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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.

The Great Escape

11 Feb

Since I moved to my forever home I’ve been finding some great ways to escape. I shared a couple of those with you last week. Unfortunately, my person caught on to my tricks and I wasn’t able to use them anymore.

Then I came upon the ultimate escape trick – and it all happened by accident. If we’ve been friends for awhile you probably know that I am deathly afraid of thunder. Well, one day some of my person’s family were here visiting and they left me in the backyard – and it started to thunder.

I wanted to get far away from that thunder but I was stuck in the yard. I was desperate and willing to try anything. So I gave a run for, and I jumped. I was able to grab on to the top of the fence and pull myself over. I was free!

And since I knew I could do that now I started doing it sometimes just for fun. If I got bored, I jumped. Even a couple times when I was hanging out in the yard with my person. She was just sitting around, pulling out all my treats weeds. So I decided to give her some exercise – and over I went.

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Person, I don’t want to tell them that?

What do you mean you won’t type this up for me if I don’t?

Okay. One time when I jumped the fence my person caught me before I got over, but all she could get hold of was my back leg. And I couldn’t pull myself over the fence because she was holding on to my leg. So we were in limbo. No way was I going to get off the fence and let my person win, and she wouldn’t let go of my leg. But I made one mistake in my calculations. I jumped onto the part of the fence that opens.

My person opened that gate, got in front of me, and pushed me backwards. No fair!

But there are no pictures of this so my person can’t prove it’s true.

Now my person won’t let me stay in the yard by myself, and if it’s thundering she won’t even let me outside without a leash on.

I’ve got to come up with a new escape plan.

Any ideas, anybody?

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

Tags: escape, fence, jumping the fence, Pets

The Nobleman’s Son

10 Feb

Jesus Christ in Capernaum (study) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Jesus went back to where? To Cana? Isn’t that where he turned that water into wine?

Oh no, I’m feeling tipsy already. Can’t Jesus just make some fish juice for me?

Yes, I’ll listen. As soon as you start telling the story.

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There was a nobleman whose son lay sick and near death in Capernaum. When he heard that Jesus had returned to Galilee from Judea he went and begged Jesus to come and heal his son.

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Did that nobleman bring a fancy car for Jesus to ride in? Or maybe an airplane?

Oh yeah, I remember you told me they didn’t have cars then. You mean they didn’t have airplanes either?

Yes, I’ll listen.

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Jesus said to the man, “Unless you people see miraculous signs and wonders you will never believe.”

The nobleman asked Jesus to come before his son died.

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How long would it take Jesus to walk there?

It was about twenty miles? That’s a long ways. I sure hope that man’s son hangs on. They really should have had an airplane.

I am listening.

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Jesus told the man that he could go and his son would live. The man took Jesus at his word and left.

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That man was pretty trusting. How could Jesus know what would happen twenty miles away?

I’ll listen. Just keep telling the story.

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While the man was still on his way home his servants met him and told him his son was living. When the nobleman asked what time his son got better he learned that it was at the same time that Jesus had said to him, “Your son will live.” So the nobleman and his entire household believed in Jesus.

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So if Jesus is performing miracles for all these people do you think he will do one for me? I’m still waiting for some fish.

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Posted by Bongo on February 10, 2013 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

Tags: Bible, Cana, Capernaum, Christianity, dogs, faith, Galilee, Jesus, Pets, Religion and Spirituality

Out the Front Door

09 Feb

After those extra fence posts that I told you about yesterday were put up in my yard, I had to find another way to escape.

This time I made my move right out the front door. But I couldn’t do this just any old time. Front doors are hard and not possible for a dog to bust down. Even Super Dog can’t do it.

So I have to wait until my person opens the door.

When my person is walking out the door and I’m in the house her back is to me, and she doesn’t have a clue what I’m up to.

So now’s my chance. Quick, run right past her and out the door as fast as I can and out of her reach.

Then comes the fun part.

I have to stay just far enough away from my person so she can’t catch me. Twenty feet is usually good.

Then when my person starts getting close I move another twenty feet away.

Most of the time I let her catch me after we’ve gone around the block. But I have gone up on my trails and made my person hike after me.

Unfortunately, my person caught on to this trick too. Now she walks out the door backwards so she can keep an eye on me. Maybe she’ll trip and I can get out anyway.

And she sometimes joins forces with my younger person when he’s around. Especially when there’s thunder and I really want out the door.

Oh the life of a dog. It’s so hard to keep one step ahead of my people. Time to come up with something new.

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Posted by Bongo on February 9, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Door, escape, escape dog, Pets

My First Escape

08 Feb

When my people decided to get a dog they had their back yard fenced in. The neighbors already had fences on two sides of the yard but one of the fences had a big gap at the bottom. Big enough for a dog to get through easily. So my people put in a little fence to cover the gap and fenced in the rest of the yard. Then they came and found me and brought me home.

