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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.

Trail Sleeper

07 May

Somebody’s been sleeping on my trails. I don’t know who it is, but I was walking along and saw something blue off under a tree. So I immediately had to put on my Detective Dog hat and go check it out. What’s a sleeping bag doing on my trails?

Coyotes and bunnies sleep around here, but people don’t sleep here. Until now, at least. So why would someone sleep here when there are houses so close by. Even I sleep in a house – on a nice comfy bed.

Or if the sleeping bag owner likes camping, then wouldn’t it make sense to go further away from the houses? I don’t get it.

Notice I’m checking this thing out in pointer stance – after all, I am part pointer – and there were some really serious smells clues going on. I barked at that thing – and I don’t bark unless it’s important – hoping some more clues would be released, or someone would crawl out, but no luck.

Since I’m not getting anywhere here, I think I’ll head on down the trail, and keep my eyes open for a sleepwalker. I may have to guide that sleepwalking person back to bed – but not until I’ve done some interrogating and found out the rest of the story.

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Posted by Bongo on May 7, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Detective Dog, Pets, Sleeping bag, Trail

Prison Song

06 May

Paul and Silas with the Jailer – Artist Unknown

Hey person, whatever happened to that Saul guy? You know, the one that Jesus struck blind on the road to Damascus?

Who’s Paul? I’m talking about Saul.

What? They’re the same person? Now I’m confused. How come he has two names?

So most people called him Paul after he met Jesus? Was that because he was like a different person? So what happened to him after that?

He got to go on road trips? I want to go on a road trip. You haven’t taken me anywhere in a long time. Except on my trails, that is.

Where did he go on those road trips? Did he have a really cool car? Maybe he had a 4Runner like ours.

They what!? They didn’t have any cars then? They had to walk everywhere? What’s wrong with them? I don’t want to go on that kind of road trip. So where’d he walk to?

Why would he do that? He walked to different cities to tell people about Jesus and start churches? And it took days to get to some of those places? Boy, he was dedicated. I’m sure glad I don’t have to walk all those places.

Okay, I’m listening.

My person says one of the places Paul went was called Philippi. He and his friends met a slave girl who had a spirit in her that could predict the future. She was making lots of money for her owners, but she kept following Paul and his friends around and bothering them. Finally, in the name of Jesus, Paul commanded that spirit to come out of the girl.

I hope Paul gave that spirit what for when it came out of the girl.

Okay person, I’m listening.

The owners were really mad because now they couldn’t make any money off that girl, so they dragged Paul and his friend Silas to the authorities where they were beaten and put in prison.

Ouch! I bet Paul and Silas were pretty upset.

They what? They prayed and sang hymns? In the prison? At midnight? I don’t get it person. I would be howling.

My person says there was a big earthquake when Paul and Silas were singing and all the prison doors flew open. The jailer thought all the prisoners had escaped and was about to kill himself because he would be executed for letting the prisoners go.

Wow, I wouldn’t want his job.

Paul told the jailer not to kill himself because all the prisoners were still there. Then the jailer asked Paul and Silas what he must do to be saved.

Person, what does he need to be saved from. Was there going to be another earthquake?

I am listening.

Paul and Silas told the jailer, “Believe in the Lord Jesus and you will be saved.”

They told the jailer and his household about Jesus. Then the jailer washed their wounds and he and his family were baptized. He took Paul and Silas to his house and fed them and was filled with joy because he and his family had come to believe in God.

Hey person, if I tell someone about God will I get a midnight meal too?

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Posted by Bongo on May 6, 2012 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

Tags: Bible, Cats and Dogs, Christianity, faith, Jesus, Paul, Pets, Philippi, Silas

My Own Garden

05 May

Strange things keep showing up on my trails. I guess this is the time of year for strange plants. Most of the plants that have been popping up have been around here before. But these plants are new. And they’re right in the middle of my wash.

It looks like somebody planted a garden in my wash. I think I need to put my Detective Dog hat on. Wait, what’s this? There are still seeds around these plants. Hey, person, what kind of seeds are these?

Sunflower seeds? Hey, these are garden plants. Somebody’s starting a garden in my wash. I wonder what will come up next. Maybe I’ll be able to munch on carrots and peppers on my walks. I’d better make sure I take this route through the wash every day.

But who planted these here? It must be one of my secret admirers who knew I would come through and find this garden.

