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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’s in my Wash?

Bongo next to a dry washWhenever we go out on my trails my person has her camera aimed and ready and she’s always looking for unusual things to take pictures of.

I wish she’d just enjoy the walk – I mean, nobody cares if there are pictures on my blog.

Unless they are pictures of me, of course.

But my person can take pictures of me when we’re at home. She doesn’t need to take her camera on my trails.

But this time my person really found something unusual to take a picture of.

It’s so unusual that I might have to run back home and get my Detective Dog hat to investigate what it might be.

This thing showed up at a spot where flowers often grow in the dry wash on my trails.

Oh yeah, for those of you who were wondering about the dry wash I couldn’t find recently – it showed up again. Funny how those things happen.

At first I thought this strange thing was another flower growing where the other flowers had been.

Morning glory beginning to open

But then when I looked at it closer I realized it wasn’t a flower at all.

I think it’s some kind of toy.

flower shaped like a pinwheel

It’s a pinwheel!

 
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Posted by on September 19, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Half a Walk

Profile of Bongo on the trailSometimes I just can’t figure people out. They just don’t make any sense.

I started taking my person for a walk and we had hardly gotten out on my trails when she said, “We have to go back.”

What gives? We never go on this short of a walk. If she’s in this much of a hurry she just lets me out in the back yard.

My person said something about frozen food she left in the trunk.

I don’t know what she’s worried about. That food will still be in the trunk when we get back from our walk.

And if it stops being frozen and she doesn’t want it any more, I’ll eat it.

That food’s not going to go to waste.

As long as it’s not frozen olives in the trunk, that is. I won’t eat those in any way, shape, or form.

But I’ll eat all the other not frozen food.

So don’t worry person. We can go on our walk, and I’ll take care of the food when we get back home.

Well, my person wouldn’t go for it and we had to go back.

She got all the food out of the trunk and put it away – and then she said since we’d already had part of a walk and she had to be somewhere soon, we could only go on half a walk.

You should have left that food up to me, person.

I was really getting frustrated with my person until we got back from our half a walk.

Not only had she gone to the frozen food store, she’d gotten me something special at the pet store.

Bongo chewing on something

She got me an antler.

Bongo chewing on an antler

I needed one of those.

Maybe we should go on half a walk more often.

 
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Posted by on September 18, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Camera Computer

Bongo sitting in front of a futonMy person got me a great big computer to write my blog on.

I guess I’d better take back all the complaining I’ve been doing about her lately.

Like about that camera she got. The one that she takes out for walks and leaves me home alone.

But at least she got me a computer.

So now she can take her new camera for walks.

I’ll stay at home and write about all my adventures.

Wait a minute.

How can I have any new adventures if I’m staying at home all the time?

I mean, sometimes things happen at home, but they usually happen somewhere else.

This is bad. This is really bad.

Hey person, you’ve got to leave your camera at home and take me instead.

What good is my new computer if I’ve got no adventures to write about?

What?

What do you mean, it’s not my computer?

It’s in my house, isn’t it?

And I’m the one with the blog, aren’t I?

You got the computer for your new camera?

I don’t believe it!

You take the camera on walks instead of me, and now you got the camera its own computer.

What kind of a camera is this anyway? It doesn’t even have its own blog.

What would it need a computer for?

I’m going to have to do something about this.

Maybe I can go incognito and hide out in the computer.

Then when that camera comes to use it…

A picture of Bongo wearing sunglasses on a computer desktop

I’ll be ready to give the camera what for, and it won’t suspect a thing.

 
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Posted by on September 17, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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A Walk in the Dark

Bongo in the darkYou can’t see this picture of me very well, can you?

Well, here’s what happened.

All weekend my person kept ignoring me.

I mean, she was hardly ever home.

And it seemed like either my person was gone, or there was thunder – or both – the whole weekend.

And I didn’t get a walk.

All day Saturday – no walk.

All day Sunday – no walk.

I’m going to turn into a fat, lazy dog if I don’t get my walks.

And what about my person?

If I don’t take her for walks and she doesn’t get her exercise she’s really going to be in trouble.

I wouldn’t even want to think about what’s going to happen. It would be ugly.

Finally on Sunday, my person came home when it was almost dark.

But at least she got my leash so I could take her out.

And when we got outside my neighbor dogs were out too. It was like a dog party. Woo woo!

Oops, now it’s really starting to get dark.

Come on person, we’ve got to go. I wouldn’t want you missing your walk.

And you know what the best thing is about walking in the dark?

My person can’t stop to take any pictures.

Bongo in the dark

 
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Posted by on September 16, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Nap or Food

Christ with Martha and Maria

Christ with Martha and Maria (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hey person, you know that guy the robbers beat up in last week’s story? That one the Samaritan helped?

I think he’s better now so maybe he and the Samaritan can help me go after those robbers. I still want to give them what for.

You’ve got another story? Can you wait until I get back from giving those robbers what for?

Okay, I’ll listen first.

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As Jesus and his disciples were on their way Jesus came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to Him.

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Does Martha have extra room in her house? I want to go there too.

By the way, where is there?

Bethany? That’s not anywhere near here is it?

It’s near Jerusalem? Where’s that?

Yes, I’ll listen.

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Martha had a sister named Mary, who sat at Jesus’ feet listening to what He said.

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That’s where I’d be too.

Taking a nice nap.

I am too listening.

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But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to Jesus and asked, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!”

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Hey Martha, I’m trying to take a nap here. Can you be quiet?

Okay, I’ll be quiet and listen.

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“Martha, Martha,” Jesus answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.

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Hey, wait a minute. What do I smell coming from the kitchen? I think I’ll follow Martha in and see. She might have made a pretty good choice too. Food!!!

