Right before mom had surgery, Bashful left the Hotel Thompson again for parts unknown in the world. Where did he go? Well he said this time that he wanted to go somewhere special and he picked the place. Our friend Sharon recently loss her husband Bill. I had mom reach out to Sharon to see if she needed some company because Bashful wanted to come see her to comfort her during this time. Sharon said YES. So we boxed up Bashful and sent him to Florida for a visit with some cute kitties Raz and Allie and their mom Sharon. You may know them as friendsfurevercatblog.
Bashful arrived shortly after mom’s surgery on 11/12/2017.
On 11/21/2017, it seemed Bashful was busy feeding his mouth. Geez, I hope he doesn’t gain weight.
And don’t worry, On 12/13/2017, Bashful seems to be having a great time helping to decorate for Christmas. And Sharon says he is on his best behavior… which is hard to believe.
If you get a chance my friends, be sure to check Bashful out in Florida ❤ And thank you to Sharon for hosting my little tyke.
Happy Thanksgiving to the best friends we could ever have!
I hope your day is full of love, family and hugs. And let’s not forget food. All kinds of food! I found another funny for today. I hope it makes you chuckle just a bit.
I also wanted to take this minute to express what I’m thankful for. I’m thankful for my friends here in blogville. I’m thankful for my family. I’m thankful for a roof over my head and a soft bed to sleep in at night. I’m thankful for the food provided for me every day. I’m thankful for the love all the way.
I’m thankful for the shoulders I have to lean on and the laps I have to snuggle on. I’m thankful to my birth mother who gave me to my adopted mother.
❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
And when I count my blessings, I count all of you twice!
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
Something went seriously wrong at the Hotel Thompson. Mommy asked daddy to dress the bird and prep it for cooking. I’m not so sure this is what mommy meant for daddy to do. Although it does look more interesting. I have to admit that.
Or does this ‘dressing’ the bird equate to playing with your food? Mommy always fusses at me when I play with my food. hhmm – interesting how grown up humans get away with these things.
So much for ‘dressing’ the bird. He’s kind of too cute to eat now.
Watch out turkeys – it’s that time of the year. You could be the one this man is looking for to invite for Thanksgiving dinner… in a bad way. It’s time to play hide and seek. PLOL (Pig Laughing out Loud).
I know Fridays. I live for them every week. Fridays mean that mommy will be home for the next couple of days. Fridays mean I get to stay up late and watch television with mom and dad. Fridays sometimes even mean popcorn while watching b-rated movies on the Sy-Fy channel.
But, I’ve never heard of this Black Friday. It has to be bad. I say this for a couple of reasons. First, when mommy told daddy he would have to “survive” this day, daddy stopped laughing. Heck, for a minute I thought he was going to cry. He kept saying, “But, but, but”. Mommy didn’t listen to him. Second of all, you know something is bad when mommy laughs like the wicked witch from the east. Ooh shivers just hearing that in my head.
So this Black Friday thing, what can it be? Is it dark as black outside all day and it’s a Friday this Black Friday? Is it a plague or disease? Did someone not pay the light bill? Is it the end of days? Should I start stock piling my piggy chow in my bedroom? I’ll admit that this little piggy was scared.
I did what I do best. I squealed, ran to my bedroom and slammed my door. I then immediately started doing some research on my laptop.
ODP (oh dear piggies). It’s worse than what I thought! Did you know that the day after Thanksgiving in the USA, they call it Black Friday? Here’s the scary part. People get up voluntarily at 0400 hours to camp outside of stores to go shopping!. Thud – piggy down! 0400 hours is like way before even Old McDonald gets up at the farm. It’s before the birds start chirping. It’s before they even make the doughnuts at the Krispy Kreme. Heck, it’s before *I* even stir in my toddler bed. That’s early!
Mommy is going to make daddy go shopping with her on Black Friday at 0400 hours. Two words mom. How uncivilized. I can’t believe mom is going to get up before the break of dawn. But friends, don’t feel too sorry for daddy. I saw him the garage laughing and getting “ready” for Black Friday. He was pulling out his old pads from his football days. I think I even saw him with a hockey stick and a helmet. Oohh mommy – who is punishing who now? Snorts.