Dear Bacon

Dear Bacon,
Little dude, you are a hoot.  I read your blog all of the time.  I mean, up here in the cold – what else is there to do?  All of my buddies come over at least once a week so we can read your page together.  You are so funny little man.  You should go on the road.  What do you think?  We’ll buy tickets!  Signed Sealed and Funny

Dear Signed Sealed and Funny,

Thanks my friend.  I appreciate those kind words.  Everyone here at the Hotel Thompson has a tendency not to take life too serious – just go with it and have some fun.  It makes life so much more interesting!  I’ll let you know about any future road dates. 🙂

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Dear Bacon,
You really should overcome your anti-nature fears.  It’s great out outside!  Look at this great picture that my older brother took of me on the beach.  You gotta come here and put your hooves in the sand.  Once you do, you’ll never go back!   I’ll save a beach chair for you – come on down!  Signed Chillin Tiny

Dear Chillin Tiny,

I will keep that in mind my friend.  You do look so very comfortable and that picture really pulls at some heart strings.  I’ve seen pictures from mom of the beach as well.  They make me almost want to rethink my anti-nature policies.  I am working on it.  When I make that leap of faith, I’ll be sure to let you know.  Don’t be surprised if you get a call from me somewhere in the near future my friend!  Thanks for the invite.

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Dear Bacon,
Oh little man – purr – come on down to the desert and play with me.  I’m just like one of your purr things there at the Hotel Thompson.  I can help you get over your outdoor phobias.  Trust me, I can.  Growl – Signed Playful

Dear Playful,

For some reason, I just don’t get the same love and desire of you wanting to help me like my friend Chillin Tiny. As you said, you are like the purr things here.  With that in mind, I’m thinking your parting words of ‘trust me’ would be like something Hemi would say here before he swats me on my piggy fanny.  But, I appreciate the invite.  I think I’ll stay in the south and continue to be a member of the Hotel Thompson.  Take care of yourself my friend.  Be sure to use sunscreen.

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Dear Bacon,
I bet you had to look twice at this picture, didn’t you or did you?  This thing called Photoshop is amazing.  I could even Photoshop you in my pouch.  Wouldn’t that be fun?  I could take you everywhere!  Signed Hop n’ Fun

Dear Hop n’ Fun,

PLOL (Pig Laughing Out Loud).  That does look like so much fun!  Perhaps I do need to come see you in real life so we can have so much fun down under!

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Dear Bacon,

Since all of the Harry Potter movies are done and over with, I have a lot of time on my wings these days.  Most days now, you can find me skateboarding along the boardwalk.  Watch out Tony Hawk – I’m coming for you with some of my tricks.  Signed Hedwig

Dear Hedwig,

I was just wondering what you were up to these days.  I just watched a couple of the Harry Potter movies last weekend.  You’re looking good.  They must be right about the camera adding 10 pounds plus because you look a lot smaller in this picture!  Be safe my friend.

 

 

 

Dear Bacon

 
Dear Bacon – Never EVER trust a dare from a dog my friend.  They will put you up to something knowing darn well that the end results would not be good… at least for the kitty.  The barky thing was like, “Hey, cool kitty don’t you want to fly?”  He persuaded me that hanging on to this balloon would be the coolest thing since sliced bread.  What he neglected to tell me was that the balloon was going to float my hairy little body up and it would scare me and then my nails would come out and when I was half way up the balloon would pop because of said nails.  That bastard dog is all I gotta say.  Never trust them.  Signed I’m Floating… but not for long

Dear I’m Floating … but Not for Long – Okay apparently the pooch had the brilliance of foresight to take your picture to capture this for eternity.  And you have to admit that it was really creative on his part to see if you could fly, even if it was momentarily.  Look at the bright side, you are a cool cat!

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Dear Bacon –  There I was.  Finally I had the attention of the gal that so rocks my world.  I was showing her my ninja moves trying to impress her with my skills and abilities.  While my buddy Rolan was on the porch rolling with kitty laughter.  I tell you pig, never let your friends stay around when you are trying to hit on a chick.  They don’t help in any way.  Signed Ninja Kitty

Dear Ninja Kitty – I gotta say you got some moves my friend.  I think that pose is awesome.  Who says cats can’t push themselves off of the floor and kick that high?  I wish I could!  I bet I would be able to impress the ladies too.  And don’t worry about Rolan.  That’s why he is still single – snorts.