But who would do that? We don’t often see anyone else in this wash. Who would know to plant this garden here for me?

I think I’d better put my Detective hat on a little tighter. I really want to know the answer to this. I’m going to have to do some serious clue hunting.

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Posted by Bongo on May 5, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Garden, Pets, sunflowers

Whose Blog is this Anyway?

04 May

Hey person, what do you think this is, a nature photography blog? This is my blog after all, and I don’t want any pictures of those dumb cactus flowers on it. I mean, what are they good for? You can’t even see if they smell good because if you try you might get pricklers up your nose. And I know they’re not good for eating. I wouldn’t even think of taking a bite. And you know me, I eat almost anything.

Now look at this. A tennis ball, waiting for me, right in the middle of my trail. Now that’s something to put on my blog. It’s not every day that a tennis ball shows up. Here’s a newsworthy item. Take a picture of it.

Hey, what are you doing taking more pictures of that stupid cactus? You’re taking more pictures of that than my tennis ball. C’mon, I need more pictures of the tennis ball.

Okay, I’ll let you put one more picture up. Only because I need you to help me write my blog. That picture there. You can put that one up. That cactus has personality. It looks like a Transformer.

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Posted by Bongo on May 4, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Cactus, Pets, Photography, Tennis ball

Snake Alert

03 May

There’s a snake in my yard! It’s getting bigger by the day. I think an invisible snake charmer is calling it out of my yucca plant.

Maybe it’s good that it’s coming out of the plant. At least I know where it is. That would be terrible if I happened to walk by that yucca plant, you know, getting ready to do my business or something – and that snake jumped out at me.

Did you jump when I said that? I’m getting scared just thinking about it.

The worst thing is that a second snake is starting to come out of that plant now. How many more snakes might be hiding in there? I hope that invisible snake charmer gets busy and calls all of them out.

In the meantime, I think my person is going to have to take me for extra walks on my trails instead of letting me out in the yard. I hardly ever see snakes on my trails.

Hey person, I don’t think you want to take a chance that that snake might get me. I don’t care if it’s dark. I think you’d better take me out on my trails right now.

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Posted by Bongo on May 3, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Pets, Snake, Yucca

Choose the Closest Mesa

02 May

My people took me for an early walk. That’s good – I think – except we hardly ever go for morning walks. We usually go in the afternoon or evening. And only sometimes do both of my people go with me. But the worst thing was that they cut the walk short. No way can it be time to go back already.

Here comes the really bad thing. After we got back from my walk both my people got in the car and left. They said they were going to a place called Mesa and they would be gone all day.

What! You mean I’m stuck in the house all day with Scratchy? Can’t you at least leave me out in the yard? I promise I won’t jump the fence. Really.

And where is this Mesa place? Why is it so far away. We have lots of mesas right around here. You could run over, touch a mesa, and come right back. Or you could at least go to Airport Mesa, catch a plane to that faraway Mesa, and then you could get back home sooner.

Well, I was hanging out in the house feeling miserable because my people were gone so long, and I had started to squeeze my legs together, when I heard a strange car in the driveway. Well, it wasn’t my people’s car anyway. I think I’ve heard this car, but not for awhile.

Then somebody came in the front door. It was a friend I hadn’t seen for a long time and she let me out in the back yard. What a miracle! How did she know to come over just now? I felt so relieved.

My people finally came back home and I tried to tell them how lucky they were that my friend came over when she did, when it dawned on me.

I heard somebody say once that mesa means table in Spanish. We have a table in the kitchen. My people didn’t have to go anywhere.

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Posted by Bongo on May 2, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Mesa, Pets

Messed up Message

01 May

I was heading back from my trails today and getting ready to check for messages on my message board, and leave a new message for my trail dog friends when I noticed something.

Somebody had left their bike in my message board. I’m not sure why they would do such a thing. I mean, what would happen if a message was left and part of it got on that bike?

When that bike was taken away again, part of the message would be gone. How can you read part of a message? You might not get all the information – or even worse yet, you may think you have all the information and get the wrong message altogether.

What if one of my trail dog friends gets mad at me because he misunderstood my message? All because part of it was missing.

Or what if I miss meeting up with one of my friends because I missed part of a message and turned down the wrong trail? And then maybe my friend would be mad at me because I didn’t show up.

This is serious. I’ve got to do something before all of my trail dog friends get mad at me.

