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About Bongo

I am a dog who has lots of mini adventures that I love to share. I live with a cat named Scratchy who sometimes steals my blog, and with two people. When my adventures don't turn out so well I get my person to laugh while she helps me write my blog and then I don't get into as much trouble.

Rock Climbing

Rock climbing on SugarloafPeople have been doing strange things on my trails lately.

Awhile back someone rappelled down the side of my rock called Sugarloaf.

Today someone else is climbing right up it.

You’d think they’d want to coordinate with each other.

I mean, which is it – up or down?

No one seems to be able to make up their minds.

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Personally, I think the trail on the back of Sugarloaf is much easier, but I guess these people didn’t want to walk that far.

I guess this way is a lot shorter.

And look, she’s almost at the top.

Person almost to the top of Sugarloar

But as soon as the first person made it up, her friend decided she’d give it a try.

Two climbers on Sugarloaf

I know you have to look kind of hard, but there’s a pink shirt in the middle of the picture.

Anyway, I’ve been thinking…

There must be something to this climbing thing.

It looks like fun.

Maybe I should try it.

But I think I should start out on something a little easier.

Bongo climbing onto a rock

How’s this?

I’m almost to the top.

 
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Posted by on February 26, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Missing Baby

Bongo sniffing a stroller on the side of the trailHmmm.

What’s this parked on the side of my trail?

Isn’t this one of those things that babies ride around in?

But something’s missing.

There’s no baby in here.

This is bad. This is really bad.

Who knows what could happen to a baby crawling around by itself on my trails.

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All kinds of things could happen to it.

A coyote could get that baby. Or a javelina.

Even those ravens that circle around here are pretty big.

Or that baby could get stuck by pricklers from a cactus.

And how is a baby going to find its way home?

I bet it’s lost out there.

Maybe I can get some clues about that baby from this stroller thing.

Bongo sniffing the stroller's wheel

Nope. I don’t smell any babies on this wheel.

One of my friends left me a message though.

Bongo in front of the stroller

Come on person. We’ve gotta go look for that baby before something happens.

Let’s go!

Bongo looking away from the stroller

I think the baby went that a way.

 
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Posted by on February 25, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Worst Mischief Ever

Bongo looking at toy frog in dog jailScratchy, the cat I live with has really been full of mischief lately and I was about to post more of the mischief he’s been pulling.

But I had to change things around.

You see, over the weekend my younger person’s friend came over and he was so full of mischief that he deserves star billing.

He locked my frog in dog jail – and then to make it even worse, he locked himself in there with the frog.

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But no one can hold mischief over me for long.

Bongo in dog jail with his frog

I rescued the frog.

Bongo in his kennel chewing on his frog

Poor frog. Did they hurt you?

I’d better remove my frog from dog jail.

Bongo with his frog outside dog jail

Nobody’s locking up my frog again.

 
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Posted by on February 24, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Eeny Mina Miny Treat

Parable of the 10 minasI’ve been trying to climb a tree ever since I heard the story last week about Zacchaeus in the tree.

Scratchy is useless.

He’s supposed to teach me how to climb and he won’t even leave the house.

Okay, I’m not getting anywhere with the tree thing, I might as well listen to the next story.

Maybe this story will be about treats.

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Jesus told a parable because he was near Jerusalem and the people thought that the kingdom of God was going to appear at once.

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Do dogs get treats when the kingdom of God appears? Because if they do I’m voting for it to appear at once.

I am listening.

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Jesus said, “A man of noble birth went to a distant country to have himself appointed king and then to return. So he called ten of his servants and gave them ten minas.”

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What are minas? Are they like treats?

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“’Put this money to work,’ the man said, ‘until I come back.”

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Oh, it’s money. Well, I can pretend they’re treats.

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“But the man’s subjects hated him and sent a delegation after him to say, ‘We don’t want this man to be our king.’”

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He must have been stingy with his treats.

I’m listening. How do you think I know what the man is doing?

