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 weird box is making noises. None of us anipals will go anywhere close to it. Mom/dad brought it back with them yesterday and took it to their bedroom. And they weren’t gone as long as what we thought they would be. Something really weird is going on here at the Hotel Thompson. There’s lot of whispers. Lot’s of secrets between mom/dad for some reason. We don’t get it. Help us our friends to figure this out. This could be the spookiest Halloween month ever.
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.
Mom/dad got up early this morning and left the Hotel Thompson holding a box. They’ve had this makeshift looking box with them every since they got home. I don’t know what’s in it but it must be liquid gold. They said they would be back shortly. Translation – they are going shopping and then eating and then whenever they land, they land. Snorts with piggy laughter.
Uh-oh. I hear ringing. Shakes my piggy head. Mom/dad must be out of their minds. Check out our new telephone here.
What does it mean it knows who I am? Gulps. Help me.
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.
I’m telling you friends, mom/dad came home late last night. We were all so glad here at the Hotel Thompson. It hasn’t rained here in so long. Everything has just been so fine. The moment mom/dad goes away, of course it has to pour. Of course the electricity has to go out. Of course someone would send us anonymous outrageous texts. Of course. Seriously who have I pissed off? Who have any of us pissed off?
And mom/dad came home, but something is weird with them. They are awfully secretive. Shaking my head. Things are off kilter here at the Hotel Thompson.
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.
Okay not funny. Whoever is doing this, needs stop now.
The rain started again last night around midnight. That’s right. Straight from the hells of hot Summer and let’s jump into the rainy nights of winter. Fall where are you? Mother Nature – what drugs are you taking?
We were all in the living room together. Finally the electricity had come back on and we were watching Jeff Dunham on the comedy channel. How could one possibly be scared of a man talking to himself with his hand up a dummies butt? Right?
And then all of our phones went off that we received text messages – all at the same time anonymous of course – with this lovely picture. We all looked at the basement door like yeah right and ran to my bedroom. That’s where camped out the rest of the night. This staying by ourselves is crap. Yep I said it. Crap! And Hemi was with us and his fur was standing up on edge. It can’t be him, can it?
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!
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.
Barks – wiggles butt and looks cute. YAY! I’m a big boy now. I get to stay by myself with the guys while mom/dad are away this weekend. How cool is that? I am a big boy now. And Bacon is going to give me his room – that is way cool to be in bro’s room and bed. It has everything in there! I can survive three days without mom. The guys say I can’t, but I can. Surely I can. I’ll watch the Anipal Planet and have fun. I might even get a chance to play on the internet some. Opps wait a minute…. I just got a text. It looks like it’s from Nana.
Um.. no. Nana wouldn’t send that but she’s in the video. No way! Who did this?? Hemi – it has to be Hemi. Just why in the doggy heavens would he do that? I am so going to tell…. no I’m not. That little furball will get his. Just wait. I’ll get him back. Trying to scare me!
Welcome my friends to October 1, 2018 – 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.
Meows – This being left alone for the entire weekend could be a blast! Bacon and Houdini can have their spaces. I want the big bed in mom/dad’s room. That is like the happening place here in the Hotel Thompson. I can watch my Investigative Discovery television channel and bring on all of my kibbles in there. Nana can wait on my paws when she comes to feed us. I may even purr at her once/twice just so she thinks I care… even though I don’t – evil purrs. It’s what I do. Wait a minute, I just got a text with a video. Who would be sending me a video? The number says unknown. That’s weird.
Shivers to meow mercy! Who in the heck would send me something like this?! It has to be that pig. Yep, nods head. It has to be Bacon trying to get my fur to stand up. It just has to be him wanting to see me get frightened. As if. This cat doesn’t do scared. I’ll show that pig. I’m not going to say a word.
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.
Okay not funny. Whoever is doing this, needs stop now.
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?
Piglove 