Hello my dear friends. Life is gently getting back into a routine here at the Hotel Thompson – thank goodness for that! For a while there, us anipals wondered if it would happen. Mom/dad are both feeling better – still not 100% yet but getting there for sure. Mom even cooked dinner at home a couple of times this week. That in itself is a miracle – barks!
I got another new t-shirt to add to my wardrobe. Mom took this picture and said it came out so totally awesome. Do you think it is fitting for me? I mean, mom calls me her little angel all of the time. There just might be something to it. Maybe.
I hope you had a wonderful week my friends. I’m going to the groomer tomorrow. Mom/dad both say I’m in desperate need of some spa time. I have no clue what they mean by that. Do you?
That’s it for this week my friends – take care and have an awesome weekend!
Oh P.S. I couldn’t leave you without this weeks Jokes with Dad. I want to apologize up front. Dad has two short jokes this week. You’ll see why I want to apologize as soon as you hear them. Groans and shakes puppy head.
Barks! Hello my dear friends. I’m glad to report that the Hotel Thompson is now back up and running – the hazmat team has left and all of the flu cooties are reportedly out and MIA hitting others in the unknown. Mom and dad are in no way back to 100% but it’s good to say that at least us anipals know they aren’t secretly zombies trying to overtake us at night. Barks – heck, they couldn’t even move like regular humans for a while.
But no worries. Us anipals did the best we could in trying to take care of them. Unfortunately one day, mom/dad kicked us out of their bedroom and we all had to fend for ourselves while they slept. I think it did them good be
cause when they awakened, they looked much more like the 
humans we know – ha!
And for those that asked, here is my rocking new tie-dye t-shirt. Isn’t it amazing? It fits so wonderful!
Just call me:
Cosmic Whimsical Unicorn
What’s your hippie name?
Oh and of course we can’t leave this week without Jokes from Daddy. Let’s give him his moment in the limelight – barks with puppy laughter. Have a great weekend my friends.
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Barks! I just gotta share something with you my friends. For Christmas, the big guy called Santa brought me some Greenies. Not just any kind of Greenies but Holiday Spice flavor. Can we talk? They are delicious! Someone told mommy about Greenies and said they were good for my gums and teeth – barks! And everyone knows that I got me some sharp teeth – just ask daddy when we play.
So Santa brought me some teenie sized Greenies – Oh my doggy heavens! They are perfect – just my size!
Look at that Greenie! Isn’t it *almost* as adorable as me – I said *almost*. Barks with puppy laughter. When I got my first one, I didn’t know what to do with it but I knew I wanted it because it smelled so yummy. Then a few minutes later, I figured out what it was and destroyed it. Now, mommy has to mention Greenie and I’m so there waiting for one.
How about you? Do you enjoy a good Greenie every once in a while? Do you like them? What kind of flavor do you have?
That’s it for this week my friends – take care and have an awesome weekend!
Dear Bacon – I’ve made a grave mistake. There was a hole in the back of this contraption. I crawled in and when I did, it shut closed. Now I’m stuck… I feel like a squirrel on display for the world to see. The birds are pointing and laughing at me. What am I to do? Help? Signed Mannequin Squirrel
Dear Mannequin Squirrel – WOW! What can I say? You do look awesome with your mannequin display. I can say perhaps you should enjoy what you can… maybe take a seat and a quick bite of that delightful feed. By the time you get done with your dinner, maybe the owner of the house will see you in your tight spot and help you out. If not, can you jump and push the top off for a quick escape? And don’t worry about the birds pointing and laughing. Might you remind them that you have plenty of food to eat while you wait unlike them – snorts.
