I thought I was safe this time of year.
No wildflowers are blooming, so my person isn’t getting her camera out every few minutes and making me wait while she takes pictures.
So I couldn’t understand why she pulled her camera out.
I mean, it’s the middle of winter – well, I think it is. The calendar says it is.
So what is there to take pictures of?
Except me, of course.
And I wasn’t doing anything spectacular at the time.
Nothing to take pictures of anyway.
And then my person gets up close and personal – with a weed.
I guess she’s pretty desperate.
She wants to take pictures so bad that she’s even willing to take pictures of weeds.
Maybe she should get another hobby.
I think I ought to help her along.
No, not with another hobby.
I don’t want her doing anything else that would take her attention from me.
No, I’m going to help her along by doing away with her subject matter.
By eating it.
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misswhiplash
January 22, 2014 at 10:49 am
The weed did look very pretty….but now its in your tum and not so pretty…oh well…it was nice whilst it lasted
Bongo
January 26, 2014 at 1:41 pm
Patrecia, at least my person won’t take any more pictures of it.
Genevieve Petrillo
January 22, 2014 at 10:59 am
Perfect solution, B. All the way around.
Love and licks.
Cupcake
Bongo
January 26, 2014 at 1:42 pm
I agree Cupcake. By the way, my person found out where the geese hang out here but she wouldn’t take me. She says it’s too far away. I’m so bummed. I really wanted to try goose poop since you recommend it so highly.
kolytyi
January 22, 2014 at 11:21 am
Yes, this is the solution! And you can reach such a high level of perfection in it: http://labradorok.wordpress.com/2013/04/08/az-idei-elso-hoviragok/
Bongo
January 26, 2014 at 1:46 pm
Thanks for sharing Kolytyi. That dog really knows what to do. I wonder if the wildflowers around here taste good.
Shilpi Gemawat
January 22, 2014 at 12:25 pm
Haha 😉
Bongo
January 26, 2014 at 1:48 pm
Thanks for stopping by and commenting Shilpi.
ThatJenK
January 22, 2014 at 1:20 pm
That’s a cool-looking weed, though!
Bongo
January 26, 2014 at 1:49 pm
That weed might have been safe from me if it wasn’t so cool looking – no, never mind. I eat plain weeds all the time too.
Two French Bulldogs
January 22, 2014 at 1:40 pm
You do have to admit that weed is pretty cool
Lily
Bongo
January 26, 2014 at 1:50 pm
Lily, that weed tasted good too.
Dalton
January 23, 2014 at 2:18 am
I like the way you always think outside the box!
Bongo
January 26, 2014 at 1:50 pm
Thanks Dalton. I guess that’s what puts me way ahead of my person sometimes.
eripanwkevin
January 23, 2014 at 7:19 am
That weed is cute!!! You always have it around this time of year?
Bongo
January 26, 2014 at 1:51 pm
Kevin, I haven’t really noticed that curly weed before – there aren’t many of them on my trails.
FireBonnet
January 23, 2014 at 3:54 pm
I am with you on that one Bongo… my human finds the weirdest things to take photos of, so I do my best to either get in the shot so it’s better, or plow it over… eat it… lay down on it… ~Cooper from 2catsandacattledog.com
Bongo
January 26, 2014 at 2:06 pm
Cooper, a dog’s got to do what a dog’s got to do. Otherwise all we’d be doing is waiting around while our people play with those camera things.
angelswhisper2011
January 25, 2014 at 12:30 pm
MOL you’re the smartest dog in the universe, Bongo. Double Pawkiss on this one 🙂
Bongo
January 26, 2014 at 2:27 pm
Thanks Little Binky. Anything to keep my person from stopping constantly to take pictures.
dianeskitchentable
January 27, 2014 at 9:03 am
I can see that you have to help your person with direction and focus Bongo. It’s a good thing she has you around or who knows what she’d be taking pictures of next!
Bongo
January 27, 2014 at 10:50 am
Lola, it’s an ongoing job – keeping my person focused on the right things.
marina kanavaki
February 4, 2014 at 4:04 pm
Oh, No!!!!! Don’t , Bongo! I don’t think they’d do you any good. I also fear they might grow inside you and then you really won’t be able to escape them!!!
Bongo
February 6, 2014 at 10:39 pm
Marina, I guess I’d better stop eating them. They might tickle my innards if they grew inside me.