Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
Ssshhh – be very, very quiet. There is something at the front door. I can hear it. OMP! Houdini – someone is at the front door!
Houdini – I told you not to watch the movie the Shining tonight in the rain! It is not Jack. It is Hemi! Oh crap. Under the cover Houdini – someone is coming in…. ssshhh.
We could hear the front door open… at least we didn’t hear the rain anymore – thank you Mother Nature. Who the heck is coming into our Hotel Thompson and where is that cat – he’s suppose to be protecting us. Wait a minute Houdini. You smell that?
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
A creaky door? You know that kind that you hear sometimes in a scary movie – gulps. The long eerie squeak that you just know something is going to happen. Where did it come from? I oinked. Houdini came into the living room. Good, he heard it too. We both jump on the sofa together. Where is that noise coming from and where the heck is that flea bag of a evil purr thing that lives here?
It has to be that stupid purr thing making that noise. No Houdini, it doesn’t sound like the opening of the lid of a coffin. Where do you come up with these things? It’s Hemi.
There it goes again…. sreecchh. We both looked at the same time. It’s at the front door. Whatever it is, we can hear it now clawing to get in at the front door through the storm door. Gulps. We both tunneled under the blanket peaking out at one end. How is Hemi doing this?
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
The rain continues. With a full moon. One of these days Mother Nature, you are going to want something from us. Nana called to check on us – left a lovely message on the voice mail. We are just fine. Mom/Dad fed us this morning and we are big kids now. But the storm – the storm needs to stop.
The lightning is loud too. It rumbles the Hotel Thompson. About an hour ago, the electricity started flickering on/off. And it got really dark outside. Oh sure – go ahead kick us while we are down. Do you know how hard it is for three anipals not to get into trouble with nothing to do in the house? Nothing to keep us occupied by the sounds of thunder and occasional patches of light from the lightning. And you know what else happens in the dark?
You hear every.single.noise.
Hemi is suppose to be the elite one light on his feet. Hogwash! Seriously, that cat sounds like a freaking elephant walking up and down the hallway. And every little floorboard that can creaked, has creaked this afternoon. I mean like weird creak. Even the frogs aren’t singing outside tonight. Even Houdini was in the kitchen a while ago but with the lightning it looked like his shadow was ten feet tall! It about gave me a heart attack! And believe me, it scared Hemi too. He jumped in the air and twisted around flying back down to the bedroom. He won’t admit it. But he was scared – I’m sure it took one of his nine lives. And hey I’m pig enough to admit it – it scared me. I almost tinkled on myself.
What was that noise? It sounded like a squeak… like a door of some sort. Gulps. What the cream cheese?
Welcome my friends to October – we all know what that means. It’s time for Bacon’s Spooktoberfest! A month full of things that go bump in the middle of the night. The strange noises that vibrate through the house. The kind of eerie creepiness that settles in that you just want to run to your room and hide under your bed… Shivers. I almost scared myself. So friends stay tuned to my blog for excitement. This year, we are doing things a little different. We are writing a continuous story for 31 days of Bacon’s Spooktoberfest. So if you miss a day, you can catch up. Have a fun and scary month sweet friends.
And don’t worry, you can always hold my hoof.
That’s just totally awesome. Fabulous. Freaking yay. Mom/dad leaves this morning and what happens. Of course – it storms and rains. What the piggy heavens? Why? Why Karma would you do this to us? The first time us anipals are completely on our own and you decide to let the sky fall out with wet stuff? I hate you.
I really hate you. Mother Nature you are a mean person.
If the televisions and internet go out – we blame you. All totally you. Just sayin’ Give us anipals an olive branch and give us this one weekend please. One nice weekend – no rain. Because if you make it rain, nana will be late with food. And we just can’t have that now can we? That would be the most scariest thing in the world!
Daddy is the best. Yesterday morning, he was craving what he kept referring to as pancakes. Mom ventured into the kitchen to make magic. You know I followed. Mom was humming and beating things together in a pan. I’m not sure if the humming was on the recipe but it amused me. Once she got together what she called ‘batter’, she started putting it in a pan. Oh thud – the smell that was in the kitchen was out of this world. I kept bugging her for some to taste. I would go up behind her and nudge the bottom of her foot with my snout. She kept laughing and said I had to wait. Wait? You’re telling a pig to wait? That’s like telling Mother Nature not to change the seasons – it’s going to happen.
I saw dad’s plate that she was fixing. Oh my – there was these clouds of wonder stacking to the sky. I kept sniffing the air. I wanted some so bad. Mom fixed her plate and then she fixed mine. See how creative she got with a little smiley face for me on my Sesame Street plate. I thought I was going to explode if she didn’t give it to me soon!
She finally put it on my feed blanket. Stars almighty! I went for the so called ‘pancake’ first. It was fluffy. It was buttery. It was light. And, it was delicious! I managed to get a couple of more from mom and dad before they started eating. Dad called mom a Domestic Kitchen Goddess…. I already knew she was. He suggested that we have pancakes for Sunday brunch every week. I seconded that idea!
Who else thought this week would never end? I for one didn’t think it would. Mommy has been dragging all week saying she was tired. I can’t have that. I need mommy fully rested so she can have snuggle time with me. Is that so wrong? 🙂
August is here and hopefully all of this heat will be coming to an end soon. Mommy says if we can make it through August, then it’s down hill from there. I hope so because this little oinker is not very fond of the heat. Once it goes away, I may try to venture outside again. Right now – eeww – it’s too hot for anything but staying inside near the air conditioning.
