Welcome my friends to SPOTLIGHT THURSDAY. This is the time that I will introduce you to one of my fellow anipals so you can get to know them better. Some of them, you may already know. We hope that you enjoy this series!
What were your first thoughts when you met your new parents?
Otto: I was worried, because I went there with my brother. I didn’t know whether he was staying, or I was. After he left to live with some other people, I got really excited. Mom and Dad bought me some really fun toys and I got right into my new job as the family dog. Frankie: Mom and Dad came to visit me before I was old enough to leave my mother. All my litter-mates tried to impress them, and one of my brothers really did. Turns out they wanted a girl, because they weren’t sure my brother would get along with Otto. Otto came with them, and he was just a big softie.
What was the defining moment when you knew you were in your forever home?
Otto: I had to check everything out. I sniffed every inch of the backyard fence to make sure it was safe, then I went through the house. Mom and Dad have a nice place, and all these cool toys. There were cuddles all over the place, and I like cuddles. Even today at 65 pounds, I like to crawl up in the chair with Dad. He calls it poodle time, but I don’t care.
Frankie: Mom and Dad met my breeder in Twin Falls to pick me up. I was nervous, but Otto is my older brother and he said it was a good place. When we got home, the whole place smelled like him, and I knew it was a nice safe place for me.
What has been your biggest “Oh no, now I’ve done it” moment so far in your home?
Frankie: Mine involved teething. Mom and Dad have these old bar stools. The wood felt good on my teeth, but I got in trouble.
Otto: That’s nothing. I also thought wood was great for teething. Instead of the cheap bar stools, I ate one whole side off of Mom’s dining room chair. Turns out they were very expensive chairs. How was I supposed to know?
Who do you have wrapped around your paws more – mom or dad – and why?
Otto: Mom, for sure. Dad tries to make us mind, and pays attention to what we eat. Mom is always available for a cookie, and even cooks me eggs sometimes. Frankie: I agree with my brother. I love poodle time with Dad, and he always plays with me. Mom always keeps Goobers around, and they’re my favorite treats. They look like peanuts, and taste like peanut butter. Do you have any Goobers?
What’s the biggest misconception that humans think about you?
Otto: I am the self appointed ambassador from the bulldog world. I love meeting new people and even other dogs. It always amazes me when people ask if I’m mean. Look at my smiling face, do I look mean? Frankie: I don’t like it when they ask if I’m a pit bull. They aren’t mean either, but can’t they just recognize me for the bulldog girl I am?
Hope you enjoyed meeting my friend – check back next week for another Spotlight edition!
Barks! Now that I have your attention my friends, I must share something fabulous with you. Something that is so exciting – something that I have been keeping a secret for two entire weeks. And you know for a terrier to keep something a secret – that just blows your little doggy mind! Okay – Okay – let me *try* to calm down for a minute and give you some back up information. Some of you may remember reading about DOGtv on my weekly Paw Time with Houdini series. If you missed it, you can check out my postings here and here.
I absolutely ❤ DOGtv. I wrote them an email straight from my puppy heart. And they extended all of my friends here two months of on-line subscription free when they sign up for one month at DOGtv using the code PIGLOVE at checkout. It’s really a cool channel just made for us pooches. I watch it every night before I go to bed. It’s kind of like my nightly routine here at the Hotel Thompson.
Well friends, I want you to check out something that came out today on-line with the newspaper USA Today. You will absolutely not believe who made it in the paper – coughs, barks, grunts and then smiles with happiness. I’ve even copied the article below for your convenience. Guess who is doing the happy dance at the Hotel Thompson?
I want to take this point to give a shout out to USA Today and Jueun Choi – barks you’re the best!
Greetings blogville friends!! Me and Auntie Sharon from Gentlestitches are co-hosting a Read Me A Story day today – Monday, June 13, 2016.
Mom went through our books and came up with one of our favorite stories – Little Shark. We hope that you enjoy it as much as we do… we always like to attack the shark for some reason. You’ll figure out why – snorts with piggy laughter.
