Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
The weird box is making noises. None of us anipals will go anywhere close to it. Mom/dad brought it back with them yesterday and took it to their bedroom. And they weren’t gone as long as what we thought they would be. Something really weird is going on here at the Hotel Thompson. There’s lot of whispers. Lot’s of secrets between mom/dad for some reason. We don’t get it. Help us our friends to figure this out. This could be the spookiest Halloween month ever.
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
Mom/dad got up early this morning and left the Hotel Thompson holding a box. They’ve had this makeshift looking box with them every since they got home. I don’t know what’s in it but it must be liquid gold. They said they would be back shortly. Translation – they are going shopping and then eating and then whenever they land, they land. Snorts with piggy laughter.
Uh-oh. I hear ringing. Shakes my piggy head. Mom/dad must be out of their minds. Check out our new telephone here.
What does it mean it knows who I am? Gulps. Help me.
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
A creaky door? You know that kind that you hear sometimes in a scary movie – gulps. The long eerie squeak that you just know something is going to happen. Where did it come from? I oinked. Houdini came into the living room. Good, he heard it too. We both jump on the sofa together. Where is that noise coming from and where the heck is that flea bag of a evil purr thing that lives here?
It has to be that stupid purr thing making that noise. No Houdini, it doesn’t sound like the opening of the lid of a coffin. Where do you come up with these things? It’s Hemi.
There it goes again…. sreecchh. We both looked at the same time. It’s at the front door. Whatever it is, we can hear it now clawing to get in at the front door through the storm door. Gulps. We both tunneled under the blanket peaking out at one end. How is Hemi doing this?
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
The rain continues. With a full moon. One of these days Mother Nature, you are going to want something from us. Nana called to check on us – left a lovely message on the voice mail. We are just fine. Mom/Dad fed us this morning and we are big kids now. But the storm – the storm needs to stop.
The lightning is loud too. It rumbles the Hotel Thompson. About an hour ago, the electricity started flickering on/off. And it got really dark outside. Oh sure – go ahead kick us while we are down. Do you know how hard it is for three anipals not to get into trouble with nothing to do in the house? Nothing to keep us occupied by the sounds of thunder and occasional patches of light from the lightning. And you know what else happens in the dark?
You hear every.single.noise.
Hemi is suppose to be the elite one light on his feet. Hogwash! Seriously, that cat sounds like a freaking elephant walking up and down the hallway. And every little floorboard that can creaked, has creaked this afternoon. I mean like weird creak. Even the frogs aren’t singing outside tonight. Even Houdini was in the kitchen a while ago but with the lightning it looked like his shadow was ten feet tall! It about gave me a heart attack! And believe me, it scared Hemi too. He jumped in the air and twisted around flying back down to the bedroom. He won’t admit it. But he was scared – I’m sure it took one of his nine lives. And hey I’m pig enough to admit it – it scared me. I almost tinkled on myself.
What was that noise? It sounded like a squeak… like a door of some sort. Gulps. What the cream cheese?
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
That’s just totally awesome. Fabulous. Freaking yay. Mom/dad leaves this morning and what happens. Of course – it storms and rains. What the piggy heavens? Why? Why Karma would you do this to us? The first time us anipals are completely on our own and you decide to let the sky fall out with wet stuff? I hate you.
I really hate you. Mother Nature you are a mean person.
If the televisions and internet go out – we blame you. All totally you. Just sayin’ Give us anipals an olive branch and give us this one weekend please. One nice weekend – no rain. Because if you make it rain, nana will be late with food. And we just can’t have that now can we? That would be the most scariest thing in the world!
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
Barks – wiggles butt and looks cute. YAY! I’m a big boy now. I get to stay by myself with the guys while mom/dad are away this weekend. How cool is that? I am a big boy now. And Bacon is going to give me his room – that is way cool to be in bro’s room and bed. It has everything in there! I can survive three days without mom. The guys say I can’t, but I can. Surely I can. I’ll watch the Anipal Planet and have fun. I might even get a chance to play on the internet some. Opps wait a minute…. I just got a text. It looks like it’s from Nana.
Um.. no. Nana wouldn’t send that but she’s in the video. No way! Who did this?? Hemi – it has to be Hemi. Just why in the doggy heavens would he do that? I am so going to tell…. no I’m not. That little furball will get his. Just wait. I’ll get him back. Trying to scare me!
Welcome my friends to October 1, 2018 – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
Meows – This being left alone for the entire weekend could be a blast! Bacon and Houdini can have their spaces. I want the big bed in mom/dad’s room. That is like the happening place here in the Hotel Thompson. I can watch my Investigative Discovery television channel and bring on all of my kibbles in there. Nana can wait on my paws when she comes to feed us. I may even purr at her once/twice just so she thinks I care… even though I don’t – evil purrs. It’s what I do. Wait a minute, I just got a text with a video. Who would be sending me a video? The number says unknown. That’s weird.
