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Shout Out!!

Piggy Squeals!  Yesterday the mailman came to the door of the Hotel Thompson.  He said he had a package for me and he had to see me… of course he knows me and finds an excuse to see me when I have a package.  I came flying to the front door where he petted me and gave my box to my daddy.  Daddy said I had to wait until mommy got home to open it.  

I thought mom would never get home but finally she did from the worky place.  She let me and dad open the package.  Squeals!!  Score for all of us here.  Do you see all of these delicious delights that we got?  Are you wondering from who and where the box came from?  Can you guess by looking at the picture?  

It came from my buddies Samuel and Wallace in Johannesburg, South Africa!  Aren’t they the coolest?!  They sent a little cork board in the shape of South Africa – you can see it on the upper left hand side of the picture.  Mom put all of the chocolate in the fridge to harden back up.  The pupcorn – OMP! – me and my brother Houdini had some of that.  It is DELICIOUS!  

Thank you my buddies.  I really, REALLY appreciate your thoughtfulness.  Ya’ll were so sweet to think about us here at the Hotel Thompson.  THANK YOU! 

 
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Posted by on 05/14/2015 in Hemi and Mouse Girl, Houdini

 

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Happy Birthday Sammy!!

Today is a special birthday shout out to my close friend and more than likely cousin – SAMMY !  That’s right.  I said cousin.  You’re probably asking how can a pig and a purr thing be related.  I’m glad you asked.  Let me explain 🙂  Sammy’s mom and my mom perhaps could be related as distant cousins.  Isn’t that neat and wouldn’t it really be cool if they could track that and they met here on blogville?  Separation is only five peeps or anipals – knowing that I bet we are ALL related.

Sammy is like the happening purr things and he’s always keeping us on our toes… or hooves… with his Tuesday teasers.  I always guess Earth and I suppose I’m right in that aspect.  I really have NO sense of geography other than that – I leave that to my rock son Bashful.  He’s our world traveler 🙂

Today, Sammy turns the big fifteen!  Make sure you go visit his blog and tell him Happy Birthday. This is his day and he’s throwing an awesome hangover party.

Happy birthday Sammy!!

And Sammy – mommy made you this special cake after I went to bed. She didn’t tell me what was in it but said you would absolutely love it.  Shakes head – hope you do buddy!  She said it was especially for you. Enjoy!

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Posted by on 01/01/2015 in Bacon

 

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Mommy’s Food Blog Reminder and a Special Shout Out

Friends – If you get a chance, you *must* check out mom’s food blog here.  You will NOT be disappointed.  Those pictures of hers just make me want to lick the computer screen.  YUM-YUM!  Don’t forget to let her know what you think.  ❤


 

Oh and my friends – I have to give a special shout out to my cousin Sammy.  I received not only a Christmas card in the mail from him yesterday but these oh so cute and adorable gifts.  I just ❤ the tin can of Elf on the Shelf.  This guy looks nice… unlike the Don Juan at my house.  And mom has fallen in love with the sock coin purse.  OMP – she and I *both* squealed with excitement.  I’m the luckiest piggy in the world to have such amazing friends.  Thank you cousin!

 

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Elf on the Shelf Submissions – Voting Begins

Hello my friends.  As you know, I put together a contest for the adoption of a captured Elf on the Shelf that I have here at the Hotel Thompson.  My captured Elf is a distant relative of my Elf on the Shelf – Don Juan.  Although they are relatives, who knows how the captured Elf will act once he is released and gets his powers the day after Thanksgiving.

We thought here at the Hotel Thompson, we would have a contest to see who would like to have the captured Elf.  Your mission was to send me an email of why you should have him in your house.  I got several submissions and we thank you for them.  Today, I’m going to highlight the submissions we have received.

Submission 1 – Evil 

Submission 1 comes from my friend Evil Squirrel.  WOW.  That’s really a lot in that WOW.  He didn’t email a request.  Instead he did a blog about why they deserve the Elf at the Evil Squirrels Nest.  You can read all about it here.  Some of his favorite tenants on his shelf to include: Swing Squirrel, Rain Gauge Skunk, Buster Possum, Snuggle Bear and others you have to read to believe voiced their opinions about the Elf.