Dear Bacon – Okay I admit it. I’m in a predicament… some would say stuck between a limb and another limb. I blame it on these pesky squirrels that seem to have taken over my yard. I was chasing showing one how to get out and he jumped in the tree. I followed. I know you have Journalist Rocky the Squirrel that lives in your backyard. Any suggestions on keeping the little rats squirrels out of my kingdom? Signed Hanging
Dear Hanging – Well you do look kind of uncomfortable there my friend. The first thing is to get to know those squirrels. I assure you they are not as pesky as you think. Really – I assure you. Make friends – you will be surprised what they will do for you think. Journalist Rocky the Squirrel and his clan keep out the other unwanted dogs and purr things from my kingdom 🙂
Dear Bacon – Honestly this is *not* what it looks like. I wasn’t kicking anyone. I wasn’t having a momentarily lapse of judgement. I wasn’t going crazy. You’re going to laugh when I tell you what I was doing. Really – are you ready? I was learning how to swing dance. Yep, swing dance. It works much better with a partner but I was practicing my moves. What do you think about that little pig? Signed Swinger
Dear Swinger – I am highly impressed my friend. Really I am. That is such a hard dance to learn and I’m impressed that you are doing it. If my hips could move like that, I would so join up for lessons with you.
Dear Bacon – I’m sitting in a pan I am. It’s the pan for the dog who is a hog (no offense). He chases me and tries to sting me like a bee. He no eat until he kisses my feet. Signed Seuss Without a Rhyme
Dear Seuss Without a Rhyme – Snorts! No offense taken. I get it. You and the dog are frenemies. You keep your enemies close to you to know what they are up to – usually no good. Instead of sitting in his bowl, perhaps hide that huge bowl. No bowl to fill, no food to eat and you can act all innocent like you don’t know what they are talking about when they ask what happened to his bowl. See where I’m going with this? Cause you know after a while, it’s going to get boring sitting in an empty bowl. Unless nature calls… then you have something to fill.
Dear Bacon – I’m telling you, I’m innocent! I got this pillow off of the master’s bed. He uses it every night and I thought it would help me sleep too. I went to sleep and then the next thing I knew the master was home asking me what I did. Really, I did nothing but sleep. The pillow must have exploded all by itself! Signed Innocent
Dear Innocent – I can see by the look on your face that you are not guilty at all. Nope. That is not the look of guilt. I do believe you. I think you were sleeping and minding your own business. What probably happened is that maybe your inner dog came out while you were sleeping during one of your dreams. I know this first hoof because I have a deviled ham side that comes out from time to time. Shivers – and trust me my friend. He is a little stinker. So, off you go now to explain that to your master. I know he will just have to understand.
Dear Bacon – Oh dear mercy to the heavens. Please help me. My humans have went over the deep end. Signed Fill in for Nicki Minaji
Dear Fill in for Nicki Minaji – Hubba – Hubba. Look at you my sweet friend. I think you got the looks and the skills to pull this off. I wouldn’t be upset with your humans – I would tell them that if they are going to dress you up like Ms. Minaji, then they have to treat you like the star she is!
REMEMBER FRIENDS – Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU. Please remember to send me your pictures and letters to my email ❤
Oh friends. I’m not sure if your post office is like our post office but you gotta enjoy a great hide and seek game. Oh wait a minute, you don’t know the whole story of The Great Post Office Drama – snorts. Pull up a chair, get you a drink and some popcorn. This is the mystery.
Okay here it goes. Last Friday, there was a knock on the front door of the Hotel Thompson. Before dad could answer it – which trust me was only moments – the mail person jumped in their truck and went on down the street. What? Was that a run by post office… a run by knocking… a test to see if anyone was home? Was there a video camera somewhere with people going to jump out to say “Gotcha”? I mean it was that quick. Later on when mom came home, she found a piece of paper in the mailbox saying they tried to deliver a package. Yeah, okay. On the notice, it said who it was from so mom told me and I got so excited I squealed. The notice said you could come the next morning, Saturday, to the post office and pick it up.
So all night long, I waited. I tossed and turned. All in anticipation of what the package contained. Saturday morning, I got mom up early and her/dad went to the post office. Now, our post office for our neighborhood is like 10 miles away which is really odd because we have a post office like 3 miles away. But that is post office guidelines for you. Mom/dad get to the post office and guess what. It’s closed. Locked down. No one home. Nada. What the heck? Mom looks at her notice again. Yep, she’s at the right place. How’s that for service, huh?
So mom/dad go back home. Later on in the day, mom just happens to see the postman or should I call her postwoman. She runs out to meet her waving the slip of paper in her hand. Mom in so many nice words tells her about how it was ‘attempted to be delivered’ and fusses. Of course the carrier apologizes and doesn’t have the package today. Mom then tells her she even went to the post office on the slip she left and guess what – they were closed! The carrier took the slip and said she would have the substitute deliver it Monday. Great. My package will have to wait until Monday. Drats. Stomps hooves. Has a hissy fit. I don’t wanna wait. I want it NOW.