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“He was made king, however, and returned home. Then he sent for the servants to whom he had given the treats money, in order to find out what they had gained with it.

The first one came and said, ‘Sir, your mina treat has earned ten more.’”

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Woo woo! Treats for everybody!

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“’Well done, my good servant!’ his master replied. ‘Because you have been trustworthy in a very small matter, take charge of ten cities.’

“The second came and said, ‘Sir, your mina treat has earned five more.’”

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And more treats for everybody. It’s a real party!

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“Then another servant came and said, ‘Sir, here is your mina; I have kept it laid away in a piece of cloth. I was afraid of you, because you are a hard man. You take out what you did not put in and reap what you did not sow.’”

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What a loser. He’s not even invited to the party.

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“His master replied, ‘I will judge you by your own words, you wicked servant! You knew, did you, that I am a hard man, taking out what I did not put in, and reaping what I did not sow? Why then didn’t you put my money on deposit, so that when I came back, I could have collected it with interest?’”

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He could have left that mina treat with me.

I would have deposited a lot of slobber on it.

Yes, I’m listening.

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“Then he said to those standing by, ‘Take his mina treat away from him and give it to the one who has ten minas treats.’

‘Sir,’ they said, ‘he already has ten!’

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I’ll eat some!

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He replied, ‘I tell you that to everyone who has, more will be given, but as for the one who has nothing, even what he has will be taken away. But those enemies of mine who did not want me to be king over them – bring them here and kill them in front of me.’”

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I know who I’m hanging out with.

That guy who has eleven minas treats has plenty to share.

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After Jesus had said this, He went on ahead, going up to Jerusalem.

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Hey Jesus, where did that guy with all the treats go?

 
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Posted by on February 23, 2014 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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Swami River

Bongo next to a license plate that says SWAMIWay down upon the Swami River

Far, far away…

What?

What do you mean, that’s not the way the song goes?

Of course it is.

And I bet if I wait for the people to come back to their car they’ll let me get in and they’ll take me there.

Then I can go swimming.

What do you mean, they wouldn’t want to put up with me in their car for that long?

It can’t be that far away?

It is?

I’d have to go where?

Swamis are all the way in India?

Where’s that? It can’t be that far. We have Indians living all over Arizona.

What do you mean, not the Native American kind of Indians?

There’s other kinds?

I’m totally confused.

What!?

The song I was singing is about the Suwannee River in Florida?

Now, that’s more like it.

Florida can’t be that far away.

It’s in the same country, after all.

 
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Posted by on February 22, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Mischievous Cat

Scratchy sleeping on a toy bearScratchy, the cat I live with doesn’t have his own blog because his life if boring.

He just hangs around the house.

No adventures. Nothing.

But lately Scratchy has been getting into so much mischief.

So much that I can’t wait for the Monday Mischief blog hop and post.

It would be way too long of a post.

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You know what Scratchy did this morning?

You can kind of get an idea from the picture of him.

You see that thing he’s sleeping on.

Well, that’s my squeaky bear.

First Scratchy took over my old bed, and now he thinks he can steal my squeaky bear too.

Scratchy, you’d better think twice about stealing my bear because if you don’t give it back I’m locking you in dog cat jail.

Scratchy alone in the kennel

Alright Scratchy.

Here I come!

Give me back my bear now or you’re in for it.

Scratchy on the cabinets

Fine, go up there.

I guess you can’t do much mischief on top of the cabinets.

Bongo with his bear

 At least I got my bear back.

 
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Posted by on February 21, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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A New Clue

Rock piles and BongoFor the last couple days I’ve been investigating a strange phenomenon on my trails.

The emergence (I’m not sure what that word means, but it sounds good.) of rock piles everywhere on my trails.

I’m sure that somebody has been turning boys and other living creatures into piles of rocks.

But I haven’t been able to figure out who is doing it.

And it’s really kind of scary, I mean, whoever it is could turn me into a pile of rocks at any time.

