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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.

I Am Not Weird

Bongo by a bushI am not weird. What do you mean I’m weird?

What do you mean, I don’t do that? You mean I’m weird if I don’t do what other dogs do?

I bet most of my blogging dog buddies don’t do that either.

What do you mean they don’t do that because they don’t get a chance?

Don’t those things cross everyone’s path – in the summer at least?

They’re constantly flitting around on my trails.

If I chased every one of them that I saw I’d be totally worn out.

And besides you’d be yanking on my leash when you didn’t want to follow me through the bushes.

You think I should have chased those two that ran right under my nose today? Just because other dogs would have done it?

You’d better be glad I am weird then, or I’d be yanking your arm right out of its socket when I took off. They run fast.

Look, there goes one now.

Lizard on a rock

Do you want me to chase it?

I’m not weird. I don’t bother the ones on my trails because I figure that’s where they belong.

But watch out if they come in my yard.

When I find one of those yard lizards…

Lizard on a tree trunk

I’m chasing it up a tree.

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

 

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Broken Branches

Bongo sniffing around a damaged treeWhat is going on here? There are broken branches all over the ground.

We haven’t had any storms around here lately. None of that nasty thunder and lightning and not even any rain or hail. Maybe some wind, but not enough to knock all these branches down.

I’d better get my Detective Dog hat on and check this out.

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Bongo looking cool with his Detective Dog hat on

That’s better. Now I can check for clues.

Bongo sniffing around damaged tree

Wait a minute! Look at that tree that’s surrounded by all these loose branches. Somebody has hacked it all up.

I wonder if somebody else brought all these branches here to try and repair the tree.

If that’s what happened they left before they finished.

Now I have even more mysteries.

What to do? What to do?

Guess I’d better look for more clues.

Bongo sniffing for clues

Hey, I think I just saw a hawk fly by.

Maybe the hawk brought all those branches here and it flew away to look for more.

Or maybe little mice brought the branches and the hawk chased them off.

It would probably take a lot of little mice to carry each one of those branches.

I bet that would look pretty cool – seeing all those little mice work together.

Maybe if I hang out here for awhile the hawk won’t come back and the little mice will get brave and come out again.

I think I’ve solved another mystery.

Oh, wait! I’ve got two mysteries. I know that little mice brought the branches, but who hacked that tree up in the first place.

Maybe the little mice know. I think I’ll just wait here and ask them.

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

 

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A Prophet in His Hometown

GregOlsonWhat do you mean, you’re going to tell me a short story? I can stretch out a story for a long time. There’s no such thing as a short Bible story for me.

I’m going to ask lots of questions, so don’t think I’m not listening when you tell me the story.

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Jesus went to his hometown of Nazareth and his disciples went with him.

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Was Jesus going to a big family reunion?

Of course I’m listening. I told you I was going to ask lots of questions.

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When the Sabbath came…

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What’s the Sabbath? I’ll listen if you tell me.

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The Sabbath is a day to rest and to worship God. So when the Sabbath came Jesus began to teach in the synagogue and many who heard Him were amazed.

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I would be amazed if I heard Jesus too.

What do you mean, that’s not a question?

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The people couldn’t figure out how Jesus got such wisdom and could even perform miracles. After all, they knew Him when he was growing up.

The people said, “Isn’t this the carpenter? Isn’t this Mary’s son and the brother of James, Joseph, Judas, and Simon? Aren’t His sister’s here with us?” And…

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It sounds like Jesus was having a big family reunion. He had a big family.

I shouldn’t always have to ask a question. I asked one last time.

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the people of Nazareth took offense at Jesus.

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That wasn’t very nice of them.

I am too listening.

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Jesus said to the people, “Only in his hometown, among his relatives and in his own house is a prophet without honor.”

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That’s why I don’t get any respect around here.

Do you know what those cats did?

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Jesus couldn’t do any miracles in Nazareth, except lay hands on a few sick people and heal them, because of their lack of faith.

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So you mean that even Jesus can’t do miracles if the people don’t have faith?

I have faith. I have faith that Jesus can make some fish appear for me.

Wait, you mean that’s the end of the story?

Can I ask another question?

 
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Posted by on June 9, 2013 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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Who Lost a Leash?

Bongo sniffing a leash on a cairnI find strange things on my trails fairly often, but today I found one of the strangest. I found a leash, with nobody attached, just hanging around by itself.

Time to get on my Detective Dog hat and start looking for clues.

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Detective Dog

Hmmm. I’m picking up some scents, but I’m not sure what it all means.

Bongo sniffing around the found leash

Hey wait a minute. One of the scents on here is mine – from yesterday.

So much for solving this mystery by the smells around here.

What could it all mean?

Somewhere on my trails there is a dog running around without a leash.

And there is also a person on my trails who is not attached to a leash.

This could be really bad.

I’d better go look for that person and that dog. They might be lost from each other.

Maybe I could be a hero and reunite them.

Wait a minute. What’s this?

Bongo sniffing a strap on a branch

Another leash?

What is this, National Lose Your Leash Day?

Maybe I can find some clues around this one.