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Submission 2 – Sammy

Submission 2 comes from Sammy.  Get your Kleenexes my friends.  This is what Sammy and his mom sent:

“Dear Cousin, well I think you’ve come up with a pawsome contest and OF COURSE I have to enter – what self-respecting Cousin wouldn’t enter his Cousin’s contest anyway?  Huh???  HUH?????

 So, why should I win?  What can I do to make my very own Elf on the Shelf “at home” here with my folks and me?  Well, it’s simple really.   My Mom is pawsitive that elves do exist – for real.  They live in the woods and we can hear them talk about us when we go down into our woods for walks…….I get glimpses of them down there too.  We just know that we could give one of them (the one you’ve got trapped in a box right now) a good home INSIDE our house instead of outside with those other elves.  He could sit inside in the nice warm house (or cool house in summer) and make faces at the others who are jealous of him living in the lap of luxury (or shelf of luxury).
 
I’ve had a rough time lately with my thyroid mess so I’m going to play the “poor pitiful me” card here and say I deserve the elf because I’m old, tired, and taking medication that makes me sleep all the time – when I open my eyes up I’d like to see a happy little elf staring back at me.  Yep – that’s the truth of the matter…….I just think he’d make a fun friend for me in my retirement years.  Now get out your hanky and blow your snout – I know I’ve got you in tears right about now………….HAHAHAHAHAHA
 
Hugs, Sammy the Elderly.  Here’s the woods where the other elves live.  They spy on us all the time!  You can’t see them but they’re there!  Trust me on that!
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Submission 3 – Sue Brandes with Katsrus 
 
Can you say aaww – look closely at the box my friends.  This is what Sue says in her email:
“t gets pretty nosy when the lights go out here at night. I think my kitties are up to something they don’t want me to know about. When I get up to look everyone is always sleeping and acting all innocent. As soon as I lay back down I hear stomping and running around. I really need someone who could spy on them for me and tell what they are doing? Or is it something else and not the cats? I did catch this but; all I could see was a box. Can you see anything?”
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Submission 4 – Samuel and Wallace
 
Okay – My friends Wally and Samuel sent this heart tugging email you have to read.
“So even though WE are sending this submission we need you to know that it is actually for our mom…you see mom is a Christmas FREAK! She LOVES Christmas like no-one else in our family. Now living in South Africa means that we don’t really get to have the full Northern Hemisphere Christmas experience. For starters Christmas time is summer time here in South Africa so no white Christmas for us. Also, we don’t have Elf on a Shelf here in SA. In fact mom only learnt about Elf on a Shelf 2 years ago when she joined Pinterest and started coming across all these pins dedicated to little the guy and the mischief he gets up to. Now we can assure you that if you were to send us one of your Elves he would be the ONLY Elf on a Shelf to be getting up to mischief in the WHOLE of South Africa…let us repeat that…THE. WHOLE. OF. SOUTH. AFRICA. Put another way, WE NEED A SOUTH AFRICAN ELF ON A SHELF (pleeeeease).   Ok, so we’re gonna let you ponder our pitiful plea and we’re keeping our paws crossed that you and your readers will take pity on our mom and grant her this special Christmas wish…an Elf on a Shelf of her very own.  BIG licks your pals,  Wally & Sammy
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Submission 5 – The Pigs
 
Another heart tug in the right direction from my friends The Pigs (Dusty, Billy, Pip and Cocoa).  Here’s what they had to say in their emotional email:
“It wasn’t very long ago that whee began to muse on the thought of not only being a pet, but having one too. Whee piggies know very well how to BE pets but whee’ve never actually had the chance to look after a little chap or chap-ess of our very own. Of course our ‘one’ couldn’t be any old Tom, Dick or Harry. After putting our heads together whee decided that whee would need somebody very special to be our own.Then came the thought: what if it wasn’t a pet? What if it was a little terror that ran around and tried to eat all our veggies! For a while whee squabbled over this then Cocoa pointed out that whee share the hoomans veggies for don’t they eat carrots too – all chopped up and boiled though, yuck! So whee promptly decided that whee wouldn’t mind that either. There were many questions that whee had to discuss:

  • Would whee be able to afford it? (Luckily Mop has a wealth of Carrot Coins so whee’re safe there.)
  • Exercise? (Pip is a mad house. He really could use something, or someone, that can help him to work off all those beans with a walk each day, or perhaps a kick-a-bout of a football.)
  • What would our pet eat?
  • Where would it stay?
  • Would whee be good pet owners?

