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What a Waste

Something new appeared on my trails today and I don’t get it.

It says it’s a Pet Waste Station, but since when are pets a waste?

I mean, that would be really sad if someone thought their pet was a waste and decided to throw their pet away.

What if that pet thought they were going for a walk on my trails, and then when they got this far their person took them and threw them into that big green box?

Maybe a cat would fit in that box. Or even a little dog.

But what if someone tried to fit a dog as big as me into that box?

That would be a pretty tight fit.

Or what if bunches of people decided their pets were a waste on the same day. It could get pretty squishy in there.

But maybe someone would find a pet already in the box that they liked. That they didn’t think was a waste. Would they take that pet home with them then?

Then that pet wouldn’t be a waste after all – so what was it doing in the pet waste box in the first place?

This whole pet waste thing is totally confusing to me.

Maybe I’d better check this out and see if there are any pets around who think they’re a waste.

I’ll tell them they’re not a waste and let them out of the box. Well, unless they’re cats, that is.

Nope, I don’t see any pets around here.

I guess nobody’s going to use this box after all.

34 Comments

Posted by Bongo on June 12, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Pet Waste Station, Pets, Trail

I Am Not Weird

11 Jun

I am not weird. What do you mean I’m weird?

What do you mean, I don’t do that? You mean I’m weird if I don’t do what other dogs do?

I bet most of my blogging dog buddies don’t do that either.

What do you mean they don’t do that because they don’t get a chance?

Don’t those things cross everyone’s path – in the summer at least?

They’re constantly flitting around on my trails.

If I chased every one of them that I saw I’d be totally worn out.

And besides you’d be yanking on my leash when you didn’t want to follow me through the bushes.

You think I should have chased those two that ran right under my nose today? Just because other dogs would have done it?

You’d better be glad I am weird then, or I’d be yanking your arm right out of its socket when I took off. They run fast.

Look, there goes one now.

Do you want me to chase it?

I’m not weird. I don’t bother the ones on my trails because I figure that’s where they belong.

But watch out if they come in my yard.

When I find one of those yard lizards…

I’m chasing it up a tree.

33 Comments

Posted by Bongo on June 11, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: chase, Leash, Lizard, Pets

Broken Branches

10 Jun

What is going on here? There are broken branches all over the ground.

We haven’t had any storms around here lately. None of that nasty thunder and lightning and not even any rain or hail. Maybe some wind, but not enough to knock all these branches down.

I’d better get my Detective Dog hat on and check this out.

That’s better. Now I can check for clues.

Wait a minute! Look at that tree that’s surrounded by all these loose branches. Somebody has hacked it all up.

I wonder if somebody else brought all these branches here to try and repair the tree.

If that’s what happened they left before they finished.

Now I have even more mysteries.

What to do? What to do?

Guess I’d better look for more clues.

Hey, I think I just saw a hawk fly by.

Maybe the hawk brought all those branches here and it flew away to look for more.

Or maybe little mice brought the branches and the hawk chased them off.

It would probably take a lot of little mice to carry each one of those branches.

I bet that would look pretty cool – seeing all those little mice work together.

Maybe if I hang out here for awhile the hawk won’t come back and the little mice will get brave and come out again.

I think I’ve solved another mystery.

Oh, wait! I’ve got two mysteries. I know that little mice brought the branches, but who hacked that tree up in the first place.

Maybe the little mice know. I think I’ll just wait here and ask them.

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Posted by Bongo on June 10, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: damaged tree, Detective Dog, hawk, Mice, Pets, Tree

A Prophet in His Hometown

09 Jun

What do you mean, you’re going to tell me a short story? I can stretch out a story for a long time. There’s no such thing as a short Bible story for me.

I’m going to ask lots of questions, so don’t think I’m not listening when you tell me the story.

***

Jesus went to his hometown of Nazareth and his disciples went with him.

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Was Jesus going to a big family reunion?

Of course I’m listening. I told you I was going to ask lots of questions.

***

When the Sabbath came…

***

What’s the Sabbath? I’ll listen if you tell me.

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The Sabbath is a day to rest and to worship God. So when the Sabbath came Jesus began to teach in the synagogue and many who heard Him were amazed.

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I would be amazed if I heard Jesus too.

What do you mean, that’s not a question?

