santa of all of the happenings at their house. By morning, the return back to the house in different positions so you know they’ve been to the North Pole.
But Don Juan. Shakes piggy head and shivers. Don Juan has his own agenda. He comes out and scares everyone here at the Hotel Thompson. He does bad things…. some things I can’t even say out loud. I didn’t want to be the only one with this out of control elf so last year I sent some cousins of Don Juan out to some friends here in blogville. OMP – I do hope they behave this year.
The day after Thanksgiving is when the elves get their special powers. The Elf on the Shelves have special powers from the day after Thanksgiving until Christmas Day.
So I have a really, REALLY important question to you my friends in blogville. Is there anyone that can take this little oinker in for a couple of weeks? Please. I’ll be nice… really.
Shivers just thinking of what Don Juan is up to… Squeals!
Hello Friends! I just want you to know that this has been my normal picture all week – me watching mom/dad go with their friends all week. Now, I’ve gotten extra snuggles, love and all kinds of treats. But hey peeps – why don’t you take me for a ride in the Jeep. My shirts says it all – I Give Free Kisses – I would surely give you some if you hold me and take me to my favorite pet store for a stroll.
And do you want to hear something else that I heard here at the Hotel Thompson? Mom/dad are sending me to Nana’s for a couple of days. Now, I don’t mind that because we all know what happens at Nanas, stays at Nana’s if you know what I mean.
Where else can you go and drink from glasses during your visit? Barks! See, Nana lets me sip out of her drink – don’t worry there’s nothing *hard* in it… unless you count sweet tea which can sometimes be called the Champagne of the South. Then again when I do sip from Nana’s cup and it is tea, maybe that’s why I’m so hyper – all of that sugar. Yeah, that’s it. Because in no way would this Yorkshire Terror be hyper – barks with puppy laughter.
But never fear my friends. Just because mom/dad are busy playing with their friends, I did get daddy cornered for his Jokes with Daddy issue. Hope you enjoy!
Friends – can we bark? Moms do the silliest things. No reason – I’m being honest. Now I’m a pooch and I’m *never* going to turn down a toy…not evah! But sometimes, I think we need to discuss parameters.
Let’s take a look at this picture. It’s called Silly Bums Junior. Look closely at the picture… “Nothing BUTT fun for your dog”. Shaking my Yorkie head. Friends, this is the hind leg quarters of a chicken… two legs, the back side and big fluffy tail. No head, no arms, no nothing – just the BUM.
Now when me and dad had “the” conversation a couple of weeks ago and he said one day I would like a bit of a$*!)$, this is not what I expected or the picture he drew. What? Don’t all anipals go through that ‘talk’?
But let me get back on point. This is the stuffed toy that mom brought me home one day. Now it has a squeaky toy. It has crinkles. It’s furry. And let me just say that I tore that ass up because that toy is no more – barks with puppy laughter.
So I hope your day is wonderful my friends and I hope that your weekend is even better. We are all expecting a package here at the Hotel Thompson and I’m hoping that it comes tomorrow. Keep your paws, fingers or hooves crossed that it gets here in time cause we can’t wait to get it.
I know that sounds mysterious but once we get it in hand, we will definitely share with you what it is. Any thoughts?
And of course, I leave you with Jokes with Daddy. Hope you enjoy! ♥
Hello my friends. First I wanted to take this time to say thank you to everyone in blogville that have stopped by to leave messages, sent cards and called the Hotel Thompson. Your kindness has meant so much to us here. It was truly a shock last weekend in the passing of Mouse Girl over the Rainbow Bridge. None of us can understand it all.
We have all taken turns trying to find comfort in mom/dad. Bacon was stuck to mom’s side like glue and as you can tell from these pics, me and Hemi are glued to daddy. We anipals are really trying to help out mom/dad just like they are trying to help us out. It will take time but I know with all of your help, we will make it through this.
And daddy has submitted a Jokes with Daddy joke for you today. I think by this time, we could all use a good laugh. So my friends, I hope you enjoy and have a great weekend!
Greetings my dear friends in blogville. This has been a week! Mom has been running around trying to get her ‘lists’ taken care of. Does your humans do this? They keep adding to their lists and trying to scratch things off. Daddy says as long as mom has the list and doesn’t give him a ‘honey do list” he is good – barks with puppy laughter. Daddy is such a silly man for sure.
One of the things on mom’s list was a trip to our local pet store Petsmart. And guess what – I betcha can’t guess? I got to go! Can you say FIELD TRIP? What a blast! I love that place. There are so many toys and so much food and so many people that want to say hey to me. I just ❤ it!
While we were there, dad found me this cool toy – it’s a tuff piggy. I love it – especially since it’s wearing wings. It reminds me of my pig bro Bacon who thinks he can fly too. But supposedly this new toy is suppose to be tuff and doggy indestructible. Barks! We shall see about that my friends.
And of course while we were shopping, we had to check out the clothes. Some people think it’s weird but I really, REALLY like wearing my clothes. When mom changes me – I gotta have her help because my arms are too short to do it myself – I beg for my new shirt. In fact, I feel naked without my clothes. It’s just something I’ve gotten used to and I love it. And yep, I have a baby dresser full of my clothes 🙂 Lucky me huh?
So there we were looking at clothes and mom starts laughing all to herself. Me and dad were like what’s up? So she read this shirt to us and said it had to travel home with us. Can you read it? “I don’t need your attitude, I have one of my own.” For some reason, mom/dad said that shirt was perfect for me. I don’t get it – barks with puppy laughter. I don’t have an ‘attitude’. Not at all. I just want everything and everything my way 🙂
When we got home, mom/dad put away all of their things and were talking in the kitchen. Finally mom was like, “Where’s Hoo-Hoo?” That’s when they looked into the living room and saw me. Mom just *had* to take a picture and was laughing while she did it. They find me so humorous – I don’t get that either. But as long as mom laughs and smiles, I guess I’m good with that.
Do you see the irony in this picture? Mom was telling daddy that there was irony in it but I don’t understand what that means. What is irony? Mom mentioned something about seeing my ‘bed’ in the back ground of the picture in front of the fireplace and why wasn’t I in that bed. But mom, why would I be in that bed when I can stretch out fully on the chaise? The chaise is so comfy and I’m stretched out fully – barks with puppy laughter.
And now friends, I leave you with Jokes with Daddy – enjoy!
Today let’s talk about one of my favorite toys – Pirate Chicken. Isn’t he awesome? He’s plastic and he loves to play. He’s pretty rugged too which is great in my case. We play all of the time and trust me – lots of times I make him walk the plank off of the back of mom’s chaise – barks with puppy laughter.
And I have to tell you. There have been some rough moments in the life of Pirate Chicken. In fact, he’s been replaced at least twice because of unforeseen early deaths. You know it happens, right?
Well this week, I have to admit that we have a problem with Mr. Pirate Chicken… again.
It seems that Pirate Chicken has lost a wing and that you can now see his inner squeak which mom says is not good – not good at all. Therefore with a saddened look on my cute puppy face, I have to let you know that Chicken Pirate has now been buried. That makes Houdini 3 and Pirate Chicken -0-.
It also means that mom/dad are now on a hunt and find mission for Pirate Chicken #4. I gotta have a replacement. Pirate Chicken is like a baby that *needs* that pacifier. You know what I mean? So the hunt begins my friends. I’ll keep you posted.
That’s it for this week my friends – take care and have an awesome weekend! And don’t worry. I couldn’t leave you without Jokes from Dad. I hope you enjoy this one.