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Dear Bacon – Sometimes when you are tired you are just too tired to care.  Here I was climbing my house to get my kitty cat exercise.  That’s when it hit me – BAM!  I was tired.  So I did what I do best.  I made the best of the situation and took me a little sunny siesta.  I could feel the heat from the sun on me and was dreaming for just a while that I was on the beach somewhere enjoying sand in my paws and a cold drink beside me.  Sigh – it was such a great dream.  That is until I fell out of the hammock onto my tushy on the floor.  Shakes my body.  Dreams suck sometimes.  Signed Taking Five

Dear Taking Five – I agree.  Sometimes dreams do suck.  Once, I had a dream that I met Miss Piggy and we were going swimming in a lake under the moonlight – just me and the love of my life.  The water woke me up – I peed on myself.  Shakes piggy head.  See, dreams can suck like you can’t imagine!

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  Dear Bacon – I’m all for one in picking up sports that fit your body and your skills.  I myself LOVE to swim – especially diving off of the diving board.  And what can I say?  This body was made for belly flops at our local watering hole.  I highly recommend them.  And I can tell that you would be good at this.  Just look at your pot-belly.  That is a piece of artwork you have there my friend.  Next time you get a chance, take the splash.  Signed Happy Trails

Dear Happy Trails – Really you think so?  You think this belly is made for some flops in the water?  I do work hard at maintaining my piggy physique.  It’s not as easy as one would think it is.  It takes time perfecting the right amount of munchies throughout the day to have this keg – who wants a six pack these days?  That’s just so common!  Happy swimming my friend!

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Dear Bacon – Play with the little humans they said.  No one will get hurt they said.  It would be fun they said… aren’t those famous last words?  So I let the little humans play with me – I was thinking chase not bury the treasure.  I knew I was in trouble when they dug a hole and stuck me in it.  And then the big humans had the nerve to yell, “Dinner”.  You know those pesky little people left me like this – nothing to help me but my paws and tail sticking up.  Really?  This is how you treat me for not leaving poo in your house.  Barks – we’ll see how fast that changes.  Signed Butt Deep in Trouble

Dear Butt Deep in Trouble – I have to admit that it does look kind of fun.  I mean not the you are stuck in the sand never to flee again or chase mailman fun… but the look at you aren’t you so cute with your paws and tail sticking out fun.  I think you look so very cute!  Don’t worry, you can bury the little humans next time when they play – fair play is fair play – snorts with piggy laughter.

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Dear Bacon

Dear Bacon,
There always has to be that one goofy person in your life that has to do the most insane things.  Meet my brother Hekyll.  He’s an idiot.  You have any ideas on what I can do here?  Signed Jekyll

Dear Jekyll,
PLOL (piggy laughing out loud).  Insanity must run through your family my friend.  Maybe Hekyll was dropped on his head too much as a pup.  Maybe he just wants to have fun.  Maybe you’re right and he is insane?  What we know for sure, he’s a fun guy and you can’t pick your family.  Try not to stop the insanity too much – go with it and have fun my friend.

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Dear Bacon,
What?  Can’t a guy just hang out in the sand and ponder the day?  I thought I would perhaps have a little privacy here but nope  Here comes mom with the flashy thing taking my picture.  What do you do my friend for a little alone time?  Signed Wazzup

Dear Wazzup,
Hey friend.  You do realize that you are taking a siesta in your potty, right?  That’s not glorious sand that is on the beach.  That is a potty field.  Perhaps you should try to find your zen time alone somewhere else that the human can’t find you with the flashy thing.  You’re small.  I’m sure there are loads of places – under the bed, in the back of the closet, on a high shelf, on top of the fridge.  You get the drift.  Have fun exploring.

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Dear Bacon,
I don’t get it.  Dad says he’s taking me to work with him today.  I’m all for that until he puts this silly tie on me.  Why do I have to wear a tie?  It makes me look stupid.  What do you think?  Signed Mr. Golden

Dear Mr Golden,
Well, the up side is you get to go to work with your dad.  That’s what I would focus on my friend.  If he wants you to wear a tie – go for it for a little freedom and insight to see what the man does all day.  And please report back about what fun you had.

