A couple days ago I found a bone on my trails.
And my person said, “Drop it.”
So today when I found that bone again I decided to bury it.
I dug a hole under a tree…
and I dropped it in.
Then I buried it.
I don’t have a shovel…
so I buried it with my nose.
It was hard work, but I got that bone covered up.
But now I can’t see that bone anymore. And I can’t smell it as well, either.
I’d better dig it up and make sure it’s still there.
Yup, it’s here.
Guess I’d better take it and put it in a safe place.
What? Drop it?
What do you mean, drop it?
I worked hard for this bone, person.
I dropped it, but I’m holding you responsible if anything happens to it.
July 8, 2013 at 11:16 am
Hmmm, are you sure it’s a bone, Bongo???
July 12, 2013 at 4:57 pm
Marina, I know it kind of looks like a rock – but that’s because it’s covered in red dirt. I wonder if it’s still out there – now that I’m back home from the dog hotel.
July 8, 2013 at 11:57 am
Doesn’t your jacket has a pocket, Bongo. You could have carried it home with you 🙂
July 12, 2013 at 4:58 pm
Little Binky, I’m going to have to have my person sew a pocket onto my jacket.
July 8, 2013 at 12:44 pm
Oh, Bongo – this reminds me of that cute dog trying to find a safe place for his bone on TV – but you are so much cuter, of course.
(Molly volunteers to assist you in digging holes….your dirt looks so much softer…and there you don’t get yelled at for digging up the grass)
July 12, 2013 at 5:00 pm
Molly, you’re welcome to come dig with my any time. You have to look really hard for a place with soft dirt, but since we don’t have grass nobody yells at me for digging it up.
July 8, 2013 at 1:22 pm
Oh Bongo you’re funny…today you’re reminding me of that Travelers Insurance ad with the dog putting his bone in the bank vault
July 12, 2013 at 5:01 pm
Gizmo, what a great idea. If I put my bone in a bank vault nobody else could come after me and take it away.
July 8, 2013 at 2:36 pm
I do not like the word, “Drop it.” It always makes things fall out of my mouth. Things that were about to be fun and delicious! So unfair. I hope your bone doesn’t disappear.
July 12, 2013 at 5:02 pm
Cupcake, I wonder if we could have “Drop it” taken out of the dictionary. I hear it a lot when I try to take one of my indoor toys outside with me.
July 8, 2013 at 4:27 pm
Sometimes people are spoil sports.
July 12, 2013 at 5:03 pm
Patricia, my person seems to be a spoil sport way too often.
July 12, 2013 at 5:08 pm
Well, as long as you get loves and treats…
Two French Bulldogs
July 8, 2013 at 8:11 pm
Just don’t forget where it is
Benny & Lily
July 12, 2013 at 5:04 pm
Benny & Lily, I’ve got the smell. I’ll find it again. I hope nobody else finds it and takes it away.
July 9, 2013 at 2:04 am
You worked so hard!!
July 12, 2013 at 5:05 pm
Dalton, I don’t think my person appreciates all my hard work.
July 9, 2013 at 7:02 am
Good job, Bongo! But….like marina said, I’m also wonderimg if it’s a really bone? because the color lloks brown….no…?
July 12, 2013 at 5:05 pm
Kevin, the color is all the red dirt that covered the bone up when I buried it.
July 9, 2013 at 12:18 pm
Good work Bongo – that’s a real find but I hope nobody steals it on you. I had a buddy come by my house to play with me & I let him play with my buddy bear & squeaky pinky, even let him chew on some of my bones. But can you believe he took my raccoon & dug a hole and buried him? I don’t mind sharing but I don’t like when company tries to hide my stuff on me. Lucky for me raccoon’s head was sticking out of the hole & I was able to rescue him.
July 12, 2013 at 5:13 pm
Lola, I can’t believe your buddy buried your raccoon. I mean, how rude is that? I’m sure glad you were able to rescue him. Once I buried my toy snake, but I left some of the tail sticking out and my person found him and unburied him.
July 13, 2013 at 11:27 am
Sometimes you just have to keep an eye on your stuff.
Misty Shores Chesapeakes
July 9, 2013 at 8:35 pm
What kind of bone is that Bongo? Looks like something petrified.
July 12, 2013 at 5:26 pm
Misty Shores, there are bunches of these bones under a tree near my trails, but they’re white. This one’s red because I buried it in red dirt. My person won’t let me go under that tree with the bones, but sometimes one of them sneaks out and ends up by my trail.
Misty Shores Chesapeakes
July 13, 2013 at 8:28 pm
Wow that is interesting, where did they come from I wonder.
July 13, 2013 at 8:53 pm
I’m not sure where they come from, but there’s a peanut tree near it. I know that’s from those pesky squirrels. Maybe the people that leave peanuts for the squirrels leave bones for the coyotes.
July 12, 2013 at 9:49 am
I think you need a backpack for your shovel and treasures.
July 12, 2013 at 5:58 pm
Kolytyi, that’s a great idea but I have to figure out how to convince my person to carry it for me.
July 14, 2013 at 6:22 am
I say drop it… right on her foot! muwahahah Dad says I am being naughty so I have to go now…
July 14, 2013 at 3:49 pm
Ginger, that’s a great idea. It might get my person to stop using those words.