Yep, you heard me right. Hell froze over. Why do you ask? Well, we got snow in the south. Shocker huh?! We never get snow and twice this year we’ve had it. The first time back in December 2017. It wasn’t much. Hardly anything to write about. It was more of an inconvenience than anything else. Then early this week they said we would be getting snow. Of course, here in the south we laughed. I mean really think about living in the south. If we see a single snowflake, we shut down. Honestly we do. We are not equipped for snow and we don’t know how to drive in that kind of weather.
So Tuesday night, mom got a text stating work would be delayed Wednesday for two hours – report in at 10AM. No problems. Mom woke up Wednesday morning and squealed for joy. I heard her. It scared me. Do you remember when you were in school and you thought you might be having a snow day and you were so excited? Mom was exactly that for some reason. She had not even left the bed and she said it snowed. How did she know? Is she psychic? Mom said she could tell because everything was so bright inside of the Hotel Thompson. I don’t know what she was talking about. We all stumbled to the front door. She opened the door and we were in awe. Look at all of that snow! We were all mystified.
Mom then got a text saying work was called out for non-essential personnel. Mom actually jumped for joy. It’s strange seeing her do that. Really it is. Mom then went to the back door and opened it up for all of us. She told us we could go out and play in the snow. Shaking my head. Mom do you not know us at all? Houdini yawned and left to go back to bed first following by me. Trust me. I do not want snow or cold stuff rubbing against my pot belly. I’ll pass. What was mom thinking?
Then this morning she was again delayed two hours. But when she left for work, there was icicles going across the front of the Hotel Thompson. Do you see them? And mom called us when she got to work. What usually takes less than 15 minutes took mom 45 minutes this morning. The roads were still icy and full of snow. Mom said there was also some – what did she call them? – IDIOTS driving on the roads going fast like there was no tomorrow. Weirdos.
Yep – this is what we are like here in sweet Atlanta, Georgia. ONE snowflake and we shut down all business. The weather people were projecting a ‘wintery mix’ starting yesterday evening into late night. Heck, moms work even sent everyone home around 2pm. Mom came home and it was cold – around 31-32 degrees.
After mom got home, it started to drizzle rain. You know the kind of rain that is cold and miserable that makes driving a little iffy with sliding. So last night we all went to bed kind of early. Personally I think mom/dad were looking forward to the great southern Snowmageddon 2017.
This morning mom jumped out of bed like a little kid, ran to the front room and opened the front door in anticipation. Lowers head in disgust and somewhat laughter over mom’s reaction. I’m sharing some pics I took. Don’t laugh ok. The entire town shut down here.
What is your Elf Name my friends? I’ve seen this game circulating on mom’s Facebook page and had to play too. Why do humans and elves get all of the fun – snorts. So let’s play shall we. I’ll go first.
My Elf Name would be: Sparkle Snowflake
Mom’s Elf Name would be: Fuzzy Fluffernut
Dad’s Elf name would be: Fuzzy Sleigh Bells
Houdini’s Elf Name would be: Lollipop VanJingles
Hemi’s Elf Name would be: Lollipop McSparkles
These people really know us! What would your Elf Name be? Please share.
Oh my friends. Is it hot enough for you outside? It’s so blistery hot that you just can’t do anything. It’s all mom can do sometimes just to waddle to the mailbox and back. Yes, it’s that hot here in the south. In fact, it’s so hot here that I saw a yellow jacket taking off his jacket due to the heat. It’s so hot that when mom buys bread at the grocery toast, by the time she gets it home it’s toast. The chickens are laying hard boiled eggs. The cows are giving evaporated milk. Okay I’ll stop. you get it. It’s H.O.T.
Well with everyone having such a heat wave, I thought I would share a picture of you that mom took last Christmas. Her and dad went and stayed in a cabin in the Great Smoky Mountains. They arrived one night and it was cold – shivers. They woke up the next morning to a blanket of white. Now doesn’t that feel cooling? Close your eyes and think of it with me. Better?
Dear Bacon – I have the perfect plan my friend. Oh barks – it’s the best! Here’s the plan. I plan on going door to door in my neighborhood. When humans come to the door, I plan on telling them that I’m and Inspector with C.M. across the country. You know C.M. = Canine Meals. And that I’m there to sample their canine meals for originality and taste. Dude, I think I have a chance. What do you think? Signed Inspector Husky
Dear Inspector Husky – Oh dude! I think you do have a plan there. I can see it now – canines from all over the world will be catching on in their neighborhoods all in the honor of YOU. Might I suggest you get a badge made up as well. You know humans these days won’t let you inside unless your official. Be safe and keep us posted.