Do you have any great plans this weekend? Mine is to help mommy clean house tomorrow and then hopefully we can have our snuggle time. I hope cleaning goes fast! She’s giving us all our honey do lists. I got my room again and laundry. That means I have to pull all of my dirty ‘stuff’ to the laundry room. I would complain but the rent is free here 🙂 Plus, I get perks… who doesn’t like perks, right?
Everyone have a great weekend and do something fun. XOXO – Bacon
Sometimes it’s hard to get out for a quick dinner especially when one is saving money. But this night, mom/dad found the perfect place. It was the Sam’s Warehouse – snorts with piggy laughter. Daddy went in and asked for a table for two – rolls piggy eyes. He’s the romantic isn’t he?
Well mom enjoyed her fine dining experience. They got hot dogs with the works. By the works I mean sauerkraut, onions and mustard. Dad also went the extra mile with a bag of chips. Now you are probably asking yourself was this really awesome? Nods head. Mom said YES. For a whopping $5.00 – they had dinner for two. Big spenders huh?
Now I know exactly how to hide my bananas here at the Hotel Thompson. Disguise them as cucumbers! Daddy won’t touch cucumbers. He’s the culprit.
Mommy buys *me* bananas but when I turn my back, daddy is eating them. And you know what, he won’t share like mommy. I don’t get it. He has everything else in the house in the big ice box to eat. Can he please leave my bananas alone? Please?
Mommy calls me her monkey boy sometimes because I love bananas so much. Can you do me a favor friends, can you tell my daddy that these are really made for this little oinker and not the human daddy? Please – can you help a pig out?
Barks! Sometimes one has to shoot for the moon – shoot for the stars – or in my case shoot the hoop. I went off with mom and some of her friends were playing b-ball. They asked me if I wanted to play. How could I refuse? Especially when the guys help me out with my dunks. It was an awesome time for sure. I loved chasing the ball.
It was just kind of hard for me to dribble but hey they understood. Have you ever gotten your paw on the hoop or backboard? Now that is some fun for sure. I highly recommend it!
I’ve told you before my friends. My mom and dad have lost it. Totally. This past weekend was one of “those” adventures – snorts. They were looking for some adventure and wanted to try a place they had never been to before. So they took off in Albert, mom’s little Smart car, and hit the highway. Almost sounds like a song huh – snorts.
They ended up at this place called Mellow Mushroom – it’s a pizza joint which was right up dad’s alley. He ❤ pizza. Mom was somewhat reluctant. First off because they sat right beside exhibit A to the left. Pardon me while I say this but does that ‘mushroom’ look psychedelic? It was kind of disturbing in a weird sense of direction. Mom couldn’t take her eyes off of it. There was just something about it that was just plain weird.
That’s when mom got up to take a closer look at the psychedelic mushroom.
It’s not all its cracked up to be – double snorts. You get it – cracked up. It really is around the head area. What kind of restaurant is this place? Mom shook her head, snapped a couple of pictures and sat down preparing herself for a psychedelic adventure.
P.S. If you are ever out and about and see some crazy lady taking pictures at a restaurant, just call her mom. That will probably be my crazy mom – she takes pictures of *everything* as you will soon see in this post.
Shakes piggy head. At least it’s not all about me now.
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Mom has been on this DIEt thing lately. It’s going okay. As she says, it’s all about choices. So today she choose a Greek salad to start her meal.
Exhibit B to the left here. She says if she starts with a good salad, it fills her so she doesn’t eat too much of a bad thing.
Which is good – I guess if you are living a DIEt kind of life. Mom did say that this salad was delicious! It had everything she loves – lettuce, mushrooms (which didn’t look scary like exhibit A), olives, peppers and feta cheese.
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Dad on the other hoof, went with a cheese covered pretzel. See exhibit C here to the right. Not only was it delicious and cheesy, they served it with a beer cheese dipping sauce. It must have been great because daddy licked the cheese sauce dry and there were no crumbs left from the pretzel.
Which is good because mommy kept watching him waiting for something to drop. So much for eating a nice decent sensible salad huh?
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Now came the main course. Mom and dad can never agree upon toppings for their pizza. There solution is to always get a pie 1/2 and 1/2. That way mom can have what she wants and dad can have what he wants. May I present to you exhibit D to the left. Drum roll – tongue hanging out – deliciousness.
Mom got the top side. She ❤ white pizza with cheese, garlic and tomatoes – what’s not to love right?
Dad on the other hoof got the bottom side. He gets the works… something this little piggy can’t discuss and think about. But it looks good. Of course a lot of pizza made it’s way home for lunch the next day.
You have to admit though, mom had hesitation at first with seeing the psychedelic mushroom – or maybe it was because of the psychedelic mushroom – the food was delicious!
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.
ou know that kind that you hear sometimes in a scary movie – gulps. The long eerie squeak that you just know something is going to happen. Where did it come from? I oinked. Houdini came into the living room. Good, he heard it too. We both jump on the sofa together. Where is that noise coming from and where the heck is that flea bag of a evil purr thing that lives here?
Mom has been on this DIEt thing lately. It’s going okay. As she says, it’s all about choices. So today she choose a Greek salad to start her meal.
Dad on the other hoof, went with a cheese covered pretzel. See exhibit C here to the right. Not only was it delicious and cheesy, they served it with a beer cheese dipping sauce. It must have been great because daddy licked the cheese sauce dry and there were no crumbs left from the pretzel.
e the main course. Mom and dad can never agree upon toppings for their pizza. There solution is to always get a pie 1/2 and 1/2. That way mom can have what she wants and dad can have what he wants. May I present to you exhibit D to the left. Drum roll – tongue hanging out – deliciousness.
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