Shivers to meow mercy! Who in the heck would send me something like this?! It has to be that pig. Yep, nods head. It has to be Bacon trying to get my fur to stand up. It just has to be him wanting to see me get frightened. As if. This cat doesn’t do scared. I’ll show that pig. I’m not going to say a word.
Welcome my friends to October 1, 2018 – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
Barks! Us all alone in the house. I’m so excited my tail won’t stop wagging. After the ‘family meeting’, we all ran to Bacon’s room for our own little anipal meeting. We can’t let the humans know how excited we are. We will rock this house, stay up as long as we want, eat what we want and watch anything we want on television. OMD – it will be a blast. I call Animal Planet.
Meow – I just want to be left alone on the big bed. I may need help setting my number on the Select Comfort to a happy 60 – that number is purfect for my spine. Houdini – there is enough televisions in this house that we all can watch what we want. I gotta see me some Jackson Galaxy. That man thinks he is the cat whisperer. He is so wrong. Man will never rules us cats – ever. Meows.
Oinks – We gotta set a plan in motion guys. When nana visits, we gotta make sure she leaves all of our goodies out and makes popcorn. I call the television in the living room. I just love stretching out on the chaise. That thing was made for my curvy body. And the ottoman next to it holds my laptop. OMP – I can spend hours on the computer and there’s no one to tell me to get off. I may have died and gone to heaven. But guys, we can’t be too happy in front of mom/dad. You know we gotta make sure they think we will be miserable and miss them – as if – snorts with piggy laughter. And don’t worry, I have dad’s credit card number. We can order pizza and have it delivered. That kid on Home Alone will have nothing on us!
Welcome my friends to October 1, 2018 – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
There we all were – all of us anipals – me, Houdini and Hemi. It was time for the ‘family meeting’ here at the Hotel Thompson. Us anipals translated ‘family meeting’ into who left the fur ball on the pillow Hemi or who has been eating the cat food Houdini to the dreaded Bacon you need to slow down from flying through the house kind of meetings. These meetings were always about what we can do to improve the dynamics here at the Hotel Thompson. Rolls piggy eyes. I’m sure you can relate – boring – yawns.
We were settled in the living room when mom/dad walked in demanding our attention. But that’s when it turned weird. Mom brought popcorn to the meeting. All of us anipals love popcorn. Hey, something is not right. We all gathered our clusters of popcorn, started snacking and listening to mom/dad. Dad was talking. Now that’s weird. Usually it’s mom during the ‘family meetings’.
“Kids, we have some news that you might be a little upset at first but before you get upset, think of this time as an adventure”, dad then stopped and looked at mom before continuing. “Me and mom are going out for a couple of days this coming weekend. We are going to leave on Friday and come back Sunday. We think you are old enough not to be housed out to everyone. This time, nana will come and check on you to feed you but we are going to let you stay here in your home…. by yourselves.”
Us anipals just looked at each other in shock. What do you mean, leave us alone? Like all alone – no parental guardianship? PAWTY!! I mean, that’s a shame. I’m sure we will get along somehow. Secretly us anipals were high fiving each other behind our backs. Gotta make it look good though – sad looks on all of our faces and of course the needy hugs and lap time for sure.
So there was mom/dad rolling down the street doing their errands one weekend. They stop at a stoplight. Mom looks over and says, “WTP”. Dad of course is like what? Mom says, “Give me the camera – Give me the camera – I gotta take a picture of this”.
Okay that kind of statement means Trouble with a capital T. It can’t end well – I’m just telling you my friends. I’ve been around mom long enough to know there will be a blog posting coming from those words.
So mom proceeds to click off a couple of pictures to dad’s continuous, “What’s going on?” Mom told dad he wasn’t going to believe what she just witnessed – it was scarier than she could put into words – it was unfathomably – aliens surely had to have something to do with this – it was that BIG.
So for your visual understand, I blew the picture up. What did I tell you? Scary huh? That is CHUCKY tied to the back of a pick up truck. You know there’s a good story behind that!
Miniature pot bellied pig and friends - Bacon, Houdini, Hemi and all of the Rock Clan with Journalist Rocky the Squirrel all out looking for adventures from the Hotel Thompson.
ou know that kind that you hear sometimes in a scary movie – gulps. The long eerie squeak that you just know something is going to happen. Where did it come from? I oinked. Houdini came into the living room. Good, he heard it too. We both jump on the sofa together. Where is that noise coming from and where the heck is that flea bag of a evil purr thing that lives here?
Barks! Us all alone in the house. I’m so excited my tail won’t stop wagging. After the ‘family meeting’, we all ran to Bacon’s room for our own little anipal meeting. We can’t let the humans know how excited we are. We will rock this house, stay up as long as we want, eat what we want and watch anything we want on television. OMD – it will be a blast. I call Animal Planet.
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