Dear Bacon

Dear Bacon –  No.  That’s right No.  Our doorbell rung in the middle of the day.  We weren’t expecting anyone so mom looked out the peep hole.  She didn’t see anyone.  We all sat back down and again the doorbell rung once again.  Mom went to the door, looked out the peep hole and nothing.  So she opened the door… of course keeping the security chain on the door.  Then mom squealed – I’m sure she squealed louder than you.  This is what she saw.  What in the world?  He wanted to borrow a cup of chicken – as if.  Mom told him that she wasn’t the local Kroger and to take a hike.  Have you ever had guests like this wanting to borrow food?  Signed Uninvited Guests

Dear Uninvited Guests – Oh dear piggy heavens have mercy!  Now we all believe in neighborly hospitality here at the Hotel Thompson.  Journalist Rocky the Squirrel often knocks on our back door asking for a cup of nuts.  And once, the neighbor asked to borrow a cup of milk.  But *never* have we had such a guest wanting a cup of chicken.  Did your friend leave?  I mean who you goin’ to call in this circumstance?  Be safe my friend – and keep that door LOCKED.

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 Dear Bacon – I scored BIG time for Christmas.  I asked Jolly St. Nick for a cool pair of bunny slippers.  And let me tell you something, he delivered!!  I am jumping all over my crib in bun-bun delight.  Aren’t they the cutest things you have ever seen my friend?  Signed Bunny Times Two

Dear Bunny Times Two – You are *almost* right my sweet dear friend.  Those slippers are *almost* as cute as you.  I think you are pretty darn cute to begin with and YOU make those slippers even cuter.  Wear them with pride and stay warm my little friend!

 

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 Dear Bacon – I’m sorry.  I couldn’t wait and had to go.  And I hear my mom tell my dad all of the time, “Better out than in.”  I think this is what she was meaning.  I’m sorry.  But what better way says I’m sorry than to leave my poo in a heart shape, right?  Surely mom wouldn’t be upset over that on your new rug… you know of course add in my pleading don’t-be-made look.  What do you think?  Signed You Gotta Go – You Gotta Go

Dear You Gotta Go – Well dear, my mom says there is no way she would be mad if I made that mistake and left something in a heart shape.  Like you said, sometimes crap happens.  Keep being cute and give mom extra snuggles today – she will forgive you.

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 Dear Bacon – You see, we got new neighbors over the weekend.  We heard that she’s a cute little poodle.  We were just trying to take a peak and see.  That’s when our master caught us.  Can you say busted?  Signed Caught in the Act

Dear Caught in the Act – One question my friends.  Did you see her?  Was it worth it?  Why have you not gone over with some biscuits and welcomed her to the hood.  I think that would be a grand gesture from the both of you.  You know, meet her first before anyone else does.  Let me know how it works.

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 Dear Bacon –  No one and I mean no one will ever be this cool.  How cool?  Me a mere lizard standing on some good stuff in a posture that just screams, “I’m the lacertilia!”  Ha!  Now, I need to pour me another and get this party started!  Signed Fred

Dear Fred – Well I must say you do know how to party my friend.  And well I have to admit.  I did have to look up the word lacertilia to see what it meant – snorts with piggy laughter.  You are one of few words.  Loved it my friend.  Now remember something important.  Don’t drink and drive.  Stay home to party and keep it at home.  Have a great time and oh – don’t forget my invitation.  But I’ll take some koolaid on ice – no alcohol in mine okay.

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REMEMBER my friends.  Dear Bacon can’t happen without YOU.  Please remember to keep sending me your letters and pictures via my email.

 

Paw Time with Houdini

 Welcome my friends to another week with Paw Time with Houdini.  Last weekend, Nana got a new puppy named Dingo.  He’s a shepherd mix.  Very cool to have a bigger uncle.  I say bigger because this guy is bigger than my brother Bacon.  Can you believe that?  Well, he’s taller and has LONG legs like a giraffe.  Okay, maybe not as long as a giraffe but they are super LONG.

 Mommy took me up to see Dingo in a meet/greet session.  You know so we could get used to being around each other.  This picture to the right is of Dingo when mommy came in to Nana’s house.  Mom says he had kind of a “what the heck is that thing in your arms” kind of look.  She wanted to make sure Dingo knew I was a friend and not a two piece snack.

So mommy sat down with me in her arms and we all had a conversation together.  Mommy introduced us to each other and told Dingo we were all family.  We don’t hurt family.  Mommy then explained that I come up from my house every once in a while to spend time with Nana.  And although Dingo had the job of keeping Nana company and protecting her now, I still have a job too.  We all have to do our parts.  Mommy then let us say hello and sniff at each other for a bit while I still sat in her arms.

 Then she put me down and of course I jumped over to the other couch where dad was sitting.  Dingo came up to me and I said a few words to him to let him know I was welcoming him to the family.  I also told him that I had plenty of toys up here at Nana’s and he was welcomed to play with any of them.  I also told him that we had a big back yard down at the Hotel Thompson and he could come down and play with me from time to time too.  And, that we could go on walkies around the neighborhood together.  He couldn’t fit into my stroller but he could walk beside me and protect from other dogs – that was part of his job now.  I think he understood everything I was telling him.  Especially about the part of taking care of Nana.

 Then he told me that he would take care of things up here at Nana’s and that I didn’t have to worry about that.  He also told me that he would protect me because he said I would look like shark bait walking the streets by myself.  We exchanged cell numbers and told each other we would Facetime each other to keep each other posted on what was going on with each side of the neighborhood.

I have to say that I think he’s a pretty cool guy.  He still has a lot of puppy in him he said – he’s only 4 months – so that makes me the oldest by 6 months.  I think we will both have a long time of growing up together and playing.

I told him I would be up on Tuesday.  That was our scheduled spa day and he would absolutely love spa day.  We get the works then when the groomer comes out and makes us all pretty for our humans.  Humans love that.

Well my friends, I hope you had a great time visiting with me this week.  Until next time, have an awesome weekend!

 

Welcome to MY House

This also applies to this little oinker. What do you think? Your house too?  Snorts