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Poetry is Necessary

Bongo checking out a parked bikeI headed to my trails and found a bike parked there. This doesn’t happen very often.

Most of the bikes that come to my trails go on my trails.

But this bike is different – in more ways than one.

I see lots of people put stickers on their cars, but I don’t usually see them on bikes.

Actually, I don’t think I’ve ever seen one on a bike on my trails before.

But this bike must be special.

It’s a poetry bike.

"Poetry is Necessary" sticker on bike

This bike says poetry is necessary.

Does that mean I have to write poetry?

Is it as necessary as eating, or sleeping, or going on walks on my trails?

Okay, I guess I’ll write a poem.

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Bikes that write poetry

Are found to be rare

But a dog that writes poems

Can be worse than a bear

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Wait a minute! What happened there?

Those words just came out. They’re not what I wanted to say.

That poetry writing took right over and started writing its own words.

Maybe I shouldn’t be writing poetry.

But I can’t stop yet. I’ve got to get that bear first.

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I chased a bear

He’s no longer there

He ran over the hill

And I’m not sure to where

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Take that you mean old bear.

And don’t come back either.

 
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Posted by on November 15, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Yoda Come Back

YodaI always thought Yoda was this great and powerful Jedi knight, but until I met him in person doggin I didn’t realize how little he was.

I guess Yoda is something like a habanero chili – a lot of punch in a little package.

Yoda and I could make a great team.

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When I put on my Detective Dog hat…

Bongo looking cool with his Detective Dog hat on

And investigate a mystery and find a bad guy –

Yoda could get out his light saber and go after him.

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But when I met Yoda…

Bongo and Yoda

He didn’t even have a light saber.

Yoda, how are you going to conquer the dark side of the force without your light saber?

And then – this makes me really sad – Yoda didn’t seem to want anything to do with me.

Yoda walking away from Bongo

As a matter of fact, Yoda acted like he was afraid of me.

Yoda leaving Bongo

Yoda come back!

I won’t try to steal your light saber.

Just because I’m part black doesn’t mean I’m on the dark side.

See, I’m part white too. I’m one of the good guys.

Where are you going Yoda?

Yodaaaaa!

 
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Posted by on November 14, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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World Kindness Day

Bongo looking kindToday is World Kindness Day. I figure it’s a really good holiday for me because I’m just naturally kind.

It’s totally my second nature.

Eating treats is my first.

I’m always doing kind things such as taking my person for walks.

Can you imagine how out of shape she would be if I didn’t do that?

And I’m kind by giving loves to anyone who wants them. (Cute girls are my favorite though.)

I’m kind by cleaning up the kitchen floor so my person doesn’t have to mop as often.

Frankly, I don’t know why she mops at all. I think I do a pretty good job of cleaning.

I actually spend my whole day being kind in one way or another, so maybe I should name every day World Kindness Day.

What? What are you saying, person?

Now, that’s going a bit too far.

You mean I have to be kind to Scratchy too?

I’ll be kind to Scratchy alright. As soon as he gives me my ball back.

Bongo waiting for Scratchy to toss him the ball

Come on Scratchy, I really want that ball.

Bongo looking at a tennis ball

Okay fine Scratchy. Now that you gave me my ball I’ll share the water in my water dish with you.

Scratchy standing by while Bongo drinks water

As soon as I’m finished with it.

 
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Posted by on November 13, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Treat on the Trail

Bongo finding an apple on the trailThis is the best day ever!

I never find treats on my trails – well, except for weeds, that is.

But today I found an apple. I like apples.

So I hurried over to see what this was all about.

Why was an apple sitting on my trails – right in broad daylight for me to eat?

I guess I really don’t need to solve this mystery – I just need to eat it.

So I thought I would savor the moment, taking in all the juicy good smells of this apple.

Bongo smelling an apple on the ground

Mmmm, this smells good! I think I even sense a trace of little kid smell on here. I wonder how that smell got on this apple.

I guess it doesn’t matter. It’s time to chomp away.

