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Diamonds

Bongo sniffing below a treeMy trails are filled with treasures, and some of them are going to make me rich.

So rich that I will be supplied with treats for life.

First I found a money tree, then I found pearls, and now diamonds!

These diamonds are small, so I’m checking carefully to make sure I’ve found them all.

Diamonds are valuable, so I can trade each one of them for a truckload of tasty treats.

Just look at these diamonds!

They’re scattered all over the ground around here.

Drops of clear pitch on the ground

Some diamond lover could use these to make a necklace, or a beautiful bracelet, or even a diamond ring.

Maybe I should keep some of these in case I want to give a ring to one of my girlfriends.

No, wait. Never mind. I’m sure any girlfriend that I have would prefer the treats to the diamonds. Besides, it would have to be something like an earring for any girlfriend of mine to be able to wear it.

Hey, what’s this?

I don’t believe it! Just what I was looking for.

Clear pitch shaped like an earring

A diamond earring!

I can give this to one of my girlfriends and she can wear it.

And it’s even sticky. What a bonus! It will stick right to her ear.

Which girlfriend should I give it to?

On second thought – would anyone like to trade an earring for some treats?

That way all my girlfriends will be happy.

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

 

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Acorns and Insects

Bongo next to scrub oaksYou want me to put on my Nature Dog hat again? Already?

I think I’ll just stand by this bush instead.

This looks natury enough for a nature talk. Okay, here goes.

We don’t have oak trees on my trails, but we do have acorns.

They grow on these bushes called Scrub Oaks.

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Acorns

I took my person for a walk in the wash today and the scrub oaks along the wash have more acorns on them than other scrub oaks on my trails. I guess because they get more water.

My person thinks those acorns are pretty. I kind of wish she didn’t because she keeps stopping to take pictures of them.

But acorns aren’t the only things these scrub oaks have.

Somebody must think they needed more decoration so they hung some ornaments on the leaves.

Peach colored round gall

These things hanging on the leaves are called galls.

Splotchy round gall

I think it’s kind of an ugly name for something so pretty.

white with red stripes round gall

I don’t know what the official name of this one is, but I’m calling it a peppermint gall.

These galls are made by insects that either hang out on the plant or lay their eggs there and cause the plant to grow over them. Then those insects hang out in their nice, cozy home until they’re ready to poke their little heads out and see what’s out there. They bore little holes in the galls to get out.

This next gall probably explains why they’ve got that name. There are more of these than any other kind on the scrub oaks on my trails.

grayish brown odd shaped galls

I call these galls Ugly Galls.

I sure hope I never see one of the bugs that lives in there.

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

 

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Time for a New Hat

Bongo wearing a hat full of branchesI’m putting on a new hat today. This is my Nature Dog Hat so I can tell you about nature on my trails. But this post comes with a warning.

Warning: This post is about spiders and insects. If you’re squeamish (what’s that word?) don’t scroll down to the picture at the end.

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It’s really hard to get a picture of these bugs, but we found one walking along on the ground – right in my yard.

Tarantula Hawk

Normally they buzz right by us. Buzzing is right. They make a loud buzz when they fly by, and you get a glimpse of black and orange. Maybe they should be called Halloween bugs. Those are the official Halloween colors, aren’t they?

Once you hear what these bugs do, you’ll realize they fit right into that holiday. These bugs are mean.

They’re called tarantula hawks. They like tarantulas, but the feeling isn’t mutual.

You see, these hawk things – which are really wasps, look for tarantulas and when they find one they poke it with their stinger.

That tarantula plops over as if it’s dead, but it’s really only paralyzed.

Then that nasty tarantula hawk lays one single egg on the tarantula and buries the tarantula. When the egg hatches that nasty baby eats the tarantula, while keeping it alive as long as possible by saving the vital organs for dessert.

Then it flies away to do the same thing all over again with another poor, unsuspecting tarantula.

The tarantulas are starting to come out now. My person just saw the first one of the season.

Tarantula

Watch out, tarantula! Those tarantula hawks are looking for you.

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

 

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New Fruit

Bongo in profileI found an answer. And I didn’t even know there was a mystery.

I guess my person thought there was a mystery, but I wasn’t paying any attention.

So I didn’t even need my Detective Dog hat to find the answer.

Maybe my person should get a Detective Dog Person hat.

Here’s what happened.