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Dear Bacon,
Oh dear kitty heavens!  Make it stop please.  Why does it have to kiss me?  EEWW – and what’s up with throwing her leg up in the air while she is doing it?  This is way beyond the cootie factor.  What to do?  Signed Girls Have Cooties

Dear Girls Have Cooties,
I have to admit my friend that it’s actually a cute and awesome picture. Believe me, there will come a stage in your life when you actually WANT girls to kiss you.  Remember that okay.  And try to be nice to your friend.  You never know when you might need her 🙂

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Dear Bacon,
Mom was cleaning the oven.  She left the door open so it could ‘air out’ as she stated.  I thought this was an ideal moment to find (A) a place that was warm and (B) a place the stupid dog couldn’t get into.  Mom came back to the kitchen and found me like this.  I don’t get it.  What’s the big deal?  Signed 350 Degrees

Dear 350 Degrees,
Of all the places in your home, I think you might want to find another place to hide from the barky thing.  You do realize that you are in the oven.  You know the place that the humans put things in and then take things out COOKED.  Do you really want to be a cooked kitty?  Lord help you if your daddy human came home and shut the door without seeing you there.  Shivers to mergatroid.  I stay as far away from the oven as I possibly can…. you know for obvious reasons.  I would highly recommend that you do the same my friend.

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Farewell From the Beach –

I guess next time mom/dad goes to the beach, I am so putting out an ad in the local Tybee Island newspaper to warn the people that live there – snorts.  They have sent me all kinds of pictures from their trip.  This is the main sign welcoming you to Tybee Island.  Isn’t it cute?  They said they could just live down here forever with no problems.  Uh-oh.  Be forewarned islanders, mom/dad never plan on leaving… even after they pass – snorts.

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It does sound like they had a great time – lots of bonding time as daddy put it – without the children.  What?!  You sound like you didn’t miss me dad.  What’s up with that?  Mommy took this picture outside her window one day as they were leaving to go do something beachwise.  It’s actually kind of pretty with the palm trees and water in the background.  Mom said they walked out the back door, went down a little path and they were right there on the sandy beach having fun and causing havoc.  Her words not mine – snorts.

Mom said they spent a LOT of time on the beach this year.  I’m glad because she really did need a break from the ordinary and have a good time… even if it was without little ole cute as a button me.

They also took the following pictures on the beach – one of the pier and one from underneath the pier which I thought was kind of unique.  You?

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I could just see myself playing under the pier in the water in and out of the shadows digging around in the sand with my little snout.  Mom did say that she would consider taking me next year if they could find a place to stay that would allow me.  I can be on good behavior for a week.  Right?  Don’t laugh!  I’m serious.  There has to be somewhere on the island that will take in my sweet self.

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Also while mom/dad were exploring the island during their adventure time – snorts, they visited the Tybee Lighthouse.  I do believe that this has to be one of my favorite pictures that mommy has taken.  What do you think?

Well, that’s it for now.  I have to go.  They are coming home today and I gotta lot of cleaning to do in my bedroom.  XOXO – Bacon

 

That’s Okay – I’ll Pass

Oh my!  I had the worse nightmare last night.  I dreamed that mom/dad took me to the beach with them.  I was so excited that my little tail wouldn’t stop swinging back and forth.  We took the little car Albert and I stayed in the back the entire ride down – this was all good.

We got to the beach and they walked me down this long pier.  It was wonderful.  It was a little cool outside so mom put one of my sweaters on me.  It was also bright and sunny so mommy made me wear my shades.  People were stopping and talking to us.  They just couldn’t believe I was an oinker.  I don’t understand why not.  I’m domesticated and educated.  I know how to behave myself.  They petted me and we got to the end of the pier.  It was beautiful.  The water was glistening from the sun and it was awesome.  I kept begging mommy that I wanted to put my hooves in the water so we walked back down the pier to the sandy beach.

This is where the dream turned drastically.  There were humans on long boards out in the water.  It looked like they were walking on the waves.  Mom said they were surfing.  It was cool and looked like a lot of fun.  One of the guys asked if he could take me out and would I stay on the board.  I begged and begged – snorted and snorted until mom caved.

Shivers…. this is what happened next – screams!

I’m going to rethink watching these scary movies late at night before going to bed.  Shivers.