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Flames on My Trails
This is terrible!
Someone is trying to burn down my trails.
I walked around a corner and found this Manzanita bush on fire.
What am I going to do?
My puddle is a long ways away and there’s no other water around to put this fire out with.
I couldn’t bear it if my trails burned down.
How would I have any adventures if there was nothing left but black char?
Maybe if I blow on it hard enough and kick up enough dirt the fire will go out.
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Oh no! There’s more fire here.
I’ll never be able to get it all out in time.
Run for it!
Call 911!
Do you think they have a fire truck that’s skinny enough to drive down my trails?
Hey, wait a minute.
These bushes are on fire but they’re not burning up.
This is kind of like the burning bush that Moses saw.
Maybe God lit this fire to remind us of Christmas.
You know, Jesus being born and all that?
I’m not sure about God’s color choice though.
Shouldn’t these bushes be burning in red and green?
I guess you never know about God. He seems to have a mind of His own.
Hey person, I think we’re doing it all wrong.
You’ve got to take down all those red and green lights on our house and put up orange ones.
Where are My Jingle Bells?
I came across my buddy Toby on my trails today.
But there was something different about him.
Toby smelled the same.
But he sounded different.
I don’t get it.
Dogs might change their smell, but they don’t change their sound.
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Toby, what’s going on?
Give it to me straight.
You what?
You’re wearing jingle bells?
Hey, wait a minute!
How come I don’t have jingle bells?
This is Christmas time. Shouldn’t all dogs be wearing jingle bells this time of year?
I’m so jealous Toby.
But wait a minute.
Don’t those jingle bells make it hard to do certain things?
You know, like sneaking up on that cat you live with.
Or stealing treats when no one is watching.
Toby, I’m not sure it’s such a good idea to be wearing those bells.
As a matter of fact…
I’m glad I’m not wearing jingle bells.
Just think of all the mischief you’re missing out on Toby.
What, person? What am I doing?
What do you mean, Toby was proud of his jingle bells and now I’m making him feel bad?
I should what!? Apologize?
That word’s not in my vocabulary.
I’m what!?
Oh, alright.
Sorry Toby.
Those really are cool jingle bells.
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Thanks for the Healing
Jesus sure has a lot of adventures. I think I should travel with him for awhile.
I’d have all kinds of things to put on my blog.
Maybe I could pretend that His adventures were really mine.
What do you mean that wouldn’t work?
I bet I could do miracles if I tried.
I licked you ankle once and it got better.
Okay, I’ll listen to the story.
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On His way to Jerusalem Jesus traveled along the border between Samaria and Galilee.
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Is that a long ways away? Do I have to go all that way to have adventures with Jesus?
Maybe He could come over here.
I am listening.
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As Jesus was going into a village, ten men who had leprosy met Him. They stood at a distance and called out in a loud voice, “Jesus, Master, have pity on us!”
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Good thing they stayed at a distance. I bet Jesus didn’t want to catch leprosy from them.
Yes, I’m listening.
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When Jesus saw them He said, “Go, show yourselves to the priests.”And as they went, they were cleansed.
One of them, when he saw he was healed, came back, praising God in a loud voice. He threw himself at Jesus’ feet and thanked him – and he was a Samaritan.
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Was that like the good Samaritan?
What? The Jews didn’t like the Samaritans and Jesus was a Jew?
That Samaritan must have been pretty brave to come back.
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Jesus asked the Samaritan, “Were not all ten cleansed? Where are the other nine? Was no one found to return and give praise to God except this foreigner?” Then He said to him, “Rise and go; your faith has made you well.”
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I wonder if faith works for other things besides making people well.
I have faith that I will get treats.
If I close my eyes and say, “My faith has brought me treats,” will it work?
Hey! I don’t see any treats here.
My faith has brought me treats. My faith has brought me treats.
Erasure
Today there wasn’t a single car parked by my trails.
This doesn’t happen very often.
I had to check under the rocks to make sure there were no cars hiding there.
But there weren’t.
And we didn’t see any people or dogs on my trails either.
I don’t know what happened to everybody.
But I think they were all erased.
Because I caught somebody in the act. Somebody trying to erase my rocks too, and they hadn’t finished yet.
I’d better be careful so nobody erases me.
Because my trails are extra fun today.
For some reason there are more puddles than usual.
I love splashing through all the puddles – and tasting them too.
And today I found something really unusual.
I hope they weren’t behind all that erasing, because I’ve never seen anything quite like them on my trails.
Maybe they’re here checking out what’s happening, and they’re here to help.
But what if they’re the cause of the erasures?
I think I’d better keep my distance.
Watch out everybody.
Stay away from those bubbles!
Who’s Using My Kennel?
Check this out.