My people figured it was safe on nice days to leave me outside while they went off and did whatever it was they were going to do. But I didn’t like it one little bit. I just got a home with people to give me loves and toss balls for me to catch – and now they’re leaving me.

I felt caged and alone in that yard. So I did some exploring. And I found out I wasn’t as caged in as I first thought I was.

I found a neighbor to hang out with and she was really nice. But I learned that she was up to no good. Next thing I know, here comes my person driving up the street. My nice neighbor had called my person at work and let her know I had escaped.

It took awhile for my person to discover my trick. I let her think that I could just disappear and reappear on the other side of the fence. But one time I didn’t wait long enough and she caught me in the act.

Busted!

Now there are some extra fence posts in the corner where I was able to squeeze through before.

I keep telling my person they look really ugly there and she should take them down.

But she won’t listen to me.

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

Tags: escape, fence, Pets

Ornament Cat

07 Feb

Yesterday I had so much fun telling you about my first Gotcha Day that I thought I’d tell you some more old stories.

I ended yesterday’s story with the cat ornament that my people kept on top of the kitchen cabinets. That ornament was up there for a long time after my people brought me home. I don’t know much about how long time is, but my person says that ornament was up there for ten months.

It was so long that I forgot about it even being there. My person said it would sometimes come down to eat or do its business, but I never saw it come down.

Then one day that cat got tired of hanging around up there and decided to come down in broad daylight. And it turned out it wasn’t an ornament at all.

I got to meet Scratchy, the cat who lives at my house. I was really excited because now I had someone new to play with.

But Scratchy didn’t want to play with me.

I tried everything.

I even learned about cat claws. They hurt.

Scratchy became the bane of my existence.

And all I wanted to do was play.

Maybe we could put Scratchy back on top of those cabinets and get a more playful floor cat.

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

Tags: Cat, Cats and Dogs, Pets, Scratchy

Happy Gotcha Day to Me!

06 Feb

Today’s my Gotcha Day! I’m so excited!

For any of my friends who don’t know what a gotcha day is, it’s for those of us who don’t know when our real birthdays are. It’s the day our people gave us our forever home.

It seems like a long time ago for me. Seven years. Do you believe it? Last year I posted a poem for my Gotcha Day so this year I thought maybe I should tell you a little bit about what happened.

I was out running and having a great time when someone picked me up and took me to this place with a lot of other dogs and put me in a little tiny caged area. I didn’t like that tiny area at all and every time someone walked by I jumped up and down in order to get their attention. Finally I guess I was at that place long enough or jumped high enough because I got promoted to a bigger caged area. And I had that area to myself. I didn’t have to share it with any other dogs.

People would walk by me and I’d bring them a ball and hope they’d throw it back so I could catch it. One day a lady and a boy came by and I had great fun playing catch with them, but like everyone else that came by they walked away and left me. A few people came by every day, like the ones who fed me and the ones who took me for walks, but lots of people came by once and then I never saw them again. Or even worse, they’d come back and ignore me and take another dog away with them.

So when I saw this lady and boy again the next day I figured they were coming to see some other dog. I couldn’t believe it when someone put a leash on me and handed it to those people. And they put me in their car and took me home with them.

I was kind of scared at first, but eventually I got used to how things were in my new forever home, and I started making a few rules of my own.

But there was one thing I couldn’t figure out for a long time. My new people, my person and younger person, had this cat ornament that they kept on top of the kitchen cabinets. That ornament moved around. Sometimes it was on one cabinet and then it would move to another one. But it never came down; at least that I could see.

Why would anyone want to keep a movable cat ornament on top of a cabinet?

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

Tags: Cat, Cats and Dogs, forever home, Gotcha Day, Pet adoption, Pets, Scratchy

Spraying Stuff On

05 Feb

Sometimes I just can’t figure out people at all. Like today.

You know what my person did? She spent all afternoon spraying stuff on and wiping it back off again. Why would anyone do that? It doesn’t make sense to spray stuff on something if all you’re going to do is wipe it back off.

But that’s not the worst of it. All this time that my person was spraying stuff she could have been taking me for a walk. But she didn’t.

Then when she finally decided we could go she picked the time that it started to rain. It hadn’t been raining all day, but as soon as we walked out the door the raindrops began.

I tried to tell my person I didn’t want to walk in the rain, but she wouldn’t listen to me. Every time I tried to go back she tugged on my leash and I was forced to go on. I really need to get my person trained better. I’m supposed to be taking her for a walk – not the other way around.

Since my person wasn’t going for the direct approach I figured I’d try something a little more subtle. I hinted that we could go another direction. If that worked I figured I could keep circling until we were headed back home. She wouldn’t go for it.

But you know what the worst part was? When we finally got back home it stopped raining. I know my person did this to me on purpose. How else do you explain the fact that the only time it rained all day was when we were outside in it, and she was the one that picked the time?

I think she and the person with the spray bottles in the sky were having a concert.

