And just when I was getting ready to head home.
After a nice, long walk I was so looking forward to a nap.
And now my trail is blocked. How am I going to get home?
What’s going on there, anyway?
It looks like mountain bikers, which is strange.
Mountain bikers don’t stay in one place. They’re always moving.
Why are they hanging around blocking my trail?
Are they doing it to me on purpose?
Did they say to themselves, “Here comes Bongo. Let’s block the trail?”
Now I think I see what they’re doing. They’re trying to get that guy behind the tree to take a picture of them.
That’s even worse. Blocking a trail just so someone can take your picture.
Who wants pictures of themselves anyway?
I only like pictures taken of me when I get paid in treats.
I’ll give those guys a treat if they keep blocking the trail.
But it’s not going to be the kind of treat I get when my picture is taken.