Today was not my typical walk on my trails. I’m not sure what to think. I think I’m mad at my person right now.
She came home from wherever she’d been and took me outside way earlier than we usually go for a walk. So far, so good.
When we got out in the yard my person had a friend waiting to go with us. That’s good too.
We headed to the trails like we normally do, but as soon as we got through the parking lot we took this other trail, not the normal one.
This other trail heads right back to the street. It comes out at the other end of the block.
I couldn’t figure it out. I mean, is my person’s friend a walking wimp or something? We never go on this short of a walk. This is hardly a walk at all.
Then we got there. The other end of the block. And there to greet us were Kaiser and Lica, the two dogs that live at the other end of the block.
Well, I’d met Kaiser before and I’d given him what for, and my person had made me go home that time.
Now there were two of them. And they’re bigger than me. And guess what. They were going on a walk with us. Oops.
Now here’s the worst part. Kaiser and Lica didn’t have to go on leashes – and I did. No fair!
My person kept saying I’d run off if she let me off the leash. What kind of talk is that? She doesn’t trust her own dog?
That might not have been quite so bad except that Kaiser and Lica got to chase after sticks.
Next time my person throws me my Frisbee I’m making her go after it herself. That’ll teach her.
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marina kanavaki
February 26, 2013 at 11:43 am
I thought the leash was for your person, remember?
I never got that throw and fetch business. Your friend here also doesn’t get it! She just looks at the item and probably wonders “is my person with her right mind?”
So did you get to be friends with Kaiser and Lica?
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 2:47 pm
Marina, that’s right. My person might have gotten lost or run off if I’d let her off the leash. I think I’ll be friends with Kaiser and Lica when I don’t have to worry about keeping my person on a leash while I’m with them.
Blueberry's human
February 26, 2013 at 12:06 pm
Maybe you can learn to wing the frisbee at your human’s head. That might be a better lesson. 😉
I can’t let Blueberry off leash either. I am afraid she’d either get caught in cactus chasing after something or else she’d take off wherever her nose led her and I’d never see her again.
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 2:51 pm
Blueberry’s human, if I winged the frisbee at my person’s head I think she’d take it away from me forever. I’ve learned to avoid the cactus (unless I get really excited) and I always come back home when I get tired and hungry. I don’t know why my person doesn’t trust me more.
Stazjia
February 26, 2013 at 12:43 pm
You just have to learn not to run off when you are allowed off the leash. My springer spaniel used to think running off and not letting me catch her was a great game until she had to spend the next 3 months on a leash. By then she’d learned her lesson and came when called. Sorry, Bongo, it’s tough love for your own good.
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 2:56 pm
Stazjia, I always come back. Really I do.
FleaByte
February 26, 2013 at 2:49 pm
A dog’s gotta do what a dog’s gotta do. And if what you have to do is learn to walk off leash and be good … *sigh* Being a dog is tough, huh?
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 4:04 pm
FleaByte, I always come back. I don’t know why my person doesn’t take that into consideration.
Genevieve Petrillo
February 26, 2013 at 3:09 pm
What a bummer that you can’t go leash free, B. Sadly, Mom sometimes put my leash on me IN THE HOUSE. talk about a person not trusting a dog!! Sheesh!
Love and licks,
Cupcake
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 4:05 pm
Cupcake, you have to have a leash in the house? How rude. I at least can go in the back yard without a leash, but it’s a little yard.
Two French Bulldogs
February 26, 2013 at 8:57 pm
That is such a beautiful place. Don’t forget your backpack
Benny & Lily
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 4:07 pm
Benny & Lily, maybe if I brought a backpack I could carry my own sticks that my person would have to throw for me.
Two French Bulldogs
February 26, 2013 at 8:58 pm
That was a tease!
Benny & Lily
bumpyroadtobubba
February 26, 2013 at 10:15 pm
Don’t do it Bongo! If you make your mumma go after the balls and the frisbee too many times, she seems to be less interested in throwing them. Although, maybe now we can make Bubba go after them? Bella & Beary x
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 4:09 pm
Bella & Beary, you are so lucky. I wish I had a Bubba to help me go after my balls and frisbees.
angelswhisper2011
February 27, 2013 at 2:23 am
Indeed, Bongo, not fair, but at least you saw your friends again 🙂
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 4:10 pm
Angels Whisper, I think Kaiser and Lica would be better friends if I could chase sticks with them.
Dalton
February 27, 2013 at 4:48 am
I can’t believe she did that to you!! I am glaring at your mum on your behalf!
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 4:11 pm
Thanks Dalton. She deserves a lot of glares for this one.
Flo
February 27, 2013 at 4:55 am
It’s an outrage.
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 4:12 pm
Flo, I think I might have to turn my person in for unfair treatment of her dog. There must be a law against that.
eripanwkevin
February 27, 2013 at 7:10 am
You’re very right Bongo….it’s su unfair that Kaiser and Lica didn’t have to go on leashes…*whispers* and Ghost Dog, too…remember? but me to….whenever we go out for a walk, I have to go on leash like you….my mom doesn’t trust me…*sniff*
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 4:15 pm
Kevin, there’s lots of dogs around here that don’t go on leashes. Maybe if I covered up the “Keep Your Dogs on a Leash” sign my person would be like those other people who don’t read the sign and let me off the leash. It’s awful to not be trusted, isn’t it?
themisadventuresofmisaki
February 27, 2013 at 10:11 am
Oh that’s not fair!
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 4:15 pm
Misaki, I’m still upset about the unfairness of it all.
philosophermouseofthehedge
February 27, 2013 at 2:45 pm
Oh Bongo – not only outnumbered, but they are chasing free. Your friends are beautiful.
(Please tie my hands so I cannot call about that half grown shepherd that needs a home: yard too small, time too limited, and the only-one-wild-half-grown-dog-at-a-time rule.)
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 4:26 pm
Karen, I guess I do have some pretty good looking friends – even if they do get to chase sticks without me. Did you call about the shepherd?
Patricia
February 27, 2013 at 9:49 pm
Calm down, Bongo. Your person loves you and does what is best for you even if you don’t like it. So be a big boy and give her a kiss.
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 4:31 pm
Patricia, maybe I should jump up on her and kiss her. That would show her for sure.
tylersat99
March 1, 2013 at 12:01 am
Those are beautiful Shepards to walk with Bongo but we agree that it wasn’t fair that they got to go off leash and you had to stay right with Mom. She just doesn’t want to lose you then she would be really sad. By the way when Mom throws things for us to fetch we sit down and tell her you threw it you go get it so she doesn’t throw anything. Rethink making her go get it she might not throw again:(
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 5:01 pm
Lexie and Mica, I guess you’re right. On the rare times she does go get my frisbee she takes it back into the house with her.
colliesofthemeadow
March 3, 2013 at 6:44 pm
Ginger says not only make her go for it by herself but get to it first and water it… that will teach her! Muwahahaha
-Ginger
Bongo
March 3, 2013 at 8:06 pm
Ginger, I’m on it. Oh wait! That’s my Frisbee.