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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.

What Good is Busy?

Bongo and Julie playing on the trailBusy, busy, busy.

Most of the time I don’t like that word – especially when my person says it.

When she says that word she usually leaves the house and leaves me home alone. Well, with Scratchy but he doesn’t count.

If she does stay home with that word she ignores me and won’t play.

And today she said it was one of those busy days.

Yuck!

Two meetings and a wedding and a class. She could have taken me along, but no she didn’t.

But today something good came out of busy.

This time of year we rarely go for walks in the morning – we usually wait until later in the afternoon.

But all of my person’s busies were later in the day so I had to take her for a walk in the morning.

We haven’t been on a morning walk since it was hot last summer, but someone I know goes on morning walks – and I haven’t seen her since last summer.

But I saw her today.

My girlfriend Julie!

And something else happened too.

My person has never unhooked my leash while we’re on my trails.

But she did today.

I guess she didn’t want me and Julie to tangle her up.

Bongo and Julie playing

 
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Posted by on November 8, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Sand Pile

Bongo near a sand pileCheck this out. Someone made me a sand pile.

I really don’t know what to do with it though.

Cats like sand piles. Maybe I should take it home to Scratchy.

Maybe he’d bury his claws in this sand and I’d never see them again.

Come on, person. Help me pick up this sand pile. We’ve got to take it home for Scratchy.

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What do you mean, you won’t help me with it?

Well in that case…

Bongo's shadow over the sand pile

Maybe I can cover up this sand pile with my shadow.

I wouldn’t want any other cats finding it and stealing it.

But maybe I should figure out who made this sand pile in the first place.

Bongo sniffing near the sand pile

Hmm. Not much here.

There’s nothing that’s even worth smelling.

Bongo sniffing sand not near the sand pile

Yup, this smells better over here.

I think I’ll just check stuff out over here for awhile. Maybe a cat will show up and make that sand pile smell better.

Hey person, do you think we could go get Scratchy and bring him out to the sand pile?

 
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Posted by on November 7, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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What Color are my Berries?

Juniper berriesThe berries on the juniper trees at my house are blue – well, this year they’re more like a chalky white.

And there are blue chalky white berries on some of the trees on my trails too.

But the berries on some of the trees on my trails are different.

I’ve been trying to figure it out.

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Bongo sniffing the ground under a juniper tree

It must be something in the soil.

It doesn’t smell any different.

Maybe the dirt here is redder than the dirt at my house.

Juniper tree with pink berries

Yup, it looks really red around here.

Well, I thought I figured it out, but I still don’t think it makes sense.

Red, pink – they’re not the same, are they?

Maybe somebody can help me make sense out of this.

Or maybe I need to go home and get my Detective Dog hat.

Detective Dog

I just hope somebody doesn’t pick all those berries before I figure this out, or I might really be up a creek.

Did I just say creek? Maybe I should just go swimming.

Woo woo! Last one in is a rotten e…

Wait a minute! There’s no creek here, and I’ve still got a mystery to solve.

Pink juniper berries

Yup, they’re pink alright.

So now I guess what I’ve got to figure out is –

Who took the time to paint all those berries?

 
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Posted by on November 6, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Scratchy’s What For

Bongo in kennel with the door openYesterday was too embarrassing. Scratchy was harassing me while I was locked in dog jail and I couldn’t get out.

Well today is a bit different because the door is open.

You’d better be running Scratchy because here I come.

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I don’t believe it!

Scratchy is sitting there waiting for me.

Scratchy on the arm of a futon

I’m giving you what for for sure Scratchy.

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Don’t think you’re safe on that counter. You know I can reach your food when it’s up there.

I’m on you now.

Bongo's paws on counter - Scratchy on top

Just a minute.

Don’t move Scratchy.

Before I give you what for I’ve got to pose for the camera.

 
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Posted by on November 5, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Cat Mischief

Scratchy looking at Bongo in his kennelThis is Scratchy here.

Bongo won’t be on his blog for awhile. He’s simply not available.

I’m giving him payback for locking me in that dog cage – so now he’s in it.

I think I like this. It makes me feel really powerful.

I have the ability to keep Bongo locked up – or not.

