Santa Claus Is REAL!

Let me tell you a secret.  Mom had her iPhone unlocked and I was just looking at the pictures – yep that’s what I was doing – snorts looking a pictures.

I came across a person in her contacts that I couldn’t believe!  Mommy has the direct number to Santa Claus – thud piggy down.  So when the humans tell you that they know people that are important – it’s true.

I told Hemi and Houdini about this contact in mom’s iPhone.  They couldn’t believe it and thought it was a joke.  We called the number and put it on speaker phone.  OMP (oh my pig!).  All of our mouths fell open.  It really was Santa Claus.  We were all shocked.  Mommy really does know Santa.  We *have* to be good now.  What if she sends him pictures or calls him herself?

Just in case, I’m off to clean up my pig pen of a bedroom.  Hey, I gotta be on that good list this year.  I have a big stocking to fill!  And you still don’t believe?  Look what else I found on mom’s Facebook page – OMP!  Gotta run now.  My room needs cleaning 🙂

 

Christmas Decorations – tsk tsk Daddy Oh

  Oh boy.  That human daddy of mine just digs himself deeper and deeper this time of year.  Mommy asked him to take out some decorations for Christmas.  Maybe it’s just me but I don’t think the leg lamp is exactly what mommy had in mind.  He tried to fight for it saying that it was a classic and came from the movie, “A Christmas Story“.  He continued by saying that if it was good enough for Ralphie’s dad then it should be good enough for him.  Way to go daddy.  You need a shovel to dig yourself deeper into the hole?

I just bet you that all mom heard was blah, blah, blah and blah. She was patient and she was kind.  She let him make arguments over the said leg lamp.

I don’t know about you but that’s the way moms seem to be.  They get quiet and listen while you dig the hole bigger and bigger.  Just, you know, letting you stumble over yourself.  I watched and tried not to snort because I knew it was coming.  She said, “Listen Ralphie, if I dared you to stick your tongue to the frozen pole, would you do that too because everyone else was doing it?”  She’s good.  The leg lamp was put back in the attic.

But you see, daddy doesn’t learn that easily.  Mom told him to put up the tree while she went out shopping.  For some reason, I just don’t think that this is what mommy was talking about.

Needless to say, mom was out for about an hour.  I know she thought she was going to come home to a tree… just a tad bit bigger than this I’m guessing.

Let’s just say that daddy was batting two for two this weekend.  So, our tree and decorations really didn’t get worked on like I thought they were going to.  And the discussion about actually putting up a tree took place.  Tree or no tree.  Because someone – looking innocently – knocked over the tree last year.  That keeps coming up for some reason.  I don’t get it.  The tree got tired and thirsty so it took a nap.  That’s it.  Really.

 

 

Santa Claus For REAL!

Let me tell you a secret.  This weekend, mom had her iPhone unlocked and I was just looking at the pictures – yep that’s what I was doing – snorts looking a pictures.

I came across a person in her contacts that I couldn’t believe!  Mommy has the direct number to Santa Claus – thud piggy down.  So when the humans tell you that they know people that are important – it’s true.

I told Hemi and Houdini about this contact in mom’s iPhone.  They couldn’t believe it and thought it was a joke.  We called the number and put it on speaker phone.  OMP (oh my pig!).  All of our mouths fell open.  It really was Santa Claus.  We were all shocked.  Mommy really does know Santa.  We *have* to be good now.  What if she sends him pictures or calls him herself?

Just in case, I’m off to clean up my pig pen of a bedroom.  Hey, I gotta be on that good list this year.  I have a big stocking to fill!  And you still don’t believe?  Look what else I found on mom’s Facebook page – OMP!  Gotta run now.  My room needs cleaning 🙂

 

Silent Sunday

 

Santa Claus Is REAL!

Let me tell you a secret.  This weekend, mom had her iPhone unlocked and I was just looking at the pictures – yep that’s what I was doing – snorts looking a pictures.

I came across a person in her contacts that I couldn’t believe!  Mommy has the direct number to Santa Claus – thud piggy down.  So when the humans tell you that they know people that are important – it’s true.