Dear Bacon – We like to put the warning out there for the humans. If you cross the metal gates leading into our kingdom, be warned. You will experience a death like no other from the ankles down. We may be small and short but we have sharp teeth like a shark. Just sayin’. Does your little brother do the same? Signed Harley and Davidson
Dear Harley and Davidson – Awesome idea my friends. Truth is in the advertising. If peeps are dumb enough to cross that warning, their ankles deserve what they get. And yes. Houdini has the sharpest teeth that I’ve ever felt. That’s right – I said felt. I feel them when he tries to hang off of my piggy tail and swing back and forth like I’m an amusement park. The little guy has no respect for this pig – he thinks I’m his personal jungle gym.
Dear Bacon – Honestly. I was asleep the entire time that the master was away. Really I was. When I woke up, the front room cushions exploded. I didn’t hear a thing! Exploded I tell you. Of course, I’m getting the blame. But really it wasn’t me. Signed Lab Shredder
Dear Lab Shredder – Darn those dust bunnies for striking again! I believe you my friend. I really do. Dust bunnies sound cute and look kind of cute but all alone they can be little vultures that wreak havoc all over the house blaming us anipals. Shakes and shivers from fear. They can’t be trusted at all. No way! I say you need to hunt them down one by one and take care of them. As far as you getting the blame for this. If it wasn’t on video and there is nothing concrete showing you did it, I say they have to let you walk my friend. No evidence means NOT GUILTY. Lowers my hammer in my court room and says dismissed.
Dear Bacon – It’s really not what it looks like. Me and my friend were playing leap frog. We see frogs do it all of the time and we thought we would try it. We turned on the camera and started. We posted this on Instagram and everyone went crazy saying that we were multi-flying. No honestly we weren’t. We were just playing a game. What do you think? Signed Doris and Rock
Dear Doris and Rock – Snorts with piggy laughter. Whatever you kids are calling it this day, sure. Just be safe my friends.
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Yawns – Hello my new friends of Bacon. Welcome back to my Paw Time with Houdini. A lot has happened in a week. I got my stitches out and my cone of shame has been removed. Well, part of that is right – barks. Mom and dad took me to the vet’s office to have my stitches out and guess what. Go ahead guess. Jumps around hopping with excitement. Can you guess? My stitches were already out! Did you guess that? Mom says it was because I was being too active and jumping and hopping and pouncing at everything. I’m not sure. I’m just glad the cone of shame is off. They also checked my mouth because I had four teeth extracted the same date as my procedure. Everything looked great and I don’t have to go back until the end of this year – YAY! Jumps around with joy.
Some people have asked how big I am. Personally, my inner dog thinks I’m as big as a St. Bernard and I weigh over 100 pounds. In fact, while we were at the vet’s office they weighed me again. They said their scales stated 6.2 pounds. I think they need to have their scales recalculated and I demanded to be reweighed again. No way I can be 6.2 pounds – I’m too fierce for that. Don’t believe me? Listen closely – ggrroowwll – were you scared?
This is a picture that Bacon took of me playing with mom’s hand. Mom has to be a freak with such a large hand because again I can’t be that small. See the fierceness in me? Mom calls me her little firecracker.
I’m leaving you today with a funny that I found during my ‘procedure’. Bacon has been teaching me how to blog and I hope you like my weekly edition. Have a great weekend my new found friends – barks out!
Dear Bacon,
Really, it’s not what it seems. Really. We’re just friends. It’s just a picture taken out of context. Really. Signed Just Friends
Dear Just Friends,
Really? You expect me and the world to believe that? I think you need to let it out and be proud my friends. We’re all adults here. I’m off now to find my mommy. She doesn’t even hold me that close.
Dear Bacon,
Momma said one more time and she was going to hang us all up on the line. Well, I guess we pushed it. Does your mom ever threaten this kind of pup abuse? Signed Hanging Low
Dear Hanging Low,
HA – mom hanging me up like that. That’s a funny thought and visual. I’m too heavy to hang up. But I have to admit that ya’ll are all cute as buttons like that in your little one pieces. I wouldn’t call that abuse. I would call that adorable overload!