So here we are – Post Office 2 and Me -0-. Monday comes around finally and mom just happens to get off early due to a meeting. She gets home just in time for the mailman thinking she will have my package. Guess what – no package. He knows nothing about it. This pig can only take so much my friends. I beg mommy – please go find my package. We all know it’s out there somewhere…. probably in package purgatory begging to come home to me. I can almost hear it now – “Find me Bacon”.
So mom/dad jump in the Jeep and go to our post office. All the way daddy is telling mommy that package is gone like the wind never to be seen again in these parts of the South. But mom, she has the patience of a saint. She goes into the post office and explains the dilemma. What do they say? “You are at the wrong post office. You have to go to this post office”. Which might I add is a bit further. When mom says the paper said this one. Are you ready for it….. the post person laughed and said, “Oh, those are old papers. We changed a while back.”
So mom goes out to the Jeep and hears daddy say it again, “Bye-Bye package”. Of course by this time mom is determined she will track my package down. She goes to the second post office and of course, they can’t find it either. What is this, the great treasure hunt of the south? She asks for a supervisor, explains the situation and do you know what they told mommy? When mommy told them about ringing the door bell and then promptly leaving, they said that the carrier will only wait a second or two. WTH? This almost made mom lose her mommy mind. That’s hardly enough time to get off of the sofa. Then the supervisor went on their great hunt and find mission. And guess what? They couldn’t find it either! Talk about your customer service and don’t get mom started on the attitude everyone was having with their attitudes like mom was just plain crazy.
Now mom is getting a little upset and puts on a thick southern charm. She asks to speak to the head person in charge. He comes to the desk and she explains the entire situation again of course this times she is keeping her calm but oozing her forceful southern stand. They then go on a hunt and find mission. And guess what? They come back with the package! It was on the supervisors desk of all places. OMP – happy dance – happy dance. Mom takes the package, squeals in the post office, says thank you and goes out to the Jeep… just waiting for dad’s response. He’s in shock.
They come home and give me the package! Now you are probably asking, “Bacon, who is the package from?!” I’m glad you asked my friends. It was from my brother Easy across the pond. What a brother and pal he is. He sent me this package for my birthday. And let me tell you something. Easy you are the best! We loved it! My mom/dad laughed so hard when they opened the package. We loved everything. Thanks brother!!
Look at these goodies – squeals with piggy delight. Now the pink pig is a bank. That way I can save some of my allowance for my future trips here/there in the world. I even let mommy put STAR (that’s his name) on the new book shelf in the living room. That way we can make sure he doesn’t wonder off and get hurt.
And then there is Pee and Pool. Oh.my.piggy.heavens. Can you belief that? I ❤ them! We have all laughed and laughed over them. Pee and Poo. You want to take a better look don’t you? Are they not the funniest duo you have seen in sometime? You just gotta love them. Heck mommy even picked them up and hugged them – now *that* was funny! Oh brother – thank you so very much for thinking of me. I love everything!! ❤ Bacon
Dear Bacon – I am the All Mighty Magical Hare. That’s right – I’m a magician. I got tired of the human pulling me out of his hat. It was dark in there. Now I do the tricks. What? You never saw a magical hare before? There’s lot of us out there that are famous. You’ll see. Signed All Mighty Magical Hare
Dear All Mighty Magical Hare – I say go for it my fuzzy little friend! Why play second fiddle when you can be the main star. And with that charming red coat – who could see nothing but a STAR? There are lots of rabbits out there that are famous – the Trix Rabbit, the Energizer bunny, Rabbit from Winnie the Pooh, Roger Rabbit, Bugs Bunny and now YOU – the All Mighty Magical Hare. I can see your name in spot lights. I can see you in sold out theaters. I can see David Copperfield shaking in his expensive shoes. That makes me wonder. Who are you going to pull out of your hat my friend? Snorts and oinks.
Dear Bacon – You see nothing here. Nothing at all. There is no dog under this pillow. Nope. Nada. Walk on my friend. Nothing to see here at ALL. Signed Walk the Line
Dear Walk the Line – You got be faster than that my furry friend. The evidence is now in the picture. I suggest you shred these pictures and delete them from your computers. If you can’t see it, it didn’t happen. Remember those words and tread lightly.