I told Hemi, Mouse Girl and Houdini about this contact in mom’s iPhone.  They couldn’t believe it and thought it was a joke.  We called the number and put it on speaker phone.  OMP (oh my pig!).  All of our mouths fell open.  It really was Santa Claus.  We were all shocked.  Mommy really does know Santa.  We *have* to be good now.  What if she sends him pictures or calls him herself?

Just in case, I’m off to clean up my pig pen of a bedroom.  Hey, I gotta be on that good list this year.  I have a big stocking to fill!  And you still don’t believe?  Look what else I found on mom’s Facebook page – OMP!  Gotta run now.  My room needs cleaning 🙂

 

Oh My Piggy Heavens!

Oh my goodness.  Oh my goodness.  Oh my goodness!

You are so not going to believe this my friends.  I almost didn’t!  Last night, mommy came home from the worky place and told all of us something that was out of this world!  I mean OUT OF THIS WORLD!

Guess – go ahead guess – who she got to talk to yesterday on the phone.  I bet you can’t guess.  Heck, I *know* you can’t.  We were shocked.  We were surprised.  Heck, we all wanted to talk to them too.

Who was it??  It was my pals Wallace and Samuel from South Africa. Can you believe that?  My mom talked to their mom on the phone person to person.  They got to hear each other’s accents and everything.  We were all like, “That’s not fair – what about us?”  We wanna talk to them too.

It was crazy!  It was like around 9:30AM here our time and after 4:00PM South Africa time.  It was a blast.  Mom explained this won’t be the last time we talk so we told her next time – we wanna talk too!

 

Santa Claus For REAL!

Let me tell you a secret.  This weekend, mom had her iPhone unlocked and I was just looking at the pictures – yep that’s what I was doing – snorts looking a pictures.

I came across a person in her contacts that I couldn’t believe!  Mommy has the direct number to Santa Claus – thud piggy down.  So when the humans tell you that they know people that are important – it’s true.

I told Hemi, Mouse Girl and Houdini about this contact in mom’s iPhone.  They couldn’t believe it and thought it was a joke.  We called the number and put it on speaker phone.  OMP (oh my pig!).  All of our mouths fell open.  It really was Santa Claus.  We were all shocked.  Mommy really does know Santa.  We *have* to be good now.  What if she sends him pictures or calls him herself?

Just in case, I’m off to clean up my pig pen of a bedroom.  Hey, I gotta be on that good list this year.  I have a big stocking to fill!  And you still don’t believe?  Look what else I found on mom’s Facebook page – OMP!  Gotta run now.  My room needs cleaning 🙂

 

Christmas Decorations and Santa Claus

  Oh boy.  That human daddy of mine just digs himself deeper and deeper this time of year.  Mommy asked him to take out some decorations for Christmas.  Maybe it’s just me but I don’t think the leg lamp is exactly what mommy had in mind.  He tried to fight for it saying that it was a classic and came from the movie, “A Christmas Story“.  He continued by saying that if it was good enough for Ralphie’s dad then it should be good enough for him.  Way to go daddy.  You need a shovel to dig yourself deeper into the hole?

I just bet you that all mom heard was blah, blah, blah and blah. She was patient and she was kind.  She let him make arguments over the said leg lamp.

I don’t know about you but that’s the way moms seem to be.  They get quiet and listen while you dig the hole bigger and bigger.  Just, you know, letting you stumble over yourself.  I watched and tried not to snort because I knew it was coming.  She said, “Listen Ralphie, if I dared you to stick your tongue to the frozen pole, would you do that too because everyone else was doing it?”  She’s good.  The leg lamp was put back in the attic.

But you see, daddy doesn’t learn that easily.  Mom told him to put up the tree while she went out shopping.  For some reason, I just don’t think that this is what mommy was talking about.

Needless to say, mom was out for about an hour.  I know she thought she was going to come home to a tree… just a tad bit bigger than this I’m guessing.

Let’s just say that daddy was batting two for two this weekend.  So, our tree and decorations really didn’t get worked on like I thought they were going to.  And the discussion about actually putting up a tree took place.  Tree or no tree.  Because someone – looking innocently – knocked over the tree last year.  That keeps coming up for some reason.  I don’t get it.  The tree got tired and thirsty so it took a nap.  That’s it.  Really.

