Officially Summer

June 21 is the official day of Summer –

Yay for Summer being here – boo for the heat.  No one likes the heat.  Heat is bad.  Momma says its swimsuit season.  Heck it should be because too much clothes and you would burn up!  Thank goodness Hotel Thompson has air conditioning.

I guess some of my pig friends have the right way in life.  Pull up a chair, crawl in and take a siesta outside in nature.  It is one way to get a little sun on your skin.  Me, I’d rather stay inside surrounded by air… cool air that is.

But with the heat, you also get some amazing munchies… like strawberries.  My friend here has the right ideal.  Get a bowl of those delicious berries, settle up to it and have your own eating competition.  Doesn’t he look like he’s grinning there because he’s so happy? snorts

For some reason, I’m craving strawberries now. I wonder why?

Whatever you decide to do today to kick off Summer, enjoy it and have a safe day my friends.

 

 

Turkey Humor

 

 Fair play is fair play.  I came across this cartoon when I was surfing the net.  I absolutely fell in love with it.  Who doesn’t like a cute cartoon with humor?  They better take him out of the sun, he might be a little tough for dinner – snorts.  XOXO – Bacon

 

Happy Last Day of the Month

Happy Saturday my dear sweet friends.  Today is the last day of September and the spooky month of October starts tomorrow.  I wanted to give you a heads up about October.  October is going to be a busy month for this little piggy.

I skyped a witch and she even saw me in her crystal ball.  Even she knew I was up to something before mom and dad did.  You see,  I’m going to have 31 days of Spook on my blog.  I’m personally going to highlight scary movies, television shows, legends, monsters and other things that go bump in the night.  I might even quiz you on some of them so be prepared.  Start brushing up on your trivia.  I hope it will be fun for everyone.

So, happy last day of September my friends.  Welcome to Spooky October!  Evil snort

 

Officially Summer

June 21st is the official day of Summer – that’s tomorrow.

Yay for Summer being here – boo for the heat.  No one likes the heat.  Heat is bad.  Momma says its swimsuit season.  Heck it should be because too much clothes and you would burn up!  Thank goodness the Hotel Thompson has air conditioning.

I guess some of my pig friends have the right way in life.  Pull up a chair, crawl in and take a siesta outside in nature.  It is one way to get a little sun on your skin.  Me, I’d rather stay inside surrounded by air… cool air that is.

But with the heat, you also get some amazing munchies… like strawberries.  My friend here has the right ideal.  Get a bowl of those delicious berries, settle up to it and have your own eating competition.  Doesn’t he look like he’s grinning there because he’s so happy? snorts

For some reason, I’m craving strawberries now. I wonder why?

Whatever you decide to do tomorrow to kick off Summer, enjoy it and have a safe day my friends.

 

Turkey Humor

 Fair play is fair play.  I came across this cartoon when I was surfing the net.  I absolutely fell in love with it.  Who doesn’t like a cute cartoon with humor?  They better take him out of the sun, he might be a little tough for dinner – snorts.

 

Happy Last Day of the Month

Today is the last day of September and the spooky month of October starts tomorrow.  I wanted to give you a heads up about October.  October is going to be a busy month for this little piggy.

I Skyped a witch and she even saw me in her crystal ball.  Even she knew I was up to something before mom and dad did.  You see,  I’m going to have 31 days of Spook on my blog.  I’m personally going to highlight scary movies, television shows, legends, monsters and other things that go bump in the night.  I might even quiz you on some of them so be prepared.  Start brushing up on your trivia.  I hope it will be fun for everyone.

So, happy last day of September my friends.  Welcome to Spooky October – Evil snort

And my friends, please feel free to share these stories of intrigue with your friends on your blog, Facebook and other social media.  And if you make it through the entire month with me, look for your Ghost Badge 2016 to share on your blog.

 

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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REMEMBER my friends, Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU.  Please continue to email me your letters and pictures ❤

 

Turkey Humor

 

Dear Bacon

Dear Bacon –  Bunyoga – sigh – I highly recommend it.  Me and my friend love to do the Bun-Bun Flat position daily.  Lay on your back, feet up in the air and ears straight out.  It helps to relax all of the muscles in your body.  If you get a chance, try it.  You may just love it and rename is Pig Flat.  Signed Yoga Buns

Dear Yoga Buns – OMP.  I gotta try this position.  I think I can actually do it and like you said ENJOY IT!  Thanks for the tip!