Wait! What?

What are you doing person?

You can’t drag me away!

I’m just getting ready to eat this apple.

Bongo beingdragged from the apple by his leash

Person, you don’t understand?

Don’t you get it? This isn’t one of the normal smells on my trails.

Can’t you see that apple?

Person! Hey person!

Noooooooooo!

 
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Posted by on November 12, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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The Next Challenge

Bongo in his kennel with the door openIf you’ve been reading my blog over the past couple weeks or so you probably know that my person recently got me a dog jail.

I tried to put Scratchy in it and turn it into a cat jail, but for some reason that didn’t work.

And I keep getting locked in that dog jail every time my person leaves the house.

Don’t tell my person, but I have to admit something.

I’m kind of starting to like that dog jail.

And here’s why.

I’m getting a lot of extra treats because of it.

Every time my person wants me to go in there she puts treats inside.

I hope she never finds out that I’ll go in there without the treats, because treats are what I live for.

And I can sleep in that dog jail just as well as I can sleep on the carpet.

But there is one problem with it.

While I’m locked in dog jail I can’t steal the cat food.

So I’m having to take some bigger chances.

It’s easier when my person isn’t in the house, but now the farthest away she’ll be without seeing me is another room.

Next time I think I’d better wait until she’s farther away than the next room.

You had your camera in your hand already?

Person, you can’t put these pictures on my blog. There’s dirty dishes on your counter.

Bongo on the counter stealing the cat food

As long as my person is going to embarrass herself with these pictures, I might as well finish the job.

Bongo eating all the cat food

At least if I get in trouble now it was worth it.

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

 

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The Banquet

Bongo at the table smiling

This Bible story is about food?

I can’t wait to hear it. I’m drooling already.

Did Jesus feed thousands of people again?

I’m all ears.

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Jesus went to eat at the house of a prominent Pharisee.

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Oh, I get it. Someone fed Jesus this time. I wonder if that Pharisee invites dogs to eat at his house.

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Jesus said to His host, “When you give a luncheon or dinner, do not invite your friends, your brothers or relatives, or your rich neighbors; if you do, they may invite you back and so you will be repaid. But when you give a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, the blind, and you will be blessed. Although they cannot repay you, you will be repaid at the resurrection of the righteous.”

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I can’t repay for my dinner, so I should be invited all the time.

I’m listening. I’m listening.

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When one of those at the table with him heard this, he said to Jesus, “Blessed is the man who will eat at the feast in the kingdom of God.”

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Blessed is the dog too.

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Jesus replied,: “A certain man was preparing a great banquet and invited many guests. At the time of the banquet he sent his servant to tell those who had been invited, ‘Come, for everything is now ready.’

But they all alike began to make excuses. The first said, ‘I have just bought a field, and I must go and see it. Please excuse me.’

“Another said, ‘I have just bought five yoke of oxen, and I’m on my way to try them out. Please excuse me.’

“Still another said, ‘I just got married, so I can’t come.’”

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If all those people can’t come that means there will be lots of leftovers. I bet they’ll give them to me and all my dog buddies.

I am listening. I’m waiting for the food part.

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Jesus continued, “The servant came back and reported this to his master. Then the owner of the house became angry and ordered his servant, ‘Go quickly into the streets and alleys of the town and bring in the poor, the crippled, the blind and the lame.’

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Don’t bring in too many of those people. There won’t be any food left for us dogs.

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“’Sir,’ the servant said, ‘what you ordered has been done, but there is still room.’”

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Oh good. Time for a dog party.

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“Then the master told his servant, ‘Go out to the roads and country lanes and make them come in, so that my house will be full. I tell you, not one of those men who were invited will get a taste of my banquet.’”

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Here I am. I’m on this country lane out here. I’ll eat the banquet that those ungrateful men wouldn’t come and eat.

Jesus does care about dogs, doesn’t He?

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

 

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A Sad Story

Bongo sniffing something on the trailHmmm.