Near my house, on the way to my trails, are some pine trees.

A few years ago my person noticed some blossoms peeking out from between the pines.

Pine trees don’t have blossoms and my person thought this looked pretty cool. She even made me stop while she took pictures of them.

White blossoms and pines

Every year there were a few more blossoms peeking out, and the branches they were on grew leaves.

Blossoms and Pines

But that was as far as it went. The only mystery I could find was why my person stopped and took pictures every year.

But this year something else happened.

The tree grew fruit.

Fruit growing on a tree

Green fuzzy fruit.

But we didn’t get rain and the fruit didn’t get any bigger.

I didn’t think I’d ever find out what that fruit was.

It seemed to be a new kind of fruit that I’d never heard of before.

Green, puny fruit.

But I walked by that fruit one more time and something had changed.

Almonds growing on a tree

Now that tree had green, puny, split fruit.

My person said she knew what this fruit was and she never even got her Detective Person hat.

Oh nuts. It’s not fruit at all.

It’s an almond tree.

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

 

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Mysterious Hole

Bongo checking out a hole in the groundSince we’ve gotten lots of rain here, the ground on my trails which is usually hard as rocks, has softened up.

It’s become so soft that somebody decided to dig a big hole – right next to my trail.

This hole was awfully close to some cactus so I thought I’d better investigate to see who might have done such a thing.

A few sniffs here – and a few sniffs there.

Hmmm. There are so many smells around here. It’s hard to figure who might have dug this.

What? Huh? What are you saying, person?

You think I dug this hole?

Bongo with a suspecting look

Where would you possibly have come up with an idea like that?

I’ve been dragging you around on this leash. I haven’t been out of your sight for a minute.

I don’t know when you think I would have had a chance to dig this without you seeing me.

Besides, I’m not much of a digger.

I bet you can’t even think of the last time you saw me digging a hole.

Bongo digging in the yard

Oh. Well, that was an exception.

That Frisbee was brand new and I really needed to bury it.

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

 

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Purple Droppings

Bongo sniffing plums on the groundThis is really strange.

It’s happening in the very same spot.

But the color has changed.

This might take some investigation.

I haven’t even made it to my trails yet. I’m just a few feet from my front door.

I’m going to run back home for my Detective Dog hat.

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Detective Dog

Awhile back, way last May I think it was, I was walking to my trails and I hadn’t even made it yet when I found all these strange green things all over the ground.

I was lucky I wasn’t hit by any of them as they fell. But there they were. All over the place.

I never did solve that mystery to my satisfaction (I know, dogs like me shouldn’t be using such big words but I’ve been blogging for a long time now and it seems to be affecting my brain.). I’m still working on that investigation.

So now, I’m walking by that very same spot where I found all those green things so long ago.

And in that very same spot I find purple things all over the ground.

I’m pretty sure a flock of pesky birds dropped those green things. I think they may have been out to get a neighborhood cat – or worse yet, one of my dog buddies who walks by here.

So now I’ve got to figure out what those birds are up to.

Did they drop those purple things too?

Maybe those green things were too small, or too easy to spot.

So those birds found something bigger that blends in better.

At least I don’t think I have to worry about this anymore.

With all the wind we’ve been having I think it shook those birds out of the trees around here.

Good riddance birds.

Take your purple things with you and don’t come back.

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Posted by on July 29, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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I’m a Starbucks Dog

Bongo drinking Starbucks waterI really do not like thunder. It’s one of the most horrible things there is.

But I’m thinking now that maybe there’s a good side to thunder.

Thunder has some benefits of its own.

Yesterday I got to go to church – twice – because my person didn’t want to leave me home alone while it thundered.

But today was even better.

For the first time ever, I got to go to Starbucks.

Well, I didn’t get to go in Starbucks, but they have tables outside my Starbucks – and dogs are allowed to sit there.

They even have a special Starbucks drink for dogs outside their front door.

And not only did I get to go to Starbucks, but so did my friend Pablo.

Bongo sniffing Pablo

I hadn’t seen Pablo for months and months so I had to check him out and make sure it was really him.

Pablo and I met lots of new people while we were there and we got lots of loves.

Bongo getting loves from kids

Even kid loves. The best kind.

We saw some strange animals too.

Colorful horse and turtle sculpture

I’ve never seen animals like this on my trails.

They seemed friendly though. I wanted to play with them, but I couldn’t get them to take notice of me.