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Let me tell you a secret though.  This weekend, mom had her iPhone unlocked and I was just looking at the pictures – yep that’s what I was doing – snorts looking a pictures.

I came across a person in her contacts that I couldn’t believe!  Mommy has the direct number to Santa Claus – thud piggy down.  So when the humans tell you that they know people that are important – it’s true.

I told Hemi and Mouse Girl about this contact in mom’s iPhone.  They couldn’t believe it and thought it was a joke.  We called the number and put it on speaker phone.  OMP (oh my pig!).  All of our mouths fell open.  It really was Santa Claus.  We were all shocked.  Mommy really does know Santa.  We *have* to be good now.  What if she sends him pictures or calls him herself?

Just in case, I’m off to clean up my pig pen of a bedroom.  Hey, I gotta be on that good list this year.  I have a big stocking to fill!

 

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My Typical Day at Hotel Thompson, Part II

Continuation about my life at Hotel Thompson. I hope you are enjoying this so far!

• 5:30PM – HAPPY TIME! I can hear mom’s Smart car pull up in the driveway and I come running into the front room to greet her at the door. Before she even puts down her purse, she bends over and scratches my head. I talk to her all chatty and follow her around the house like a puppy. Daddy is always telling us that Mary had a little lamb but mommy has a piggy! I’m so excited that my mommy is home. I rub up against her legs and lick her ankles. I wait patiently for her outside of her bedroom door while she changes into fun clothes. Then we go into the kitchen together where she starts dinner and puts my plate together. I always have piggy chow and a salad. After I eat, I come back into the kitchen to be mom’s piggy sous chef. This is my favorite time of the day! Whatever mom is fixing for her and daddy to eat, she always gives me a taste. Hey, someone has to be the official taster at the Hotel Thompson. I have her trained now that I can open my mouth and she will pop some delectable in there for me to try.
• 6:00-6:15PM – I go to my room for meditation. I do the downward pig position and chant to get in touch with my spiritual side and distress. You ask yourself what a pig has to be stressed out about. See, nothing because I distress every day. During my meditation time, mom and dad eat their dinner together.
• 7:00PM – After I get done with my mediation, I come out and help supervise mom washing the dishes and putting things away. I sit on the kitchen floor and watch her. Sometimes, I go in and out of her legs swishing against her ankles while she washes the dishes. I’ve seen the purr things do that and I thought it was funny. I’ve been doing here and there because it seems to please mommy. When she gets done cleaning the kitchen, she cuts me up a banana or an apple for my bedtime snack. Isn’t she the best?
• 8:00PM – After I eat my snack, I jump on the couch to sit with my mommy. Sometimes, she brushes me or she gives me a piggy massage all over my back. I love these! Other times, she rubs my belly while I watch television with her. She will usually check her mail, messages and Facebook page while we watch television together. Daddy usually plays Angry Birds on his iPad. Sometimes I can sneak dad’s iPad away and blog. Other times, I have to wait until I go to bed to get on my laptop in bedroom. I don’t know about you but I love to blog while I’m watching my television lying in my bed. It’s so comfy!
• 9:00-9:30PM – This is what time I usually go to bed. Mom tells me it’s time to go get ready for bedtime and she also gets ready for bed. She then meets me in my room. She picks up my toys and puts them in the toy box. Sometimes I help her. She puts my bed together and we sit on the floor. She tells me a story from one of my story books or she sings to me. Sometimes we even watch a short cartoon from my Netflix account. It just depends on how tired I am. Mom also hides food around my room. This is so much fun! She lets me go around the room rooting for snacks in the middle of the night if I can’t sleep. See, even when she is sleeping she is thinking about me. You gotta love that woman for that! I have the bestest mommy.

This ends the day and repeats all over the next day. The weekends may change up a little because mom and dad have to run errands but it’s basically the same. On the weekends, I also try to help mom clean up the house and do laundry. I’m great at folding clothes, especially when they come straight out of the dryer.

There you go – a life in the day of Bacon. All you ever wanted to know about me, the miniature pot bellied pig at the Hotel Thompson.

Hogs and Kisses – love you

Bacon