Author Archives: Bongo

My person is not the best housekeeper in the world. I don’t mind at all though. Sometimes she leaves dirty dishes in the sink and leaves the house. Sometimes there are some really nice smells coming from those dirty dishes.

Fortunately I’m big enough to put my paws up on the counter in front of the sink and reach in. I’ll grab the best smelling bowl with my mouth and carry it over to the nice, cozy carpet where I can sit in comfort and have a tasty treat- well, lick. There’s usually not much food left in them. If I’m lucky the smaller bowls have the best stuff in them. I haven’t figured out how to get some of those big ones out of the sink.

The only thing is that I keep forgetting to put the bowls back in the sink when I’m through with them. When my people come home they find them and I get yelled at. I don’t get yelled at too much though, as long as I remember not to chew the bowl that the food came in.

My younger person was not very nice to me. He knows how much I like the water spraying out of the garden hose. I love to get in front of the hose and drink that water. It’s so much fun! You know what he did to me?

I was in the house and he was in the back yard. The door was open but the screen door was closed – well, it used to be a screen door. I kind of trashed the screen a long time ago. Anyway, the ex-screen door was closed. It has glass in it so you can see outside. I was looking outside through that glass, wishing I could be out there when my younger person took the hose and sprayed it right at me.

The water came right toward me, but the glass stopped it and I couldn’t get to it. I couldn’t drink it or anything. I don’t know what my younger person was thinking. Did he think maybe the water would go through the glass? Why didn’t he open the door and let me out to get the water? He must have seen that I couldn’t get to it. All he did was laugh. Sometimes I don’t think my people are very smart.