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Dear Bacon – A lot of times people mistake me for a towel.  I don’t get it. Why would they do that?  Signed Relaxed

Dear Relaxed – Snorts my friend.  I might see a slight resemblance to why they think that.  It might be due to the cute way your entire body just relaxes.  But I have to admit, it brings out that cute little nose of yours – carry on sweet cute friend.

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Dear Bacon – WOW!  That was deep.  I just read in a book here that dogs like to chase their own tails.  Talk about dumb.  I had to take my glasses off and just think about that for a while.  No wonder us cats are superior to the barky things.  Signed Princess

Dear Princess – Yep, nods head, I’ve seen them do that.  It’s wild to watch.  What’s even funnier – seeing them ‘catch’ it.  Now that is something you don’t want to miss my friend.  Snorts.

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Dear Bacon – Just a quick note my friend.  I know your little brother wears clothes a lot too.  I highly recommend it.  Sometimes we get cold going naked and just need a little something more.  It’s one of those things that you don’t knock until you try it.  I like to dress for the occasion and have a closet full of choices.  Tell Houdini the next time he is in my area to stop by.  We can have tea and discuss this years fashion.  Signed Merk

Dear Merk – WOW.  Just WOW.  I’ve never seen a… a… a purr thing wearing clothes.  I can say that I see why you would feel cool and naked without clothes.  And I have to admit that you make that sweater my friend.  It really makes the blue in your eyes pop.  I will definitely give Houdini your message and let him know to call you.  I think you two can become close and tight friends.  Stay warm… and dressed.

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Dear Bacon – I like to say that not every anipal can carry this look but I know I can.  With my skin texture, my humans had me some specially made sunglasses to protect my eyes.  I think I rock them.  What do you think?  Signed Matrix

Dear Matrix – Hey, do you know Merk above?  I think you two could be fast friends.  And I think protecting your eyes should be number 1.  Number 2 should be covering all of that skin.  You wouldn’t want to get a sunburn.  Stay safe!

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Remember my friends that Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU.  Please continue to send your pictures and letters to my email address. 🙂

 

31 Days of Spook – The Wood Pile Devil

Welcome my friends to the first day of my 31 Days of Spook!  We love this time of year here at the Hotel Thompson.  It’s one of my busiest months trying to keep all of you my friends in blogville just at the right amount of teeth chattering, sitting on the edge and being scared of your own shadow.  I hope that you stay with me all month and enjoy my 31 Days of Spook.  Today, I start off my tales from a special scary story from my brother Easy.  What exactly was seen that can not be unseen in the middle of the night?  Read the story to find out and be sure to let Easy know your thoughts.  Now, lock the doors and shut the windows… you might even want to turn on a light – boo!

It happened many moons ago to the boyfriend of my mommas friend. That boyfriend had a granny who lived in a small village behind the 7 mountains near Nowheresville. Every year in Shocktober, the people there celebrated a kind of a harvest festival, called Kirmes.  That year, the guy invited his girlfriend and my momma to visit that fest and his granny agreed to let them stay over night.

They celebrated with the people of the small village and the booze ran like the Niagara Falls. After they were well filled, my mom and her friend walked to the home of that granny, placed the empty popcorn buckets next to their bed and fell asleep, while the boyfriend found no end and was glued to the beer-fountain.

In the early morning, they woke up by flashing lights and hullaballoo in front of the house. It was caused by the boyfriend who called the police…

BECAUSE:

As he went home plastered like the yellow brick road, he saw a movement next to a wood pile on the yard of his granny. And he swore by the sun and the moon and the stars and by all brewsky of slice earth that he saw the face of the devil what peeked around that wood pile. He could describe every part of the devilish face and he gave the pawlice all details that they could make a fabulous composite sketch.

Butt the pawlice was eggstremely farouche and they refused to start a dragnet operation. They brought no dogs and hey refused to pulverize the woodpile with machine guns and silver bullets nor would they throw grenades on that pile – Come on pawlice! That’s denial of assistance in an emergency case… and hey, that’s YOUR CHANCE to save the world from the evil.

Sadly the pawlice wasn’t keen to earn endless fame and famousness and after some dingy comments about barflies and drunkards they left the crime scene.  And that pawlice actually had the nerve to send a bill for the pawlice operation… 170 bucks… for nothing.

Yes, I know… if more alcohol than blood runs in our veins, it happens that we see “things”… but this guy was scared to death and he was sober with fear immediately. And also the next day he swore that he saw His Diabolic Majesty in the furs… and even as my mom met him by chance some years later, he told her the same story… and he swore again that he saw the devil….

We don’t know what or whom this guy saw that night, but with his detailed description I made an identikit, just in case you walk home once from a harvest festival …
VIOLA… here we have it …