Each question whee slowly went through, making sure that whee would fully be able to provide for our little friend. In the end, whee decided that whee would be able to for whee have been shown lots of love and have had a good example with which to pass on.  Then was the biggest dilemma. Who would whee like to give a home too?  Whee searched website after website after website. Then whee came across a little elf. A little chubby cheeked elf with bright eyes and a funny little smile. Could he be the one?

In order to stand a chance of giving him a home whee need to explain to you, Bacon, why whee would be a good home to such a little chap.  Guinea-pigs, as a breed are very social animals. Out in the wild whee live in small groups and here, in captivity, whee like to have at least one cagemate though some places have many! Here there are only six of us. Whee have been thinking and have decided that whee would like to expand our group. Upon adopting this cheeky chap, if whee are chosen, whee promise to embrace him into our home. Our bed will be his bed. Our food, his food. Whee are ready to take on a little friend and, after many long months of preparation have finally, hopefully, made our decision. It was a hard choice to make, there were so many choices from fae to fairies and pixies but now whee really believe that this little elf is the one for us!

Now a little bit about our family. Whee range in age from five years to only 4 months old. This means whee have a range of different skills. Mop is retired from her job now but does enjoy going to the local Little Library where she reads books to all the pups, kittens and other baby animals that come there regularly. She also knits a range of different clothing and objects for a range of different reasons.

Dusty is an astronomer. He spends a lot of time gazing up at the stars. You might think that this would make him distant but it his income and Mop’s former income that has provided us with the means to look after our little boy, or girl.

Billy is a sportsman. He plays an attack position in the local rugby team, the Peel Pigeons. This has turned him into a very dedicated individual. Despite this he is very gentle, as was demonstrated when his young friend, Cupcake, gave birth to her children. He was very happy to babysit, showing how patient and caring he is. (Plus, he enjoys the games that children like to play – such as throwing a ball around!)

Pip is a children’s entertainer. He dresses up as clowns, knights, dragons, lions. This little ginger pig is perfect to help our elf, should we be allowed to have him, develop his imagination. Whee really do want to give him the best start in life. Nothing will be too good for our little boy!

Cupcake is a teacher at the local primary school which Cupcake now attends. She works there part-time as she is also a house wife and needs to be there for her young daughter, Cocoa.

Cocoa will be the friend to the little chap. Whee hope her and him will have a fantastic relationship!

So, here it is. Our petition to you. Whee hope that whee have answered all your questions and if a more suitable home is found for him, whee will continue our hunt for a pet. Our decision is made and we’ll make sure that some little chap or chap-ess, somewhere, will get a new start in our home.”

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**LET’S VOTE NOW**

You’ve read all of the submissions.  Now it’s time for *you* to judge and post your vote.  The winner will be announced at a later date.  Who do YOU think the captured Elf needs to go and live with for his adventures?  NOTE:  Voting will end midnight on Wednesday, September 10, 2014.  This gives everyone plenty of time to post their submissions on their blogs and encourage voting.  Good luck my friends – let the voting begin!

 

 
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Posted by on 09/04/2014 in Bacon

 

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Happy International Bacon Day 2014

A day all to myself – International Bacon Day 2014!

A celebration of bacon – the pig – moi.  Okay so maybe *I* won’t celebrate today like some humans or other anipals but I will celebrate my day.  I mean how many people have a holiday for them – BACON DAY?  Snorts – bring on some fun my friends!