Strap Clues

Hmmm. I think this might be some kind of conspiracy.

Somebody might be trying to keep Detective Dog busy so they can pull some heist somewhere else.

They’re not going to succeed though, because I found out something that they don’t know.

This second thing isn’t a leash at all.

It’s a strap with clips on it so people can attach their stuff.

So when those people pull that heist, they’re going to discover that their strap is missing.

And they’ll have no way to carry all the stuff they stole.

I’d better go now and find out where they dropped all that stuff.

Maybe they dropped some treats.

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

 

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What’s that Smell?

Bongo in front of a Brownfoot plantI don’t get it! I just don’t get it.

People are so strange sometimes.

One of the best things on my walks are the great smells I find. I look forward to checking my messages and finding out what my dog buddies are up to.

But my person is so impatient. She’s always yanking on my leash and making me leave a great smell before I’ve finished with it.

I don’t know how many times she’s done that.

It’s so frustrating!

But I put up with it because I’m such a good dog. If my person wants to walk instead of sniff stuff, I can go along with it – as long as I at least get a little sniffing in.

But here’s the funny part.

We walked past this bush.

Brownfoot plant

It didn’t have any kind of special smells on it – no messages from my friends or anything.

So I walked on by.

And you know what happened?

My person stopped and she wanted to smell this thing.

Brownfoot flower

She’s never stopped to smell anything ever before.

Why now? Why these flowers?

I’m going to have to give my person some lessons in what to smell.

Brownfoot flower

I think she’s really confused.

And if she doesn’t get it…

Bongo in front of a brownfoot plant

I might have to yank on the leash and pull her down the trail.

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

 

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Searching for Century Plants

Bongo near a century plantMy person and I went out on an extra long walk. A century plant trek.

We started out on the trail where most of the century plants were last year. We figured we’d find lots of them. Well, my person figured. I was just happy for the walk.

We found some century plants.

The old dead ones from last year.

But there were only a couple new century plants on this whole trail, and they weren’t even in full bloom yet.

So we headed back. The trail is a loop so we kept looking for century plants on the way back.

And then we found it.

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Century plants on a hill

Century Plant Hill.

Century plants with sunlit rocks behind

There were lots of century plants on this hill. Last year there were only two.

Century plant against blue sky

Century plant with red rocks behind

Century plant with intense yellow and red colors

close up of century plant blossoms

If you look really close you can even see the bugs flying around the flowers.

Speaking of bugs, they were everywhere. Especially on my person because she doesn’t have lots of hair to protect her like I do. Those little “no see ‘ems” that come out this time of year were all over her arms.

So we headed back home.

Century plant against a cloudy sky

But my person still couldn’t stop taking pictures, even though the bugs were worse around the plants.

I thought maybe if I turned the color off…

Century plant silhouette against a cloudy sky

the bugs would go away. But they didn’t…

Century plant with Coffee Pot Rock in the background

so I turned the color back on again.

Century plants, trees, and Mogollon Rim

One last look at Century Plant Hill and we headed home.

Century plant with bird in a blossom

Come on, person. I said we were heading home. I don’t care if there’s a bird in that plant. You have to look really close to see it.

Well, if you’re going to stop and take pictures of birds, then you’d better show the picture of me…

Bongo and little white and black dog

and the new friend I made on the way to Century Plant Hill.

This part was way more fun than looking for century plants.

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

 

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Posted Under Duress

Gizmo - a gray and white catThis is unfair! This is totally not fair! My person is making me write a blog post about a cat. I’m writing this post totally under duress. I don’t even know what that word means, but I’m under it.

I barely even know this cat. He showed up at my house a couple days ago and every time I try to get to know him I get locked in the bedroom. I’m tired of getting left in the bedroom so I guess I’ll just ignore him for awhile.

But there’s a mystery to this cat. I recognize his smell. His smell has been sticking to some of my friends that visit sometimes. Maybe they got tired of having his smell on them. Oh no, that means his smell is going to be on my people instead.

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Gizmo sleeping on the back of a couch

Hey, how did that picture get here? How come that cat is sleeping there? I’ve never seen him sleeping on the back of the couch. Every time I see him he’s hiding under something, or behind something. How come he won’t come out when I’m around?

You want me to what, person? Tell everybody his name? I don’t even know his name. What is it? Scratchy Two? I sure hope not. That would really be bad.

Oh. His name is Gizmo. How come he’s here? Are my friends – the ones who smell like him – on vacation?

Oh. They had to move and couldn’t find a place that accepts pets? You mean Gizmo might be here for a long time? I’m stuck with two cats?

Gizmo rolling onto his back

Gizmo lying on the floor looking cute

I don’t believe it. Gizmo is even trying to out-cute me.

Hey person, do you know anyone who has to move that has a dog?

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

 

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Outnumbered

Scratchy looking behind the couchScratchy, what are you doing? What’s back there behind that couch?

You’re not hiding something from me back there are you?

How come you’re not saying, Scratchy?

I guess I’d better check this out for myself.

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Gizmo behind the couch

What is that back there behind the couch?