Something’s here that doesn’t belong on my trails.

At least not this time of year.

It smells funny too. Not your usual trail scent.

And it’s colorful.

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What's hiding in Bongo's shadow?

There’s not usually much color on my trails this time of year except for the red rocks and the blue skies.

I wonder how this strange stuff got here.

Colors are usually cheery, but this stuff seems to have a sad story behind it.

Maybe a cute girl was sniffing the funny smell and the wind came up and blew these things out of her hands.

Or maybe a boy was bringing these to a cute girl, but she’d gone too far on my trails and he couldn’t find her.

Or maybe these were meant to remember someone.

Oh wait – this is Sedona after all. Someone was probably using these to put an enchantment on my trails.

It’s a good thing I found them then.

Discarded flowers on the ground

No enchantments for my trails.

Unless it’s to enchant all the cute girls to come and give me loves.

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

 

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What Good is Busy?

Bongo and Julie playing on the trailBusy, busy, busy.

Most of the time I don’t like that word – especially when my person says it.

When she says that word she usually leaves the house and leaves me home alone. Well, with Scratchy but he doesn’t count.

If she does stay home with that word she ignores me and won’t play.

And today she said it was one of those busy days.

Yuck!

Two meetings and a wedding and a class. She could have taken me along, but no she didn’t.

But today something good came out of busy.

This time of year we rarely go for walks in the morning – we usually wait until later in the afternoon.

But all of my person’s busies were later in the day so I had to take her for a walk in the morning.

We haven’t been on a morning walk since it was hot last summer, but someone I know goes on morning walks – and I haven’t seen her since last summer.

But I saw her today.

My girlfriend Julie!

And something else happened too.

My person has never unhooked my leash while we’re on my trails.

But she did today.

I guess she didn’t want me and Julie to tangle her up.

Bongo and Julie playing

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

 

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Sand Pile

Bongo near a sand pileCheck this out. Someone made me a sand pile.

I really don’t know what to do with it though.

Cats like sand piles. Maybe I should take it home to Scratchy.

Maybe he’d bury his claws in this sand and I’d never see them again.

Come on, person. Help me pick up this sand pile. We’ve got to take it home for Scratchy.

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What do you mean, you won’t help me with it?

Well in that case…

Bongo's shadow over the sand pile

Maybe I can cover up this sand pile with my shadow.

I wouldn’t want any other cats finding it and stealing it.

But maybe I should figure out who made this sand pile in the first place.

Bongo sniffing near the sand pile

Hmm. Not much here.

There’s nothing that’s even worth smelling.

Bongo sniffing sand not near the sand pile

Yup, this smells better over here.

I think I’ll just check stuff out over here for awhile. Maybe a cat will show up and make that sand pile smell better.

Hey person, do you think we could go get Scratchy and bring him out to the sand pile?

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

 

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What Color are my Berries?

Juniper berriesThe berries on the juniper trees at my house are blue – well, this year they’re more like a chalky white.

And there are blue chalky white berries on some of the trees on my trails too.

But the berries on some of the trees on my trails are different.

I’ve been trying to figure it out.

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Bongo sniffing the ground under a juniper tree

It must be something in the soil.

It doesn’t smell any different.

Maybe the dirt here is redder than the dirt at my house.

Juniper tree with pink berries

Yup, it looks really red around here.

Well, I thought I figured it out, but I still don’t think it makes sense.

Red, pink – they’re not the same, are they?

Maybe somebody can help me make sense out of this.

Or maybe I need to go home and get my Detective Dog hat.

Detective Dog

I just hope somebody doesn’t pick all those berries before I figure this out, or I might really be up a creek.

Did I just say creek? Maybe I should just go swimming.

Woo woo! Last one in is a rotten e…

Wait a minute! There’s no creek here, and I’ve still got a mystery to solve.

Pink juniper berries

Yup, they’re pink alright.

So now I guess what I’ve got to figure out is –

Who took the time to paint all those berries?

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

 

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