And if I don’t know who’s doing it, I might not see them coming.

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But today I came across another clue.

While I was out investigating…

Wait, wait!

I can’t do any investigations without my Detective Dog hat.

Bongo looking cool with his Detective Dog hat on

There, that’s better.

Like I said, while I was out investigating I came across another clue.

I still don’t know who the culprit is, but now I know how he disguises himself.

Because I stepped back to see if I could get a different perspective (Wow! This Detective Dog hat really increases my vocabulary.) on things and I saw something I hadn’t seen before.

Small rainbow near the rock piles

Do you see it?

That culprit is still hanging about.

Look closer. He’s there.

That culprit is the one disguised as a rainbow.

Don’t ever trust a rainbow again – at least not one that hangs around rock piles.

 
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Posted by on February 20, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Little Piles of Rocks

Bongo checking out little rock piles on the groundWhat is going on on my trails?

Yesterday I told you how those boys were turned into piles of rocks.

Now I’m finding little piles of rocks.

What could these be?

Mice?

They’re too small to be bunnies.

Birds maybe?

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I think I’d better get my Detective Dog hat on and investigate this.

Detective Dog

That’s better.

If this keeps up everything that moves will be turned into piles of rocks.

I’d better find out who’s behind this.

Oh look! I’ve found more clues.

Trail cairn with a rock pile on top

That big pile of rocks under the wire is supposed to be there.

That marks the trail so people don’t get lost.

Well, less people get lost anyway.

But look what’s on top of that pile of rocks.

There’s another pile of rocks.

Someone’s trying to be sneaky now and disguise their piles.

They’re hoping no one will notice what they’re up to.

Well, I have noticed!

And I’m going to get to the bottom of this.

I’d better hurry too.

Because if I don’t find the culprit soon enough someone might sneak up behind me…

Bongo dog looking away from the cairn

and turn me into a pile of rocks.

 
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Posted by on February 19, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Where’s the Boys?

High school hang out spotWhat’s this?

Isn’t this the spot on my trails where the boys sometimes hang out?

Hmm.

I don’t see any boys now.

All I see are a bunch of rock piles where the boys usually are.

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Tall piles of rocks

These rock piles are really tall.

Rock piles have been sprouting up here and there on my trails lately – but I’ve never seen any this big.

They must be special rock piles.

But where did those boys go?

Bongo checking behind the rock piles

Are they hiding back here?

Bongo sniffing the bushes behind the rock piles

Maybe they’re hiding in the bushes.

I don’t see those boys anywhere.

I wonder if they hid underground.

I’d better check.

Bongo digging near the rock piles

Oh wait. What’s this?

This is proof.

Those boys are here.

Blue airsoft pellet

It’s an airsoft pellet.

A sure sign that boys are here.

But where are they?

Oh.

Oh no.

I finally figured it out.

I know where they are.

No wonder those rock piles are really tall.

Someone turned those boys into rocks.

Bongo sniffing a rock pile

Yup, it’s them alright.

Who’s going to go tell their mothers?

 
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Posted by on February 18, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Mischief on Me

Bongo looking like he doesn't know what to doToday is Monday Mischief Day and if it was up to me I wouldn’t have a thing to write about today.

After all, I am the perfect dog.

I never get into mischief.

Well, if I do it’s all Scratchy’s fault.

But this weekend my people were totally full of mischief.

They locked me in dog jail and went off hiking without me.

I can’t believe they didn’t take me.

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And they used some excuse about me going over the cliff.

Bongo part way down the cliff

Well yeah, there was water down there that time.

I wanted to get to the creek.

I won’t go down a cliff with no water at the bottom.

But not only would my people not listen to me, now my person is stealing my blog so she can post pictures on it.

And I’m not in a single one of them.

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Talk about rubbing it in.

Monday Mischief Pet Blog Hop

Click here to find more mischievous pets.

 
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Posted by on February 17, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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