Awhile back I got my own dog jail kennel.
I don’t always like being locked up in it, but it is kind of cool having my very own room.
It makes me feel important because my dog jail room takes up space in the house that could be used for other things.
That makes me special.
But something has happened.
My dog jail kennel is near my younger person’s bathroom and the laundry room.
So my younger person decided it was easier to use the top of my dog jail kennel as a shelf to put his clean clothes on.
Is this fair?
I mean, it’s my dog jail.
Shouldn’t it be used as a shelf to store my stuff?
My toys could go up there when I’m not playing with them.
And my treats. Yes, piles and piles of treats would fit up there.
I think if I tried really hard I could reach those treats too.
That would make it easier for my people.
They’d never have to bother giving me treats. I could help myself to them any time I wanted.
So how do I convince my younger person to move his clothes and put my treats there instead?
Oh yeah. I bet if I could reach treats up there I could reach clothes too.
I wonder what he’d think if I got them down and slobbered all over them.
They’d probably end up back in his room really quick.
After he ran them through the wash one more time, that is.
Time for treats!
The Aliens are Gone?
Yesterday I told you about a spot on my trails that I couldn’t investigate because it was guarded by aliens.
So I had to check out other parts of my trails to see if I could find any clues as to who those aliens were.
I found a clue, but I didn’t get to the bottom of my investigation.
Well, today the aliens were gone and I was able to make a direct investigation of that spot.
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Hmmm. That’s a strange looking rock up there.
Definitely looks like it belongs to aliens.
I’ll have to investigate further.
Here’s another strange rock.
Let me see if I can sniff out any clues.
A whole pile of rocks. Hmmm.
And another one.
Wait! Wait just a minute!
I’m sniffing something strange.
I think I may have figured this out.
Let me see if my theory is correct.
I don’t believe it!
I know what happened here.
These rocks are the aliens!
The aliens turned into solid rock.
I can’t even knock this one over.
Maybe if I water it it will come back to life.
Nope, that alien is still staying solid as a rock.
I guess it’s safe to leave this spot.
These aliens aren’t going anywhere.
Finding Clues
I’ve got some investigating to do.
I’ve seen bits and pieces of strange things on my trails the last few days so I’m going to start out right.
I’ve got my Detective Dog hat on already.
I’m ready to go.
So here’s what’s happening.
There’s a spot just off of one of my trails that has strange rocks piled up around a small clearing.
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But my person won’t let me go investigate that spot because when we walk by there are people guarding it.
I’m not sure if they’re really people.
They’re probably aliens or something.
But since they’re guarding that place I’ve got to see if I can find some clues to what that place is somewhere else on my trails.
They had to get to that spot somehow, and that means they’ve probably left some evidence.
I’ve found some strange smells, but for some reason people won’t accept smells as evidence.
If they’d only improve their noses.
So I searched and searched for something my person could see.
And finally I found it.
Way off on a little side trail that hardly anyone ever uses, there it was.
Whoever piled up those strange rocks in that other place must pile up rocks wherever they go.
Yup, they’ve been here alright.
Now that I know where they’ve been I’ve just got to figure out who they are.
But until I get to the bottom of this –
Don’t stop and talk to any aliens.
The Perfect Garden
This is cool!
My person is not using her garden at all.
That means it’s mine now.
If my person doesn’t want to plant anything I will.
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Just a little bit deeper.
I don’t understand why my person doesn’t want to use this garden.
It’s digging up way easier than normal.
Usually the dirt is hard as a rock and no fun to dig in at all.
This is great!
I think that will do it.
I’ll just plant my Frisbee right here.
On second thought, maybe that’s not the right place.
I think I’ll move it a little.
I’ve got to get it in just the right spot for it to grow.
Perfect!
Now I’ll just wait.
I should be seeing some new little Frisbees sprouting anytime.
Something’s wrong here!
This isn’t right!
Not one little Frisbee has started sprouting yet.
Hey person, what did you do to your garden?
It’s all messed up.
The Aliens are Coming!
There’s something happening on my trails.
I’m not sure what’s going on, but I think somebody is shining a giant spotlight on my rocks.
Who would do such a thing?
Oh, that’s right – this is Sedona. It’s probably a giant UFO.
That UFO must be hidden among the clouds so nobody can see it.
I bet the aliens in that UFO want to see what’s under the clouds – so they found a hole in the clouds and they’re shining a beam of light right through them.
And that light is hitting my rocks and making them look really strange.
I’d get my Detective Dog hat on and investigate this – but I think Detective Dog is scared of aliens so I’m going to leave this one for someone else to investigate.
I’ll just show you some pictures of what I’ve been seeing and maybe one of you can help me figure this out.
Anybody see any aliens?
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