And if Jesus doesn’t want to eat any of it, I’ll help Martha finish it off.

 
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Posted by on September 15, 2013 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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Mystery Toys

Bongo with his new toysWhere did I get these new toys?

Come on person, you don’t need to know everything.

I should be allowed to have some secrets.

Okay, if you insist.

Since you left me for the day I took your credit card and went to the pet store and bought these.

What do you mean, you don’t believe me? It makes perfectly good sense to me.

I had to do something to teach you not to leave me alone all day.

Okay then, here’s what happened.

While you were gone I went out in the yard and started digging.

I found these toys buried in the ground.

What!? You still don’t believe me?

You want the truth?

If I tell you, you have to promise not to get mad.

And you have to take my new ball and play catch with me.

Here’s what really happened.

While you were gone my neighbor dog Toby came over and brought me these toys.

And that’s the truth.

You’ve got to play catch now.

Bongo running with his new ball in his mouth

This is great fun! I love this new ball.

You should have gotten me one of these a long time ago person.

Bongo with a blue ball in his mouth

I could play this game all day.

Bongo presenting the ball

Throw it for me again!

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Posted by on September 14, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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And Then There Was One

Bongo looking cool with his Detective Dog hat onI’ve got a real mystery on my hands – or maybe two or three – so on with my Detective Dog hat it is.

I’ve got to get to work.

Here’s what happened.

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A couple days ago I went out on my trails and I found seven little lights.

Seven electric tea lights on a post

I’ve never seen lights like these on my trails before.

I guess someone wanted to see in the dark – but why would they leave these lights here during the day?

So I started checking for clues.

Bongo sniffing around the post

No unusual smells here.

Maybe this way.

Bongo next to the post looking the other way

I came up with nothing so I decided to continue on down my trail.

And then I found another one.

Bongo sniffing an electric tea light on the ground

Just sitting on the ground.

This is getting really strange.

I continued on my walk, sniffing as I went, but I didn’t find any more of those lights.

But the next day when I went out on my trails…

Five flicker lights on a post

there were only five lights left.

And one still on the ground.

Now I’ve got a second mystery.

Not only did somebody leave these lights, but somebody is taking them away.

What’s a Detective Dog to do? Two mysteries at the same time.

I continued sniffing and then went back home – exhausted from brain drain over the two mysteries.

I went out again on my trails today, wearing my Detective Dog hat.

And mystery of all mysteries on my trails…

One flicker light on a post

I only found one light left.

I hope I get this mystery solved before all the lights go out.

 
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Posted by on September 13, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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The Swimming Hole

Bongo in a swimming holeI found it! I found it!

No, I didn’t find that. I’m still looking for the dry wash on my trails and it hasn’t shown up anywhere.

But I found a swimming hole. Where the dry wash used to be.

I’ve never found a swimming hole on my trails before.

And now I can do one of my favorite things to do.

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Bongo splashing the water

Splashing the water into the air and catching it in my mouth.

Person, they can’t tell what I’m doing in a picture.

Why didn’t you take a video? I’ve always wanted to be in the movies.

But there’s one problem with this swimming hole.

Bongo in a swimming hole that's too small to swim in

I can’t swim in my swimming hole.

It’s not big enough.

I guess it’s not enough to ask for a swimming hole.

I have to say what size I want too.

It’s not my fault.

Swimming holes are for swimming in. Doesn’t that mean they’re supposed to be big enough to swim in?

Okay, next time I ask for a swimming hole I’ll ask for one I can actually swim in.

Bongo looking like he doesn't want to get out of the water

What do you mean, I have to get out now?

This might be a too small swimming hole, but it’s still my swimming hole.

I wanna stay.

 
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Posted by on September 12, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Ode to a Mushroom

Bongo following a stream after a rainMushrooms don’t grow much on my trails.

They need the right combination of warmth and water, and that doesn’t happen very often.

So far I’ve found one big mushroom on my street and a few little ones on my trails.

Then finally, it showed up.

It really came.

One big trail mushroom. Only one.

That poor mushroom had a very short life so I thought I’d write something special for it.

I call it…

Ode to a Mushroom

Popping out of the ground like a puffy marshmallow

Puffy mushroom on a stem

Creating a cover like a china hat

Mushroom shaped like a china hat

Dropping over dead.

Upside down mushroom

Wasn’t that great?

Do you think I’ll be the next poet laureate?

P.S. I didn’t kill that mushroom. Really I didn’t.

 
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Posted by on September 11, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Rain Changes

Bongo on the trail - cloud covered rocks in the distanceIt rained and rained today.

I thought I was going to have to take my person for a rain walk.

But finally things cleared up – or at least the rain stopped falling.

So off we went.

But something had happened on my trails.

The clouds had stolen some of my rocks.

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Clouds over Thunder Mountain

Yikes! There goes another one.

I’d better go chase those clouds away before they steal all my rocks.

Cloud covered rocks

I had to give up on those clouds because I couldn’t convince my person to follow me – and she wouldn’t let go of my leash.

Sometimes it’s a real burden taking a person for a walk.

Some of my rocks had disappeared – but then I found some new things on my trails that hadn’t been there before.

Small purple flowers

These flowers weren’t here before.

Bongo looking at water in the wash

Neither was this swimming hole.

Yipee! I love swimming.

Hey, wait a minute. This hole’s not deep enough.

Maybe I can dig it deeper.

Bongo digging in a small pool of water

Maybe not.

Guess I’ll head back home.

Hey person, I think we might be lost.

Bongo in a wash containing a small stream of water

I’ve been looking all over the place and I can’t find the dry wash that we always walk through.

 
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Posted by on September 10, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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