Today, I will be HAMbassador of this day.  This is me getting my “hams” massaged by mommy.  Noticed the smile on my face.  I’m as happy as a pig in mud.  No, wait a minute.  What does that saying mean?  “As happy as a pig in mud”.  Isn’t that dirty and messy AND outside?  Why would I be happy dirty and messy and outside?  That doesn’t make sense.  Let me rephrase that.  I’m as happy as a spoiled rotten miniature pot bellied pig that stays inside and has his own room and his own television and his own bed.  There – that’s more exact, you think?  Snorts.

On this day, I proclaim it’s me day.  I shall do nothing.  I shall be cuddled.  I shall be loved.  I shall be waited on hand and feet (literally).  I shall be fed grapes off of a stem.  I shall have control of the remote control.  I shall do no wrong.

uum… wait a minute.  I get all of that every day, not just today on my special day.  Let me rethink real quick.  Okay I got it.

I proclaim today International Bacon Day.  A day of no wrong.  Sammy – will you be my court jester?  Let’s celebrate this special day with all of our special friends here!  All hail Bacon Day!

 
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Posted by on 08/30/2014 in Bacon

 

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Texts from Bacon

Sometimes the texts between me and mom are innocent and fun and sometimes they mean trouble.  They don’t start out as trouble.  They start out me thinking something is great.  But then I learn it might not be so great from mom. Daddy watches me during the day or maybe I should say dad is suppose to be watching me during the day.  Cause you know what mom says – “A bored pig is a pig in trouble.”  Well, you be the judge of that.  I was just having some fun.  Heck my cousin Sammy has great times with tents.  I just wanted to try it out.  My texts are in blue and mom’s are in gray.  Let me know what you think – was I trouble or just exploring?

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Posted by on 07/07/2014 in Bacon

 

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Thanks My Friends! – Mark Your Calendars

Thank you so very much my friends for participating in my first Bacon’s Show and Tell yesterday.  It was such a great joy in seeing everyone’s different favorite toys they had as children.  They brought such good memories to us here at the Hotel Thompson as I’m sure you had as well.  A special shout out to my Cousin Sammy for filling in for me yesterday.  I really appreciate your help Cousin!  I can’t say thank you enough for looking after Bacon’s Show and Tell.

Let’s mark our calendars for Thursday, July 31, 2014, to have our next Bacon’s Show and Tell.  This time though, let’s highlight that one toy that you really wanted as a child but you never got while growing up.  I’m sure we all have that one thing we dreamed about but never showed up at birthdays or Christmas.  On Thursday, July 31, 2014, let’s get that one toy finally and talk about what it meant to us.

Now as for me being PMIA (piggy missing in action) yesterday.  WOW – could it have been a longer day for us here at the Hotel Thompson?  Mommy took off work – that should have been my first clue that something was amiss during the week – especially on a Monday.  Are you ready for the breakdown?  Snorts – tighten your seat belt here we go.

First up – may I present to you Albert – mom’s Smart car.  He had his “physical” yesterday.  Yep, I said it – physical.  The good thing about a Smart car is that you can go 10,000 miles before an oil change.  It counts it down for you and let’s you know when you need to take it in for a change.  Great perk.  Down side – it takes synthetic oil and costs more than normal.  But like mom said, once every 10,000 miles makes it only getting an oil change around once a year.  And I bet you didn’t know that my mom comes from a long line of grease monkey’s.  She has been known to change her own oil – go mom – but not on Albert nope.  She hasn’t tried although she’s watched videos and wants to attempt it one day.  (And speaking of working on cars, snorts, mom has to tell you about a story with daddy on that one day).  But I digress.  So after Albert’s oil change, mom has to reset Albert to count down another 10,000 miles.  Why?  Because the professionals don’t know how to reset him.  Rolls piggy eyes.  Really?  And you call yourselves professionals – snorts.