Dear Bacon,
Sometimes the dogs in this establishment do have a purpose. For instance, when I want to look out the window. They are soft to sit on and view my kingdom outdoors. Do your purr things ever do this? Signed King of the Dog
Dear King of the Dog,
Nice. Well, I know who is top cat in your household. The purr things here at the Hotel Thompson know better than to mooch off of me like that. I’m not their personal pig step stool. Although sometimes that Hemi with his extra digits does like to push his limits at times.
Dear Bacon,
This ever happen to you? I was sitting here first minding my own business when my big brother decided he wanted my seat. He sat on me! Can you believe the nerve of that dog?! I’m going to tell mom! Signed Squishy
Dear Squishy,
Snort – Well it looks like he wants what he wants. I’m not sure if I would fight him for that seat. Is there another place that’s comfy you can go or is he just throwing his weight around? If so, call in the humans for mediation my friend. Stay safe!
Dear Bacon,
It’s all about hygiene. We gotta keep these teeth nice and clean… and sharp. Do you brush and floss? Signed Feline Brusher
Dear Feline Brusher,
Mom brushes my teeth for me. It was a little weird at first but now I’ve kind of gotten used to the idea. There’s a lot to maintain this look. We gotta do what we gotta do my friend. Life is too short!
I made a big HUGE mistake a couple of days ago.
I’ve spent the past days reflecting and trying to make it up to mommy. I can’t tell her I’m sorry enough. It was an accident and she does believe that. She knows that I would absolutely not hurt her or anyone else in any way. And we’ve talked about it and she told me there was nothing to forgive. It was an accident all the way and she couldn’t be mad at the cutest little piggy in the world. That’s how I can tell she wasn’t mad – she’s been calling me that since she adopted me 🙂 When she calls me that, everything is right in the world, you know?
You see last Friday morning started like any other. 
I got up and mom fixed me my Cheerios and piggy chow. After I ate, I jumped on the sofa and we snuggled together watching the morning news. And then it was time for her to get ready for the worky place. This is where uh-oh took place. 😦
Mom *always* gives me a couple of animal crackers before I go back to bed in my room for my morning nap. She hand fed me one while I was on the couch and everything was fine. The second one she hand fed me, I kind of sort of nipped her thumb.
I’m not sure who was more surprised, mom and me. I know it as soon as I did it. To her defense, she didn’t make a big fuss over it, she didn’t yell or get mad at me or anything. She patted my head with her other hand and said, “Let’s go to bed Bacon.” Of course, I being the obedient pig I am went down the hall and went to bed.
That’s when I heard it. Mom told dad she had an ouchie. I could hear them through my bedroom door talking in the bathroom. Mom thought I just nipped her on the front part of her nail on her right thumb. What she didn’t realize until 
she was in the bathroom with daddy was that I actually got her on the back of the thumb too. That was the big boo boo. Daddy said he couldn’t kiss it enough to make it better. I felt so bad! Daddy put a bandaid on her thumb and doctored mom up sending her off tot he worky place.
I know people don’t think we have teeth but we do. And where I’ve been losing my baby teeth and regrowing my new ones, they are sharp and edgy. Again, I didn’t mean to do it. And of course, mom didn’t mean to put her finger in my mouth. It just kind of happened and it was really quick.
Daddy doctored up mommy and she’s fine now. It is almost healed. A little tender still at times but nothing like it was when it happened. She had a sore hoove for a while but now it’s like it never happened. That’s a good thing, right?
Well I’m still a baby. That’s the good news. The bad news is I’m getting older and losing my baby teeth. 😦 Mom and dad have been finding little teeth on the floor. They are mine.
Mom did some research and called my piggy doctor. They said it was normal and that I will go through three sets of teeth between 18-22 months. I’m only 14 months so its hitting me a little early.
Mom mentioned something about a tooth fairy. What is that? I’m going to have to do some research on it. Mom kept my tooth for the tooth fairy. Why does he get it? Here’s a picture.
Have you lost any teeth?
Piglove 