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Posted by Bongo on February 5, 2013 in Bongo

No Self-Respecting Dog

04 Feb

A couple days ago strange things were happening on my trails. Squishy mud stayed around after the sun should have chased it all away. I picked up a lot of clues but I wasn’t able to get to the bottom of the investigation.

So I headed back out to look for more clues. And while I was investigating I found evidence of something else.

Somebody had dropped something right in the middle of my trail. No self-respecting dog would do this, and it’s a good thing you can’t see it very well in the picture because it’s not a pretty sight.

It’s full of juniper berries! Who would eat juniper berries? We get these things all over my yard and they don’t even smell good.

Fortunately there was another clue to help me out. The smell.

I always suspected, but now I know for sure. Coyotes are not self-respecting dogs. If I ever find the coyote who did this, I’m going to give him what for for sure.

I might have to post a guard out on my trails to make sure those coyotes don’t mess them up again.

But there’s one more thing I’ve got to check first.

I’ve got to make sure they’re not drinking any water out of my puddles.

Nope, it’s all here. And it better stay here too.

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

Tags: Coyote, coyote scat, Juniper berry, Pets, Puddle, Trail

Living Water

03 Feb

The Water of Life Discourse between Jesus and the Samaritan woman at the well, by Giacomo Franceschini, 17-18th century (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hey person, Jesus isn’t going to make any more wine is he? I think I got a hangover from that last story you told me, when he turned water into wine.

Oh, good. Only water in this story, huh? I drink lots of water, so that’s good. Unless maybe, Jesus wants to make me some fish juice.

Okay, I’ll listen to the story.

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Jesus decided to leave Judea, where he’d been hanging out for awhile, and go back to Galilee.

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Is that a long way? How did he get there? Did he have a fancy car?

Jesus walked? What do you mean they didn’t have cars then? I thought they always had cars.

I’m listening. I just wanted to know.

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Jesus had to go through Samaria to get where he was going. The Jews hated the Samaritans so much that most of them would travel the extra distance around Samaria rather than go through it.

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Jesus must have been in a hurry.

Yes, I’ll listen.

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Jesus came to a town called Sychar in Samaria to the place where Jacob’s well was. His disciples went into town to buy food. Jesus, who was tired from the journey, sat down by the well.

A Samaritan woman came to the well to draw water and Jesus asked her if she’d give him a drink. The woman was surprised that Jesus, a Jewish man, would talk to her, a Samaritan and a woman.

And Jesus said to her, “If you knew the gift of God and who it is that asks you for a drink, you would have asked him and he would have given you living water.”

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Living water? That sounds good. I want some of that.

I am listening. But could you fill my water bowl with living water next time?

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The woman couldn’t figure out where Jesus could get any kind of water because he had nothing to draw water out of the well with.

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I could jump in and get that water. Oops, I forgot. I’d be stuck in the well, wouldn’t I?

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Jesus told the woman that everyone who drinks from the well will be thirsty again, but those who drink from the water Jesus gives them will never thirst. The water from Jesus will become a spring of water welling up to eternal life.

Of course the woman wanted some of that water so she wouldn’t have to come drawing water from the well every day.

So Jesus told her to get her husband and come back, but when the woman said she had no husband Jesus said she was right. He said she’d had five husbands but the man she was with now wasn’t her husband.

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That woman was busy. I’ve only had two girlfriends.

Can’t I make a comment sometimes?

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The woman realized Jesus was a prophet when he knew all about her and she asked him some questions and then said that when the Messiah comes he will explain everything.

Jesus said, “I who speak to you am he.”

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Jesus is the Messiah? I thought he was just someone who made fish and wine.

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The woman left her water jar right there and ran back to town to tell everybody about Jesus. Many believed in him because of the woman’s testimony, but after they’d talked Jesus into staying two days with them many believed because of Jesus’ words.

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Hey person, Jesus words are good, but do you think he’ll throw in some fish with that living water?

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

Tags: Bible, Christianity, dogs, faith, Jesus, Messiah, Pets, Samaria, Samaritan woman at the well

Shadows and Squishy Mud

02 Feb

Something strange is happening on my trails today. Some things just don’t go together.

One of those things is shadows. Shadows show up when the sun is out. We have a lot of sunny days here so I’m used to seeing shadows.

The other thing is squishy mud. We don’t have squishy mud as often as we have shadows. It either has to rain a lot, or snow enough to turn everything good and white – and then melt.

These two things don’t show up on my trails at the same time. If we have shadows it’s not raining and right now there’s no snow anywhere in sight.

But they’re here. Both of them. I think I’d better investigate.

Hmmm. This is interesting. A lot of people walked on my trails when I wasn’t around. Maybe I’d better hang out more often. I’m missing out on a lot of loves.

And what’s this? It looks like it was made by one of those bike things. I guess somebody forgot to leave it at that rack thingy. The one I use as a message post. I could have left a really good message on that bike.