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Vacation from Vacation

Bongo on the floorI finally made it back home, but now I need to take a vacation from my vacation at the dog hotel.

I’ve got to catch up on my Zzzz’s before I can write another post.

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In the meantime I’m only allowing pictures to be taken of my good side.

Bongo's profile

I’ve got a big zit on my nose.

It’s so embarrassing!

 
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Posted by on July 30, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Cat Blogging

Gizmo lying on his backIt’s been really quiet lately.

No Bongo around.

Peaceful, but kind of boring.

Scratchy and Gizmo together on the futon

Hey Scratchy, check this out.

Bongo’s blog.

There aren’t any posts on it.

We can do whatever we want and he won’t notice.

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Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Dddddopp,pppk;k;lll;kl;k;;;;ddddddddddddddddddd

Wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwllllllllllllllllllllllllmmmmmmmmmm

Gizmo lying in front of the door

I think I’d better hang out by the door now.

I need some advance notice when Bongo comes back.

 
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Posted by on July 25, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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On Vacation

Bongo's profile

I’m on vacation – hanging out at the dog hotel for a few days.

They don’t allow dogs to have WIFI here.

I’m going to have to get my person to find me a place that has all the amenities (whatever those are).

See you soon.

 
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Posted by on July 21, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Where’s the Rescue?

Cigoli [Public domain], via Wikimedia CommonsI’ve been waiting all week to find out what happened to Stephen after he was arrested.

The angels rescued him, right?

What do you mean, I have to listen to find out?

They did rescue him, didn’t they?

Okay, I’m listening.

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Last week Stephen was seized and brought before the Sanhedrin and false witnesses were brought against him.

The high priest asked Stephen if these charges were true and Stephen gave them a speech, sharing Israel’s history and how it pointed to Jesus.

Then Stephen said, “You stiff-necked people, with uncircumcised hearts and ears! You are just like your fathers: You always resist the Holy Spirit! Was there ever a prophet your fathers did not persecute? They even killed those who predicted the coming of the Righteous One. And now you have betrayed and murdered him – you who have received the law that was put into effect through angels but have not obeyed it.”

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I think Stephen might have made them mad.

Yes, I’m listening.

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When they heard this, they were furious and gnashed their teeth at him.

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That sounds like something a dog would do.

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But Stephen, full of the Holy Spirit looked up to heaven and saw the glory of God, and Jesus standing at the right hand of God.

“Look,” he said, “I see heaven open and the Son of Man standing at the right hand of God.”

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Is Jesus going to send down some fish?

That would prove that Stephen saw him.

I am too listening.

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At this they covered their ears and, yelling at the top of their voices, they all rushed at him, dragged him out of the city and began to stone him.

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This doesn’t sound good.

Run Stephen, run!

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Meanwhile, the witnesses laid their clothes at the feet of a young man named Saul.

While they were stoning him, Stephen prayed, “Lord Jesus, receive my spirit.”

Then he fell on his knees and cried out, “Lord, do not hold this sin against them.” When he had said this, he fell asleep.

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What do you mean, Stephen wasn’t taking a nap?

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And Saul was there, giving approval to his death.

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If I ever see Saul, I’ll be gnashing my teeth.

Hey, do you think Saul had something to do with those tadpoles that disappeared a couple days ago on my trails?

 
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Posted by on July 20, 2014 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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Who’s the Boss?

Two little dogs on the trailThey bark at me every time I pass their yard.

Which is every day – because their yard is right by my trails.

I guess they’re trying to tell me who’s boss.

Okay fine.

I didn’t want to come in your yard anyway.

You can be the boss of your yard.

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But today something different happened.

I found them on my trails.

My trails, mind you.

And they still tried to tell they were the boss.

But I gave them a little different perspective.

It’s kind of hard to tell somebody you’re the boss when they’re towering over you.

Bongo meeting Woogie and Lolo

Okay guys, I guess I’ll let you come on my trails.

Just remember who the boss is.

 
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Posted by on July 19, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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They’re Gone!

Bongo checking out the missing puddleThis is terrible! Just terrible!

Remember how I found tadpoles in my puddle yesterday?

Well, today I went to visit them and someone had taken my puddle and the tadpoles.

Who would steal a puddle and a bunch of tadpoles?

I can’t imagine anyone doing such a thing.

But somebody did.

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I’m going to have to get my Detective Dog hat on and investigate this.

Bongo looking cool with his Detective Dog hat on

Let’s see.

First clue.

That sun is trying to hide.

Sun setting behind rocks

I wonder if it’s sneaking off with my puddle and those tadpoles.

I’ll know by morning.

If the sun doesn’t show up then I’ll know it’s guilty.

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Or maybe it’s this butterfly.

Yellow butterfly

Alright butterfly, fess up!

I know you did it.

You probably took off with those tadpoles one at a time and hid them somewhere.

Wherever that puddle went to. That’s where you hid them.

Oh, wait a minute.

That butterfly must have had an accomplice.

It may have been able to hide those tadpoles, but I don’t think it could move the puddle.

I’d better do some more searching.

Sniffing former tadpoles

This black stuff where my puddle used to be has an interesting smell.

It smells just like – just like…

Tadpoles!

Okay, now I’ve got something new to solve.

What do you do with a bunch of flat tadpoles?

 
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Posted by on July 18, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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They’re Back

Bongo next to a bit of his puddleWhat do you mean, I can’t step into my puddle?

Not even this little bitty part of it?

You always let me step in it before.

What’s wrong with today?

I might step on them?

I might step on what?

 

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Tadpoles and bubbles in a puddle

You think I might pop those bubbles?

Since when did you care about a few bubbles?

Not the bubbles?

Then what?

Oh, they’re back.

They were here last year.

Tadpoles in a puddle

The tadpoles are back.

This is two years in a row that my puddle has had tadpoles.

I can’t wait till they turn into tiny little toads and hop away.

Because if I try to drink my puddle water now it might tickle my tongue.

 
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Posted by on July 17, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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