Dear Bacon – Who says that the little miniature humans are the only ones to have fun on toys? Is that a rule set in concrete? I think not. I made it not. When everyone went to bed, I jumped and rode a horse. It was fast. It was fun. It was the time of my life until…. I forgot about the motion sensor camera the humans put in the front room. Can you say busted little guy? Signed Caught in Giddy Up
Dear Caught in Giddy Up – Hey, don’t sweat it my friends. You can only imagine what that camera catches the humans doing. I’m just sayin’ do a little research for some blackmail in case they decide to put your picture on their Christmas cards this year. Snorts – Giddy Up!
Dear Bacon – The possibilities are endless. My brother has the cone of shame. Sure I feel for him. Who wouldn’t, right? But for all of the crap he has given me, does this look give you any enlightenment to the torture fun I’m going to have with him? Evil barks! Signed Some Doggie?
Dear Some Doggie – Oh no! I’ve heard about you recently my friend. You are the one that does all of these bad things to doggies and then dogs get blamed for it. Some Doggie – you are famous. I gotta admit that your bro looks a little pitiful. Maybe go a little easy on him… just a little okay.
Dear Bacon – My humans forgot to feed me tonight. Something about they were tired and sick. They went to bed early without a second thought to little me and my needs like FOOD. That’s okay though. I’ve been sitting up here watching them sleep for a couple of hours. I don’t plan on moving until they wake up and see me here. That should give them plenty of nightmares for the rest of their lives and they should never forget about me again. What do you think? Signed Pissed
Dear Pissed – Oh.my.pigs. Remind me to *never* piss you off my friend…. or to piss off the purr things here. They may get instruction from you. If I woke up to you staring at me from above…. I think I would wet myself right there and then in my piggy bed. Squeals!
REMEMBER FRIENDS – We can’t have Dear Bacon issues without YOU. Keep your pictures and questions coming to me via email 🙂
You may be gone but you are not forgotten. I close my eyes and smile. I dream of you running without pain or illness through the daisies chasing butterflies and looking so beautiful. When I’m silent and still in my toddler bed with my Egyptian cotton sheet around me, I can almost hear your purrs in my ear – just like old times. You were my first kitty girlfriend – my sweet purr thing – my snugglebug and you always will be the love of my life ❤
I think of you now watching over all of us that are still here. You touched my life in so many ways. You showed us how to keep fighting for life and things you wanted. You showed us love beyond what we could ever imagine. I was privileged to have you in my life – your love was an added bonus that I will *NEVER* forget. You will always be part of my heart.
I pray for your mom and send her loads of hogs and snout kisses. May she find some peace and remember that we all are here for her in her time of need.
Something so exciting happened yesterday. I absolutely could not believe it when mom was telling me and dad last night. I’m honored. I’m in awe. I’m mystified. Mom did something and didn’t even tell me and dad about it until last night. I just can’t believe she kept it a secret that long. Personally, I think she did it and forgot about it not thinking anything would come from it. So, all of this hoopla and you’re probably wondering to yourself, “Just spit it out pig – what happened?” Okay, here it goes.
Mom sent a fellow Georgian, not too far away from me that’s from Hapeville, a post on her Facebook the other day. She thought that I, Bacon, would be a good laugh for this person. I really don’t understand that part because we all know that “I’m” not a joke. I just tell it like it is from my little piggy perspective… just keeping it real. Snort – LOL
Last night on the way home from work, mom checked her Facebook messages and posts and saw this. She immediately had to take a picture. She was so excited! You should have seen her when she came in the house. She couldn’t even talk for a few minutes – which is a rare thing from mom. Chuckles
She was flying around the house and her tail was just shaking. She finally told me and daddy to guess and then before we could guess, she told us. Dad was in awe. He said a lot of things but all I heard from him was blah, blah, blah, that pig is popular, blah, blah, blah.
I must have look mystified because I didn’t catch the name. So mom looked at me and said, “You know the game show Are You Smarter than a Fifth Grader.” When she said that, I knew because we’ve watched that before on my television. And personally Mr. Foxworthy, I think it needs to be changed to Are You Smarter than a Pot Bellied Pig. Just sayin’
Mom also reminded me about the Blue Collar Comedy Tour he did with Larry the Cable Guy, Bill Engvall and Ron White. That was hilarious! I’ve watched that several times with dad.
Of course dad was laughing at me later last night saying to expect me to be the ham of some jokes like… You know you’re a redneck if you own a pig that stays inside and has his room and has his own television. It’s okay dad. You’re just jealous. SRAOL (snort rolling all over laughing).
So there you go – can you believe that?! Thank you Mr. Foxworthy. You made my piggy day!