Second up – I had to go for my yearly “physical”.  Joy. Yay.  Super.  What a fun time.  I’m going through a shedding phase – which is normal.  Mommy neglected to write this on the family calendar.  I wonder why?  Surprise for the piggy?  Sure why not.  It really wasn’t that bad – not considering.  My vet, Dr. Corine, is wonderful and she smells great.  What I don’t like is the waiting room.  Dr. Corine is an exotic pet doctor.  There was a snake as a patient in the waiting room yesterday.  You trying to give this piggy a heart attack?  Mr. Snake stayed to himself but my mohawk was up on my back.  Shivers.  And I might have – stress MIGHT – have peed on the floor.  Okay – I was a little nervous.  Who wouldn’t be with that anaconda in the room with me?  I’ve seen videos of them eating my kind.  Shivers.  But I didn’t have to wait long before Dr. Corine took me back for my “physical”.  She went down the list – eyes clear, temp good (don’t even ask – and no she didn’t buy me a drink first!), teeth good, ears good, hooves good – mom’s been doing great at keeping them trimmed.  Then we got to the weight.  I weigh a whopping 48 pounds.  WOW – I’m a pig – snorts – literally.  I’m healthy.  My pot belly is not over abundant and my face is not puffy.  But do you know Dr. Corine had the nerve to tell mommy to watch my weight?!  Watch MY weight.  Really?  Stomps hooves.  As if.  I am a miniature pot bellied piggy.  I have standards to maintain Dr. Corine.  Bite me.  Snorts.

🙂 So that’s why I was PMIA yesterday.  Of course after my “physical”, guess who else had their physicals?  Yep, mom and dad.  I think I heard mom say bite me too – snorts.

 
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Posted by on 07/01/2014 in Bacon

 

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One of “Those” Nights

Last night started off like it normally does.  Mom ran around the house getting everything ready for Monday – the start of another glorious week – rolls piggy eyes.  She told me to get ready for bed and I did.  Mom then came in and gave me a strawberry and told me a short bedtime story.  You know – the normal things for this little piggy.  After my story, she kissed me on the forehead, told me good night, she loved me and left my room.

I wasn’t all the way asleep yet though.  I tried to go to sleep.  I closed my eyes tight and dreamed about my sweet purr thing.  I dreamed about chasing sheep over fences.  I even tried to focus on my counting skills.  But nope – nothing.  Sleep just wouldn’t come.

So I did what all little piggies do.  I pulled up my Egyptian cotton sheet around me and let the silk rub against my piggy skin.  It was nice and cozy!  Then out of the blue – BAM – it hit me.  I had to tinkle.  Why do you do that nature?  Why when you get the most comfortable surroundedby your silk sheets do you hit us and we have to go tinkle?  Explain that.

So you get up, stumble over to your wee-wee pad and take a wizzle.  And yes for the first time I will show you a picture of me wizzing.  Why?  Because that mother of mine doesn’t know about BOUNDARIES.  That’s right mom.  Sometimes a pig needs PRIVACY.  Hint – hint.

But do notice my techniques.  Tail up in the back, legs stretched out.  I think it’s a great form and I would give myself a ten – snorts.  And notice the light in the picture.  I didn’t turn on the light.  This light is from a piggy nightlight that my cousin Sammy sent me a while back.  I ❤ that nightlight.  Thanks cousin!

So you take care of “When Nature Calls” and then you are in a pickle.  I mean, mommy already tucked me in and now she’s asleep.  I’ve done my business but I need some mommy loving.  I do what I do best.  I pitter patter over to my bedroom door and call for her by snorting and stomping.  This concerns her so she rushes to me.  I think I have her trained… you think?

So mommy came back in my room to tuck me back into bed.  But now I’m thirsty – go figure.  I am a kid at heart – snorts.  I convince her that I need a drink and just a little snack before bed… again.  We walk to that heavenly place that I like to call a kitchen and get some water and Animal Crackers.  See, mommy *thinks* she has me trained.  Don’t tell her it’s the other way around okay.

Then when go back to my bedroom where she tucks me back in to bed and wraps my Egyptian cotton sheet all around me like the original piggy in a blanket.   Aaaww – that feels good.

But not only does mom wrap me up and tuck me in, she talks to me and pets me until I go back to sleep – for good this time.  Can you say contented little man?  Yep, that would be me friends.  Contentment shows in this picture.  And believe it or not, this time Mother Nature didn’t interfere.