And I don’t have to worry about my food being eaten when I’m not looking.

Or my litter box being invaded.

Or being chased around the house when Bongo thinks he wants to play.

No, this is really nice.

I think I’ll keep him in this cage for a long, long time.

If he gets thirsty I’ll put a little water on my paw and splash it on him.

And if he gets hungry – well, never mind. Bongo’s food doesn’t taste half bad. I think I’ll eat it all myself.

Bongo, you can just stay in dog jail for awhile. You deserve it.

I think I’ll  wander off and clean myself somewhere. Have fun Bongo.

Bongo looking at Scratchy from inside his kennel

Bongo:  Scratchy, when I get out of here I’m giving you what for for sure.

Scratchy: You won’t be out of there for a long time Bongo.

Oops, here comes our person. I’ll be hiding under the bed.

Monday Mischief Pet Blog Hop

Click here to find more mischievous pets.

 
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Posted by on November 4, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Not His Sheep

sheepHey person, I’ve been really good all week. I didn’t dig up any seeds, but no trees have grown for me to leave messages on.

Maybe some other dog dug up that mustard seed that Jesus planted when I wasn’t looking.

You’ve got a new story to tell me?

But I’m still waiting for that mustard seed to grow.

Okay, I’ll listen.

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The Feast of Dedication at Jerusalem had come and Jesus was in the temple area walking in Solomon’s Colonnade. The Jews gathered around him, saying, “How long will you keep us in suspense? If you are the Christ, tell us plainly.”

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They could have just read the Bible to find out.

I am listening.

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Jesus answered, “I did tell you, but you do not believe. The miracles I do in my Father’s name speak for me, but you do not believe because you are not my sheep.”

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Jesus has sheep? I didn’t know He was a shepherd. I thought He was a carpenter.

I’m listening, but I just want to know where the sheep come in.

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Jesus continued, “My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one can snatch them out of my hand. My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all; no one can snatch them out of my Father’s hand. I and the Father are one.”

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Okay, so Jesus’ Father got tired of being a carpenter and became a shepherd and then He gave the sheep to Jesus and went back to being a carpenter. I’m all confused.

What? Jesus had two fathers? I give up.

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The Jews picked up stones to stone Jesus, but Jesus said to them, “I have shown you many great miracles from the Father. For which of these do you stone me?”

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Oh, now I get it. I think. There’s the miracle Father and the carpenter father. But how come Jesus got so lucky to have two fathers?

If I listen will this make sense?

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“We are not stoning you for any of these,” replied the Jews, “but for blasphemy, because you, a mere man, claim to be God.”

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This story is really confusing. First there’s an extra father, and then the Jews want Jesus to tell them something and when He does they want to stone Him.

I don’t think I’d be telling the truth if it meant someone was going to stone me.

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Jesus answered the Jews, “Is it not written in your Law, ‘I have said you are gods’? If he called them ‘gods,’ to whom the word of God came – and the Scripture cannot be broken – what about the one whom the Father set apart as His very own and sent into the world? Why then do you accuse me of blasphemy because I said, ‘I am God’s Son’? Do not believe me unless I do what my Father does. But if I do it, even though you do not believe me, believe the miracles, that you may know and understand that the Father is in me, and I in the Father.”

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That’s too many big words for me. I think I’ll just go chase the sheep.

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Again they tried to seize Jesus, but He escaped their grasp.

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Hey Jesus, wait for me! I think I found one of your sheep.

 
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Posted by on November 3, 2013 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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NaNoWriMo for Dogs

Bongo with pad, pen, and glasses - ready to writeNovember is NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing Month. People work hard all month at writing a novel, and it’s about time us dogs did the same. I’ve been invited by my friend Rocco to take part in a joint novel writing effort. The story starts on Rocco’s site here: http://roccoshouse.com/nanowrimo-officially-starts-today/. I’m writing the second installment and other dogs will add to the story on their blogs. There are still spots available, so if you’d like to join us stop by and let Rocco know.

So here’s the second part of the story:

Running from one end of the yard to the other, I’m becoming frantic. I bark, but nobody hears. What if my owner is calling for help and no one is coming to his assistance?

Another trip around the yard and determination grips me. There is a way out of here!