***

The people couldn’t figure out how Jesus got such wisdom and could even perform miracles. After all, they knew Him when he was growing up.

The people said, “Isn’t this the carpenter? Isn’t this Mary’s son and the brother of James, Joseph, Judas, and Simon? Aren’t His sister’s here with us?” And…

***

It sounds like Jesus was having a big family reunion. He had a big family.

I shouldn’t always have to ask a question. I asked one last time.

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the people of Nazareth took offense at Jesus.

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That wasn’t very nice of them.

I am too listening.

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Jesus said to the people, “Only in his hometown, among his relatives and in his own house is a prophet without honor.”

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That’s why I don’t get any respect around here.

Do you know what those cats did?

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Jesus couldn’t do any miracles in Nazareth, except lay hands on a few sick people and heal them, because of their lack of faith.

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So you mean that even Jesus can’t do miracles if the people don’t have faith?

I have faith. I have faith that Jesus can make some fish appear for me.

Wait, you mean that’s the end of the story?

Can I ask another question?

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Posted by Bongo on June 9, 2013 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

Tags: Bible, Christianity, faith, Jesus, Nazareth, Question, Sabbath, Shabbat

Who Lost a Leash?

08 Jun

I find strange things on my trails fairly often, but today I found one of the strangest. I found a leash, with nobody attached, just hanging around by itself.

Time to get on my Detective Dog hat and start looking for clues.

Hmmm. I’m picking up some scents, but I’m not sure what it all means.

Hey wait a minute. One of the scents on here is mine – from yesterday.

So much for solving this mystery by the smells around here.

What could it all mean?

Somewhere on my trails there is a dog running around without a leash.

And there is also a person on my trails who is not attached to a leash.

This could be really bad.

I’d better go look for that person and that dog. They might be lost from each other.

Maybe I could be a hero and reunite them.

Wait a minute. What’s this?

Another leash?

What is this, National Lose Your Leash Day?

Maybe I can find some clues around this one.

Hmmm. I think this might be some kind of conspiracy.

Somebody might be trying to keep Detective Dog busy so they can pull some heist somewhere else.

They’re not going to succeed though, because I found out something that they don’t know.

This second thing isn’t a leash at all.

It’s a strap with clips on it so people can attach their stuff.

So when those people pull that heist, they’re going to discover that their strap is missing.

And they’ll have no way to carry all the stuff they stole.

I’d better go now and find out where they dropped all that stuff.

Maybe they dropped some treats.

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Posted by Bongo on June 8, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Detective Dog, Leash, Pets, Trail

What’s that Smell?

07 Jun

I don’t get it! I just don’t get it.

People are so strange sometimes.

One of the best things on my walks are the great smells I find. I look forward to checking my messages and finding out what my dog buddies are up to.

But my person is so impatient. She’s always yanking on my leash and making me leave a great smell before I’ve finished with it.

I don’t know how many times she’s done that.

It’s so frustrating!

But I put up with it because I’m such a good dog. If my person wants to walk instead of sniff stuff, I can go along with it – as long as I at least get a little sniffing in.

But here’s the funny part.

We walked past this bush.

It didn’t have any kind of special smells on it – no messages from my friends or anything.

So I walked on by.

And you know what happened?

My person stopped and she wanted to smell this thing.

She’s never stopped to smell anything ever before.

Why now? Why these flowers?

I’m going to have to give my person some lessons in what to smell.

I think she’s really confused.

And if she doesn’t get it…

I might have to yank on the leash and pull her down the trail.

27 Comments

Posted by Bongo on June 7, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: brownfoot, Pets, scents, Trail

Searching for Century Plants

06 Jun

My person and I went out on an extra long walk. A century plant trek.

We started out on the trail where most of the century plants were last year. We figured we’d find lots of them. Well, my person figured. I was just happy for the walk.

We found some century plants.

The old dead ones from last year.

But there were only a couple new century plants on this whole trail, and they weren’t even in full bloom yet.

So we headed back. The trail is a loop so we kept looking for century plants on the way back.

And then we found it.

Century Plant Hill.

There were lots of century plants on this hill. Last year there were only two.

If you look really close you can even see the bugs flying around the flowers.

Speaking of bugs, they were everywhere. Especially on my person because she doesn’t have lots of hair to protect her like I do. Those little “no see ‘ems” that come out this time of year were all over her arms.

So we headed back home.