Dear Bacon – There we were me and my human going for a walk here in the Spring – rolls doggy eyes. Yeah Mother Nature has a twisted sense of humor. Snow in Spring. Yeah okay. Back to my story. We were walking and all of a sudden this snow came drifting off of the roof. I moved but guess who didn’t? Barks! Where’s Lassie when you need her to let peeps know my human fell and can’t get up? You know I did what I could. I stuck my head in the snow to make sure they were breathing. They were. Signed Lassie in Training
Dear Lassie in Training – Well priorities my friend. At least you made sure that your human could breathe. We all know that their hearing and reflexes aren’t like ours. This is just proof in the pudding – snorts. You did dig him up, right? I hope he’s not still there.
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Dear Bacon – Well there goes my political career. I was going to run for President however this picture has now been circulated by the other candidates. I knew they were afraid of my charisma and they knew I would beat them. Darn it. I missed being President by just a cat’s whisker. Signed Nip Ready
Dear Nip Ready – You know my friend this doesn’t mean the end. As long as you didn’t inhale, you may have a chance. Really – check it out in the past history. I think you still need to run. Heck, even with the nip history you still have a better running campaign than some. Honestly.
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REMEMBER my friends. Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU. Please continue to send me your letters and pictures to my email address. ♥
Brrr and Shivers my friends. It has been a little chilly willy here this week at the Hotel Thompson. I mean you did see the great ‘snow’ that big brother Bacon posted earlier int he week, right? Heck, here in the south – a snow flake was seen, we must shut down the city! Barks with puppy laughter.
Well it was so bad, that I had to get on top of mom’s chaise and get warm by the fuzzy blanket and the fireplace – you see that in the distance in the picture? And yes, we can’t forget Mr. Beaver. Mr. Beaver is what is next to my head. He is way bigger than me and I drag him all over the Hotel Thompson. He’s a great pal for sleeping, cuddling and of course beating up… can you believe sometimes he tries to beat me up too? How dare that beaver!
And you are not going to believe this my friends but me and the Baconator have been keeping secrets here at the Hotel Thompson. Yep, that’s right we said secrets as in plural. Something will be happening next week. I can’t share it right now. Me and the pig have been sworn to secrecy by mom/dad. But I can tell you that it’s exciting and wonderful. Now, I need to go and help mom/dad with some cleaning around the Hotel Thompson.
Well that’s all for me my friends – yawns – I hope you had a wonderful week as well. Happy weekend!
Okay – maybe a little joke. You see mommy was at work yesterday. One of her bosses came up to her and said, “Look, it’s getting rough outside, go ahead and leave”. Now, it was only 15 minutes early (doh!) but mom packed up and went outside expecting the worse.
That’s when she had to look hard to find the “weather is getting worse” statement one of her bosses made. Okay, there was some white stuff on the windows of the Jeep. But who knows, that could have been a handful of salt – snorts with piggy laughter.
Mom just *had* to take a picture to show everyone in blogville that snow does happen here in the south. Okay, not so much snow but it can happen. What was even funnier is that mom posted this picture of the ‘great snow’ on her Facebook account and sent this picture to friends and family. Everyone thought it was much more funnier that here it is winter time and mom is wearing a thin t-shirt than the great snow – 🙂 LOL. What can I say, my mom is hot stuff and always wears t-shirts year round. Funny huh? Do you wear t-shirts year round too? Are you a warm bodied person like my mom?
I also wanted to share this picture I found on the ‘cloud’ here at the Hotel Thompson that my mom/dad took over the weekend. Shaking piggy head. I tell you my friends. Those two parents of mine can not be trusted to go out and about by themselves.
Daddy got held up at the Target store! Look at that – the proof is in the picture. Nice Mr. Storm Trooper kept saying, “Hans Solo”, and daddy thought he was talking about his hands being solo. I told you – my dad is special – in the mind!
Just by looking at daddy and his attire, can you guess what football team he likes? Is it obvious?
And I thought I would share a little something else I found on the ‘cloud’. Apparently daddy was telling jokes in the car the other day too. So let me present – “Jokes with Daddy”. Let me just apologize in advance okay. Snorts with piggy laughter.
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.