So I decided to check out the view from our table.

Bongo looking through a fence

I couldn’t see much. There were a lot of bushes in the way.

My person said she had a better view though.

I guess being taller than a dog has its advantages.

Sedona Red Rocks

My person says there’s a rock in this picture named after a famous dog.

Hey, I’m famous. Is there a rock named after me?

What? It’s not me? It’s a dog named Snoopy?

Snoopy Rock

I kept waiting for Snoopy to get up and bark so I could spot him, but my person says all he does is lay on his back.

He’s laying there on top of the rocks to the right of the tallest rocks in the picture.

I guess I need to work on getting as famous as Snoopy.

That way I can sleep all day too.

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Posted by on July 27, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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They’re Back

Bongo in a big puddleI’ve got a real mystery on my hands paws.

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I’m going to have to put my Detective Dog hat on for sure.

Bongo looking cool with his Detective Dog hat on

There. I feel better already.

Oh yeah. I guess I’d better tell you what this mystery is all about.

About a week ago I told you about my puddle invasion.

My puddle had appeared after missing for weeks, but then I discovered it had been invaded by tadpoles.

Then both the puddle and the tadpoles disappeared, but when the puddle came back it left the tadpoles somewhere else.

For a few days now my puddle has been sticking around – just like usual. No tadpoles – just a puddle.

Last night we had a thunderstorm. It was really horrible, waking up in the middle of the night to all that thunder.

I wish it would leave me alone.

But I think tadpoles must like thunder.

Because today when I went out on my trails, not only had my puddle grown –

but when I stuck my feet into it …

Bongo's paws in a puddle with tadpoles

I felt these tickly things bumping into me.

Tadpoles in a muddy puddle

The tadpoles had returned.

And now it’s up to Detective Dog to figure out what those tadpoles are up to.

And what they intend to do with my puddle.

 
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Posted by on July 26, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Lost People

Lost people on the trailI think it’s pretty hard to get lost on my trails – even when I go outside of my usual rounds, but of course it’s pretty easy to follow the smells.

My person thinks the trails are hard to get lost on too, but she uses a different method to find her way.

She’s taller than me so she can see further. She says there are lots of landmarks to find your way by.

It’s also hard to go very far without running into either houses or something that falls between a very large rock and a very small mountain.

I can’t read them so I have to trust my person when she says those tall poles sticking out of the ground hold signs that point out the trails.

In some places there are even cairns to mark the trails. At least my person says they mark the trails.

I thought they were put there so dogs could leave messages for each other. At least that’s what we use them for.

Even with all these ways to navigate (Person, navigate is too big a word for me.) the trails, my trails can be really tricky for new people. There are little loops that go off and come back to the main trail. Maybe they were put there on purpose so people would go in circles and not be able to find their car again. Then the trail loop car collectors could take their pick of the cars that were left.

Those car collectors probably don’t like my person much though. When she’s asked, she tells those lost people how to get out of the loop.

Bongo in front of a bush

I think my person’s pretty cool though. Today I got loves from some people she was helping.

Those people were really lost. They were trying to find a place called Wisconsin.

 
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Posted by on July 25, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Weed Pulling Traitor

cat lying in a yardSomething is terribly wrong with this picture.

And my person is a real traitor. I think I can even get Scratchy to stand with me on this.

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Bongo cornering Scratchy under a desk

Well, maybe.

You see, my person said she was going out to pull weeds in the front yard.

And she wouldn’t let me come with her because there’s no fence in the front.

I would stay in the yard. Really. For a minute anyway.

So my person went out and left me in the house.

She didn’t bother to tell me she already had a helper.

Cat eating grass

And she let that cat eat my weeds.

I like weeds. I could have eaten all of them myself.

But that’s not even the worst part.

back of cat's head next to railroad tie

That cat looks awfully close to my person in that picture.

My person is only supposed to be close to me. No other animals allowed.

Okay Scratchy – maybe a little bit to you.

But not to that strange neighbor cat!

Oh dear! It’s a good thing I got hold of my person’s camera and checked her pictures out.

Cat on a lap

Is that cat sitting on my person’s lap?

This calls for measures of the strictest kind.

My person will no longer be allowed to pull weeds without my supervision.

And next time she goes out to pull some –

I’ve got a cat to chase.

 
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Posted by on July 24, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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