Something really scary happened at my house.
There was a monster outside in my yard.
He had glowing eyes and he beckoned me to come out with him.
I don’t know what he wanted to do to me, but there was no way I was going to hang out with that monster.
So I stayed inside.
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.
.
.
I stayed close to my dog jail so I could hide in there if I needed to.
But then that monster came closer.
He tried to get in the house.
He even scratched on the door.
This is getting really serious.
What am I going to do!?
That monster is going to break through the door!
Then my person got up.
I tried to warn her but she went over to the door anyway.
And she opened it.
Yikes! Woof! Bark bark! Yeoww! Woo woo!
I gave that monster what for and then my person said the strangest thing.
That monster is not me!
How can that monster be me?
Look, I’m sitting here as perfect as can be.
I’ve been here all the time.
And I did not put those scratches on that door.
You know there’s a monster out there.
Kuruk
February 13, 2014 at 10:53 am
Scary Bongo! BooWoo!
Bongo
February 13, 2014 at 2:45 pm
Ku, I wonder if we could make a scary haiku out of this. I have to hide in my dog jail to write it though – where I’m safe.
fredrieka
February 13, 2014 at 10:54 am
that must have been scary.. I know you are brave Bongo.. I would have been scared also I think your person was saying it is your reflection which is very handsome. At least I think so.
Bongo
February 13, 2014 at 2:46 pm
Fredrieka, I’m always brave – except when there are monsters about.
Anonymous
February 13, 2014 at 11:22 am
Hmmm, Bongo, that monster seems to be a handsome guy – he looks somehow familiar to me! Perhaps you should try to smile at him.
Genevieve Petrillo
February 13, 2014 at 11:49 am
You are NOT a monster, B. That guy wants to come in and eat your face off. Stay by the jail, and then if you can lure him in, you can trap him in there. And show your person.
Love and licks,
Cupcake
Bongo
February 13, 2014 at 2:47 pm
Cupcake, that’s a great idea. Trapping that monster in dog jail. I just hope my person doesn’t decide to keep him for a pet.
misswhiplash
February 13, 2014 at 12:29 pm
Oh yea! You are not a monster you are beautiful, it was just a reflection
Bongo
February 13, 2014 at 2:49 pm
Thanks Patrecia. But I sure hope that’s not a reflection of me – because that reflection is pretty scary looking. Or wait – all the better to scare Scratchy with.
misswhiplash
February 13, 2014 at 10:04 pm
You are incorrigible but I love ya
Kimberly M. Ringer
February 13, 2014 at 1:26 pm
I’m glad you gave that monster a what for, but be careful Bongo. You don’t want to end up being locked into your doggy jail.
Bongo
February 13, 2014 at 2:50 pm
Kimberly, my person only locks me in when she’s leaving the house – or taking a shower – or… Maybe I’d better keep clear of my dog jail.
kolytyi
February 13, 2014 at 1:58 pm
Oh, Bongo, that monster is such a handsome guy. He looks somehow familiar to me! What about trying to smile at him?
Bongo
February 13, 2014 at 2:51 pm
Kolytyi, are you sure that monster wouldn’t bare his teeth at me?
rumpydog
February 13, 2014 at 2:06 pm
ACK! Monster! Hide!
Bongo
February 13, 2014 at 2:51 pm
Rumpy, if that monster comes around again can I hide at your house?
rumpydog
February 13, 2014 at 4:03 pm
absolutely!
marina kanavaki
February 13, 2014 at 4:42 pm
Spooky, Bongo! That creature had glowing eyes! I could see some resemblance there – the ears, the figure maybe… but no. Couldn’t be you. After all if it was your reflection how did it leave?🙂
Bongo
February 13, 2014 at 11:55 pm
Marina, I haven’t figured out how that monster got in my yard yet. But I’m being really careful now when I need to go out at night.
Patricia
February 13, 2014 at 5:30 pm
Seems your dog jail might have some good uses. Maybe your person is right to keep you safe in there when she isn’t around.
Bongo
February 13, 2014 at 11:56 pm
Patricia, either I can hide in there, or I can trap that monster in dog jail.
Patricia
February 17, 2014 at 6:38 pm
Now there’s a thought!
philosophermouseofthehedge
February 13, 2014 at 6:02 pm
That “what-am-I-going-to-do” picture is the most intent look ever. Could this be Dr JeckleBongo and Mr HidenseekBongo?
Bongo
February 13, 2014 at 11:58 pm
Karen, I’ve got to be that way because it makes life much more interesting.
Two French Bulldogs
February 13, 2014 at 7:44 pm
I like those cool eyes. I don’t see a monster
Lily
Bongo
February 13, 2014 at 11:58 pm
Thanks Lily. I think I chased that monster away.
colliesofthemeadow
February 14, 2014 at 3:55 am
I am bringing my flamethrower and we will teach that monster a lesson, we won’t even have to open the door! -Ginger
Bongo
February 14, 2014 at 12:17 pm
Great idea Ginger. Do you think you could leak some of those flames onto the Scratchy monster too? What!? Person, I didn’t say anything. You know I love Scratchy.
colliesofthemeadow
February 14, 2014 at 3:53 pm
fried scratchy I say… muwahahahahah
Dalton
February 14, 2014 at 4:00 am
Spooky!
Bongo
February 14, 2014 at 12:18 pm
Dalton, I’m being really careful when I have to go out at night now.
dianeskitchentable
February 14, 2014 at 4:33 pm
Oh oh…I wonder why Scratchy put those scratches in the door?
Bongo
February 14, 2014 at 5:25 pm
Diane and Lola, that’s why Scratchy got his name. He lives up to it. I never thought he’d scratch up the door though.
dianeskitchentable
February 14, 2014 at 6:14 pm
Disgraceful!
eripanwkevin
February 15, 2014 at 4:31 am
Oh no!!! How scary!!! I’m not good at those kind of stories…because I’m very coward…*blush* ….but…but…wait! The monster is really identical with you, Bongo…How could it be?!
Bongo
February 15, 2014 at 9:39 pm
Kevin, I think that monster is trying to trick my people by imitating me. That makes him all the more scarier.