Gizmo’s trying to take over my dog jail.
Should I lock him in?
He’s going to get fat.
Oh. He goes on lots of walks?
Well, how come he doesn’t take me on a walk?
Okay, I’m listening.
Saul spent several days with the disciples in Damascus. At once he began to preach in the synagogues that Jesus is the Son of God.
Saul sure did a turn around after Jesus zapped him with that light, didn’t he?
I am listening.
All those who heard him were astonished and asked, “Isn’t he the man who raised havoc in Jerusalem among those who call on his name? And hasn’t he come here to take them as prisoners to the chief priests?” Yet Saul grew more and more powerful and baffled the Jews living in Damascus by proving that Jesus is the Christ.
Maybe Saul should come here. There’s lots of people here who need proof that Jesus is the Christ.
After many days had gone by, the Jews conspired to kill him,…
Oh no! I’d better warn him.
Oh wait. Saul isn’t leaving any food for me.
I’ll make him a deal.
I’ll warn him if he leaves me some food.
I am listening.
…but Saul learned of their plan.
And he didn’t give me any food for telling him.
Day and night the Jews kept close watch on the city gates in order to kill Saul. But his followers took him by night and lowered him in a basket through an opening in the wall.
Did you say that Saul was a basket case?
In that case he probably forgot where he put all his food.
Because today my blog has 1000 followers.
One thousand dogs, and people – and cats – and a few other animals following me.
Of course, some of them say they’re following me but they’re not.
Well, they sort of are.
But if they were really following me wouldn’t I have at least one thousand people and animals reading my posts every day?
And I don’t.
I guess a follower or two dropped off somewhere along the wayside.
Hey, I know a way to get all those followers following me.
I’ll give a guided tour of my trails.
And invite all of my followers to come along.
I’m sure they’ll all show up for that.
Wouldn’t that be cool?
One thousand people and animals all following along on my trails.
I’m setting the date for tomorrow.
So come on over and get in line.
The first one here gets to step in right behind me.
And I’ll show you what it’s like to follow the leader.
This is really bad.
My people have been so full of mischief that I can’t even wait until Monday Mischief to post it.
I’ve got to get it off my chest now.
I’ve got to let you feel sorry for me know all the horrible things they’ve been up to.
For two days in a row my people locked me in dog jail and went for a walk without me.
And I didn’t get a walk at all.
Something about me maybe wrecking my person’s good camera.
I would not wreck her camera – at least as long as she only used it to take pictures of me.
But what’s worse is all the things my people did.
Yesterday they went to the creek.
And I didn’t even get to go swimming.
But this dog did.
Then today a really horrible thing happened.
My people went on my trails to take pictures of the sunset.
And while they were on their way to that sunset…
They saw my girlfriend Lucy.
She probably thinks I’m avoiding her on purpose now.
Next time I’m locking my people in dog jail.
In my yard.
And not just one, but two somebodies have invaded my yard.
My person was pulling weeds out in the yard.
No, my person wasn’t the one invading the yard.
But the weeds were.
Oh, that makes at least three somebodies.
My person pulled up a weed, and there it was.
A big old green caterpillar.
Invading my yard!
And I know there was someone else because – just look at that caterpillar.
An artist was in my yard too.
Painting on that caterpillar.
A pretty good artist at that.
But the artist disappeared before my person exposed that caterpillar.
Otherwise I could have caught two culprits at once.
So I did then next best thing.
I ate the caterpillar.
Note: No caterpillars or Bongo’s were harmed in the making of this blog post.
Somebody really big showed up on my trails when they were muddy.
I’m sure glad I missed out on seeing that somebody.
That could be really scary.
It taught me something though.
Not to take my person for walks on my trails when the mud is out.
Because whoever this is with the big paws likes to play in the mud.
I might get stuck in the mud and be mistaken for a new toy.
Yup, I think I’ll avoid my trails when the mud comes out.
Besides, I won’t get yelled at when I come back in the house.
It was in a little area where people sometimes hang out.
The place where people stack rocks up into high piles.
Only I guess they got tired of stacking rocks.
Now they’ve decided to plant a garden.
I decided to check it out.
Those sunflowers are tall and easy to see.
But maybe there’s more garden around here.
Maybe someone planted some vegetables.
Some really tasty vegetables.
I like vegetables.
I’m drooling just thinking about it.
Wait. This isn’t fair.
It’s torture to start drooling and find nothing tasty to satisfy that drool.
There’s nothing here person.
Let’s go home.
I know you’ve got vegetables treats for me there.