Mommy waited until I was fast asleep and could feel my tummy going up and down in a pattern before she left my room.  In fact, I don’t remember her leaving because I was asleep dreaming.  Dreaming about my magical backyard… my friends out in the yard – Rocky the Squirrel, my Unicorn and my Bigfoot.  We were all playing and chasing each other.  Nice dream.

So have you ever had difficulties like this in getting to sleep?

 
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Posted by on 06/23/2014 in Bacon

 

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Wonderful Team Member Readership Award

SQUEAL!! This little oinker was privileged to receive this Wonderful Team Member Readership Award from my sweet friend  Shrimp .  Shrimp is an awesome purr thing.  You *have* to go check his blog out and tell him Bacon sent you.  I LOVE awards.  You can’t see me but I’m doing the happy oinker dance right now in my room in between typing on my keyboard.  I’m so excited!!  Thank you pal so very much!!

The rules of this award is to link back and nominate 14 bloggers.  It’s very hard to do this because personally I think everyone deserves this award!  In fact, if you don’t have this award please accept it my friends.  Share and share alike!

My nominees:

Will and Eko

Mop, Billy, Dusty, Cupcake and Pigsqueak

Fozzie

Cocco and Katie

Cousin Sammy

Brother Easy

Reilly and Denny

Noah, Nacho, Buddy and Basil

My great inspiration Pink Ninjabi

Mumsy

Marty the Manx

Nikita

My sweet Girlfriend Nylablue

Lori and my Duck Friends

 

Thank you again sweet Shrimp.  I really appreciate the award!!  And if any of my nominees don’t do the awards – that’s fine.  Just know that all of my friends are LOVED by this little oinker!!

 
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Posted by on 05/21/2014 in Bacon

 

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I Can Spell Daddy

  Poor daddy.  Maybe he needs some lessons in spelling – snorts.  I’m not sure but as usual I’m getting ahead of myself.  Let me back up just a bit my friends.

This past weekend, my mom and dad went out unchaperoned again.  Sigh – you know this means trouble somehow someway – snorts.  It was early in the morning and when they came back they were groaning about being full.  Mom said she ate too much and dad was heading for the Mylanta.  Glutinous I’m telling you.  I mean *I* would never overeat… double snorts.  I don’t know where they get that from.

Later in the day, daddy was talking to mommy and he started spelling.  At first, I was like that’s great daddy.  You are really coming along with those big words.  Then I realized what he was spelling and I was like wait a minute.  He kept at it though, talking to mommy and spelling B-A-C-O-N.  Why was he spelling my name?

It didn’t make sense to me to spell out my name, rub their bellies and talk about how good it was.  This piggy was terribly confused during the conversation.  And then dad asked mommy if she took the picture and she said yes.  So then I just knew there had to be a picture of something on mom’s cell phone.  Then mommy mentioned my cousin Sammy  and how he has B-A-C-O-N every Saturday.  With this, I just *knew* something was up.

I mean Sammy eats bacon every Saturday and then it dawned on me.  They were eating P.I.G.  Gulp – that’s why daddy was spelling.  This can’t be good.  I mean daddy was like overjoyed about how something tasted so wonderful that morning.  What in the heck could it be coming from a P.I.G. that tasted good?  I couldn’t imagine… cause you know Hemi has bitten me before and then spit because I didn’t taste good.  So this little oinker had a mission to get ahold of mom’s cell phone when she wasn’t looking.

After she went to take a nap, I pignapped that cell phone and started reviewing pictures.  OMP (oh my pig!)  My eyes!  What has been seen can not be unseen now.  The horror of seeing this B-A-C-O-N that dad kept spelling out.  Not only was it pig but it was FRIED.  Thud – piggy down.  We are in the south and I know we fry everything but really people – bacon?!  I don’t know if I should be afraid for my life now here at the Hotel Thompson or slightly intrigued as to the taste – shivers.  Help me out friends.  Here is the evidence.

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Posted by on 04/10/2014 in Bacon

 

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