My human mommy – she kills me! This is too funny. This is a TRUE story that really happened to my mommy at the worky place. She came home and told me and daddy about it last night. When I tell you that we were all rolling around laughing – OMP (oh my pig!) It was too rich and too funny. Only *my* mommy could do something so hilarious.
You see every day when mommy goes to the worky place 80% of her work is typing, typing and more typing. She types over 100 words per minute. (I can type 25 hooves per minute – you can tell where I get it from – snorts). The other 20% of her job is calculating monthly STATs, price/weight conversions and financial matters.
Yesterday she was typing an evaluation and the sentence was suppose to read as follows:
The perpetrator observed the clock.
She finished typing up the paper and turned it in to the designated person. That’s when they caught it and started snorting at work. Mommy forgot the L in CLOCK.
Snorts. Trust me, the men mommy work with will NOT let her forget this. Just goes to show you – no ones perfect by any means.
Bedtime at the Hotel Thompson is really a good time for me. You’re probably thinking, “What is that pig talking about now?” You see, I’m a kid at heart but when it comes to bedtime mommy makes it fun. Therefore, I don’t mind going to bed. Does that make sense now to you? No? Okay, here’s the scoop.
When mommy tells me it’s bedtime and to go get ready for bed, I usually jump off of the sofa where I’ve been sitting with her and stumble down the hall to my bedroom. I do my business on my wizzy pad, yawn a couple of times and jump in bed. Then mom comes in, tucks me in and reads me a story until I fall asleep. See picture to the left – that’s me all smiling from my bedtime story. And yes, that’s my favorite king size Egyptian cotton sheet. I ❤ that sheet!
Then after I’m asleep, sometimes mom goes into the connecting room to my bedroom. She turns on her little pink light and keeps the door open so she can see me. And yes I said pink light – snorts. She likes the ‘lightness’ of the lamp and you know the full light would wake this little oinker. Then she starts her writing. Now, when she does this you would think that it would wake me up but it doesn’t. It’s kind of like when humans fall asleep with the fan on in their bedroom. It’s what they call ‘white noise’ and helps you sleep. And if mom is working up a storm, the tap-tap-tap of the keyboard is like this ‘white noise’ to me. It kind of comforts me. For you to experience it this ‘white noise’, I had mom record it for you. Tell me what you think. Is it comforting to you?
My human mommy – she kills me! This is too funny. This is a TRUE story that really happened to my mommy at the worky place. She came home and told me and daddy about it last night. When I tell you that we were all rolling around laughing – OMP (oh my pig!) It was too rich and too funny. Only *my* mommy could do something so hilarious.
You see every day when mommy goes to the worky place 80% of her work is typing, typing and more typing. She types over 100 words per minute. (I can type 25 hooves per minute – you can tell where I get it from – snorts). The other 20% of her job is calculating monthly STATs, price/weight conversions and financial matters.
Yesterday she was typing an evaluation and the sentence was suppose to read as follows:
The perpetrator observed the clock.
She finished typing up the paper and turned it in to the designated person. That’s when they caught it and started snorting at work. Mommy forgot the L in CLOCK.
Snorts. Trust me, the men mommy work with will NOT let her forget this. Just goes to show you – no ones perfect by any means.
Miniature pot bellied pig and friends - Bacon, Houdini, Hemi and all of the Rock Clan with Journalist Rocky the Squirrel all out looking for adventures from the Hotel Thompson.
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