That’s not what I think it is, is it?

Scratchy, what have you been doing?

Did you bring a friend in here?

Scratchy following another cat

This is terrible! What am I going to do? There are two of them now.

Scratchy, please tell me you just invited a friend over for the day.

It’s what? Today is Hug Your Cat Day?

And now I’ve got to hug two cats?

Okay Scratchy, come here. I’ll give you a hug.

Oh.

You don’t want me to hug you and you figured you’re safe now that this other cat is here.

Then he’s leaving as soon as I hug him, right?

Gizmo arched up on the back of a couch

I don’t think he wants a hug.

So what happens if I don’t hug him? He’ll still go away, right?

What!? June is Adopt a Cat Month?

If I don’t hug him, he stays?

I’m outnumbered! This is going to be a terrible month.

What I want to know is – what month is Trade a Cat for a Dog Month?

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

 

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Not Me

Bongo near a messy bedHey person, you forgot to make your bed this morning. You’d better make it. It looks pretty messy.

What in the world are you talking about?

You’re trying to blame me because you didn’t make your bed?

I’m not even allowed on your bed. My bed’s down on the floor next to yours. I might mess my bed up, but I would never mess yours up.

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An unmade bed

I don’t know why there’s a pillow and a blanket right where you sleep. Maybe you slept on top of them.

How would you know if you slept on them or not? You were asleep.

Well, if you didn’t mess up your bed like that then it must have been Scratchy. You let him sleep on the bed.

How come you let Scratchy sleep on the bed and not me?

Scratchy on bed with Bongo below

That is totally unfair. You’re showing favoritism to cats.

That’s what you get for it. Scratchy got on your bed while you were gone and totally messed it up.

I wasn’t going to tell, but he’s just gone too far this time.

What do you mean, you don’t believe me? Of course Scratchy did it.

Bongo looking innocent in front of the messy bed

Look into my eyes, person. I did not mess up that bed.

That bed is not even messed up. What you see is a perfectly well made bed.

You will get into bed like normal tonight, without noticing anything awry.

What?

What do you mean, this isn’t working?

I didn’t do it. Really.

Monday Mischief Pet Blog Hop

Click here to find more mischievous pets.

 
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Posted by on June 3, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Miracle within a Miracle

English: Raising of Jairus' Daughter by Wassil...

English: Raising of Jairus’ Daughter by Wassilij Dimitriewitsch Polenow. Stamp of Russia, 2000, a commemorative issue for 2000th Anniversary of the Birth of Jesus Русский: 2000-летие Рождества Христова. Почтовая марка России 2000 года (серия из 4 марок и одного блока). Изображена картина Поленова «Воскрешение дочери Иаира» (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Jesus sure has been busy. He calmed a storm and sent a bunch of demons out of a man into a herd of pigs all in one day. I bet he’s going to go home and take a nap now.

What, no nap?

Oh yeah, I forgot. He already took a nap. In the boat while that storm was going on.

So what’s Jesus gonna do now?

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Jesus went by boat back to the other side of the lake, to Capernaum. When he returned a large crowd welcomed him.

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I bet that crowd was worried about the pigs that jumped into the water.

What? They didn’t care about those pigs? All that bacon?

Jesus’ people didn’t eat pigs? Well, at least they ate fish.

Yes, I’m listening.

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While Jesus was by the lake a synagogue ruler named Jairus came and fell at Jesus’ feet. Jairus told Jesus that his little daughter was dying and he pleaded with Jesus to come heal her. So Jesus went with Jairus.

A large crowd followed Jesus and pressed around him, and a woman who had been bleeding for twelve years and had spent all her money on doctors who couldn’t heal her, came up behind Jesus and touched his cloak. She thought, “If I just touch his clothes, I will be healed.”

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Does Jesus have magic clothes, too?

Okay, I’ll listen.

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The woman’s bleeding stopped when she touched Jesus’ cloak and Jesus realized that power had gone out from him. He turned around and asked, “Who touched my clothes?”

The disciples told Jesus that the crowd was all around him, but Jesus kept looking around.

And the woman came and fell at his feet, and trembling with fear, she told him the truth.

Jesus said to her,”Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace.”

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So if I have faith that I will get fish, will I get some?

I am listening.

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While Jesus was still speaking some men came from Jairus’ house and told him his daughter was dead and he didn’t need to bother Jesus any more.

But Jesus said, “Don’t be afraid; just believe.”

Jesus would only let Peter, James, and John follow him and when they got to the house people were crying and wailing loudly.

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I bet Jesus would have let me come too. I can wail really well.

I’m listening.

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Jesus told them to stop wailing and said, “The child is not dead but asleep.”

All the people there laughed at him.

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I bet if Jesus gave them some fish they’d stop laughing.

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Jesus took the child’s father and mother and the three disciples with him to where the little girl was. He took her by the hand and said, “My child, get up!”

The little girl immediately stood up and Jesus gave orders not to let anyone know about this and told them to give her something to eat.

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I bet that little girl isn’t very hungry yet. She’ll probably share some of her food with me.

 
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Posted by on June 2, 2013 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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