Obviously that person with the bike doesn’t read. I guess I’d better leave a message with those funny symbols that people seem to understand.

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Posted by Bongo on May 1, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: bicycle, bike, bike rack, message, Pets, Trail

Signs

30 Apr

The parking lot at the beginning of my trails usually has vehicles in it. All kinds of vehicles. But today I found one that said Sedona all over it. I wonder if the car needed signs so it would remember where it is.

I wonder if that vehicle has different signs for when it goes driving around to other cities. Suppose it drove to Tucson. It might forget where it was, so if it took the Sedona signs off and put Tucson signs on, it wouldn’t have a problem.

And then if it drove to Santa Fe it could change signs again and it would still know where it was.

And if that vehicle drove to Durango it could change signs once more.

Then that vehicle could loop back down to Sedona and start all over again. Or maybe it already did that. I wonder if that vehicle has been to all those places, and Sedona was the last place it went.

Maybe that vehicle needs to take a longer trip this time. What if it went all the way to Washington State and visited Tacoma. I bet it would have signs for that too.

I think I might like to do some travelling. I wonder if they make signs for dogs.

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Posted by Bongo on April 30, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Pets, Sedona, Sedona Arizona

Jump the Fence

29 Apr

The Liberation of St Peter. Museo Nazionale di Capodimonte, Naples. Regarded as Battistello’s masterpiece, it vividly captures the emotion of the scene as Peter is led from prison by an angel. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I don’t get it person. Do you mean to tell me that Peter, that guy who tried to walk to Jesus on the water, and told Jesus he loved him, got arrested and put in prison? Why would anyone put Peter in prison? Who did it? I want to give them what for.

That mean old King Herod did it? I’m for sure going to give him what for. He’s really nasty. Didn’t he want to kill Jesus when he was a baby?

What? Now I’m totally confused. That wasn’t the same King Herod? That other King Herod was this King Herod’s grandfather? So grandson Herod was a meanie like his grandfather and put Peter in prison.

Is being in prison kind of like being locked in a tiny fenced yard with no way to jump the fence?

What? It was worse? Peter was chained between two soldiers and there were guards making sure he didn’t jump the fence?

What’s the good part? That sounds pretty bad to me.

The church offered constant prayer to God for Peter? What good will that do? Will prayer help Peter jump the fence? He’d have to drag those two guards with him. I can’t even drag you over the fence when you grab hold of me.

Well, my person says that prayer did do some good because when Peter was sleeping an angel of the Lord stood by him and a light shone in the prison. The angel woke Peter up and told him to get up quickly. And you know what? Those chains fell off Peter’s hands.

Then that angel told Peter to get dressed and follow him. Peter thought he was seeing a vision and that the angel wasn’t real, but he followed him anyway. They went past two guard posts and came to the iron gate that leads to the city. And that gate opened all by itself. I wish the gate in my yard would open by itself.

Okay person, I’ll listen.

They went down a street and the angel left. Peter finally realized that everything that had happened was real and he was free.

Hey person, if it was those prayers from the church that sent the angel to free Peter, do you think you could pray that an angel would come let me out so I can run free. I’ll come back when I’m tired. I promise.

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Posted by Bongo on April 29, 2012 in Bongo, Dogology, dogs, humor

Tags: Angel of the Lord, Bible, Christianity, faith, God, King Herod, Peter, Pets, Prayer, Prison

Is this Art?

28 Apr

Whoa! What’s this? It wasn’t here yesterday.

Is it some kind of gate? Maybe someone doesn’t want anyone to go that direction. They sure wanted to make sure nobody missed it. It’s such a bright color.

I bet it’s some new kind of artwork. There are lots of outdoor sculptures around our town. This must be the latest one.

Or maybe it’s one of those things for kids to play on. You know, like they have at playgrounds. Maybe if some children don’t like hiking this is here for them to play on while their parents go on my trails. Maybe I should start hanging out here. I bet I could get lots of loves from those kids.

I think I’d better check this thing out a little closer though.

I can’t figure out why anybody would want to put a gate here. There’s not even a trail on the other side to block off.

And I think somebody better clear out all the foxtails around here. Those kids that are going to play on this thing might get foxtails stuck in their socks.

Wait a minute! It’s not a gate – or a plaything.

I know what this thing is.

It’s a new message board.

And I get to be the first one to leave a message.