Without thinking my paws begin tearing into the hard soil near the fence. I stop to shake off snow. Large flakes are blanketing the ground now.

Back to digging, I double my speed. I feel like I’m scraping at rock. I’m getting nowhere. Maybe if I move over here.

This is much better. All I have to do is get this snow out of the way. Ouch! The ground is hard again. Maybe if I get a rhythm going: scrape, scrape, scrape, scrape, ka-chunk. There’s a hole here. Some little creature’s already been digging. Now, to make that hole bigger.

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If you want to find out what happens next check out Haley and Zaphod’s blog. http://kten-haileychronicles.blogspot.com/

 
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Posted by on November 2, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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A Simple Investigation

Bongo sniffing a branch with yellow and green leavesLately my person has been having all the adventures and leaving me in dog jail.

Totally unfair!

I guess she felt sorry for me because she decided to give me something to investigate.

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I didn’t bother to tell her that this investigation wasn’t even worth getting on my Detective Dog hat.

Bongo looking cool with his Detective Dog hat on

As a matter of fact, it wasn’t much of an investigation at all.

But it did allow me some great sniffs, so I’m not complaining.

We saw that two toned bush in the first picture. I swear it was all green the last time we walked by here.

But then we saw something even stranger.

Bongo sniffing behind a sunlit bush

We saw bushes that seemed to glow on their own, almost as if they had lights inside them.

And after those bushes, we saw a tree doing the same thing.

Bongo across the wash from a sunlit tree

But I solved this mystery far too easily.

There’s no electricity on my trails so it has to be something else.

Check this out.

Bongo sniffing below a sunlit tree

This is so obvious I don’t know why my person didn’t figure it out herself.

If I dig right here it will be obvious to everyone.

They buried the batteries right next to the tree.

 
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Posted by on November 1, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Cat in a Cage

Bongo next to the dog crate - Scratchy insideI’ve been totally upset since I found out there was a dog jail in my big package.

But I’ve been thinking about it, and I think I came to a wrong conclusion.

My person was mistaken when she said the package was for me.

It wasn’t for me at all.

It’s not even a dog jail.

It’s a cat cage.

I decided to test my theory out, so I got some cat treats, carefully placed them inside the cage, and lured Scratchy in.

Then I shut the door.

Scratchy in the dog crate

Yup, it’s a cat cage alright.

This is really fun.

Making fun of Scratchy in the cage, I mean.

I was having a great time watching Scratchy in the cage when my person heard something – I’m not sure what – and showed up in the room with us.

Bongo looking guilty - Scratchy in cage

Person, I was only trying to do you a favor.

It’s Halloween.

Aren’t you supposed to lock all the black cats up for safety?

 
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Posted by on October 31, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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The Inside of the Packages

Bongo next to a small packageIt’s been forever. Forever!

Some packages came for me and I’ve been waiting to see what’s inside – but my person wouldn’t let me open them.

It’s been terrible, having to wait.

But finally, she said I could open them.

The big one! I want to open the big one first.

What? I have to open the little one first?

This better be a two for one deal. I get to open both of them.

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Bongo with a new Kong

I don’t believe it! I got a Kong!

This is the best thing ever because treats show up inside Kongs.

I used to have one of these a long time ago but I took it out in the yard and it never came back in.

No going out in the yard for you new Kong. I hope those treats show up inside you soon.

I get to open my other package now? The great big one?

Bongo by a large box

Can I wait for the treats to show up in my Kong first?

Oh, I get it. All the treats for my Kong are in that box. Woo woo!

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Wait a minute!

This isn’t a box full of treats.

It’s a dog jail!

Bongo looking in his new crate

There must be some mistake. This must be for some other dog.

If I get locked in here I can’t steal the cat food.

Or mess up my person’s bed.

Or try to break out of the house during a thunderstorm.

Bongo wanting out of his crate

Let me out of this thing!

Bongo looking sad in dog jail

What am I going to do now? I’m in jail in my own house.

This is going to spoil all my fun.

Hey, wait a minute. I’m not alone in here.

Bongo licking his Kong in his dog jail

I wonder what my Kong did to get locked in jail with me.

And there’s treats inside!

 
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Posted by on October 30, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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