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After a Rain

Bongo trying to go down another trailEarlier today we had a bunch of thunder and some rain, but things had calmed down.

So my person and I decided to go for a walk.

Because of the rain everything smelled fresh and good, and the rain and clouds had cooled the air.

Rather than sweltering in the heat like we’ve been doing the last few days, it felt refreshing out in the cooler temperature.

This was turning into one of the best walks I’ve been on in a long time.

But then it happened.

First it was just a few drops of rain.

I can handle that.

But then I saw it.

A big flash of lightning.

And you know what comes after that.

Thunder!

I hate thunder. I’m deathly afraid of it.

Fortunately we were right at the beginning of a trail heading into the wash.

And it was the opposite direction of that thunder.

It’s a cool trail too, because you have to climb over big rocks when you get into the wash there.

But my person didn’t get it. She said we weren’t going that way.

I insisted.

Bongo refusing to budge

I lost.

But that thunder kept getting worse. And it came from the very direction we were headed.

My person says we have to go through this stuff to get home.

But I’m sure we can still get home if we head in another direction.

Bongo digging in

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

 

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Back in the Dog Hotel

Bongo Behind Bars

I’m stuck at the dog hotel and I take no responsibility for what’s posted here.

This is the third time this has happened this year.

No, I didn’t run away and get put in dog jail, but sometimes it feels the same.

Like I’m locked behind bars.

But my person keeps bringing me here and then leaves.

It’s not fair.

It’s totally not fair.

My person should never be allowed to go anywhere without me. That’s just not right.

If she’s going on vacation I should be able to go along. This dog hotel isn’t anything like a vacation.

Same old scenery. It’s not even as good as my trails.

Oh, wait. I think my person said something about driving all day long through the desert.

And she said it’s going to be even hotter than my trails have been lately.

And my only options would be to hang out in the car for a long, long time – or to get out in the hot, hot desert where the sand would probably burn through the pads on my paws.

So don’t tell my person that I have some really cool friends at this dog hotel.

And one of them really plays with me a lot.

I don’t want my person to think I’m having any fun here while she’s roasting in the desert.

Because next time she leaves she might be going to a place that I want to go.

Like swimming or something.

And I didn’t tell my person this, but I saved up some of my adventures so while I’m in the dog hotel I can still pretend I’m out having adventures on my trails, and I can share them with you.

Got to go now.

I think one of my friends wants to play.

 
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Posted by on July 5, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Manzanita Ice Cream

Home made ice creamThe other day I took my person out picking Manzanita berries and when we came back home she made some Manzanita cider out of them.

Well, my person decided to experiment some more. She decided to put some of that Manzanita juice into ice cream. So today she made ice cream.

I think ice cream might be one of my new favorite foods. Besides fish and meaty bones and cookies, that is.

My person found a recipe for honey vanilla ice cream and put Manzanita juice and sugar in instead of the honey.

And it tasted great!

Bongo eating ice cream from a spoon

But boy was it cold! Is that what they call brain freeze?

I couldn’t eat it all at once, so I dropped some on the floor and ate it in little bits.

Bongo getting dropped ice cream from the floor

I was expecting a few extra flavors to blend in from the floor. But my person just mopped it so all I got was ice cream.

And the Manzanita flavor was missing.

I think my person forgot to put it in because all I could taste was French vanilla. No Manzanita flavor at all.

Or maybe the French vanilla flavors took over the Manzanita flavor – kind of like when floor flavors take over what I think I’m licking up.

But that’s okay. I don’t mind.

French vanilla is good.

Bongo's nose

Can I have some more please?

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

 

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Thunder Ride

Bongo looking scared in the  carToday was a good and bad day.

It was bad because thunder season has officially begun and I am deathly afraid of thunder. It’s not good. It’s evil. I’m sure it’s some kind of monster coming out of the sky to get me.

So I was cowering in the hallway while the thunder was going on, but at least my person was in the house with me and nothing bad has ever happened with the thunder while she’s been here.

Still, it’s scary.

But then my person tried to go out the front door.

I thought I had her trained not to do that. When I’m left alone in thunder I try to escape it by any means possible.

I guess I was right. I do have her trained.

Because my person got my leash and took me out to the car.

Through the thunder.

It was pretty awful, but at least my person was with me.

So we rode in the car for awhile until it stopped and I had to get out.

In the thunder.

Person, you know I’m really brave doing this for you. We could have just stayed home.

But you know where we went to?

My person took me to church.

Bongo in church

And there were all kinds of books full of stories.

No wonder my person never runs out of stories to tell me.

I’m going to have to get her to take me to church more often.

Wait! On second thought, I’d better check first and make sure it doesn’t thunder at church all the time.

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

 

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Hazy Gloom

Thunder Mountain under a layer of smokeWhen I looked outside yesterday morning I could barely see the red rocks on my trails. They seemed to be covered in some kind of fog.

But we rarely get fog here. And especially not in June.

A heavy cloud has covered the land.

And not just your ordinary fleecy cloud that fades away when the sun gets hot.

This seems like a cloud of doom. A cloud of destruction.

And that’s what it is.

It’s weighing over me so I’m going to take a break from being funny, or silly, or adventurous today.

Sedona Red Rocks behind smoke

Because what is covering up my rocks is the smoke drifting over from the Yarnell Fire.

This fire has made national news due to the loss of nineteen hotshot firefighters. These young men were husbands, fathers, sons, and brothers. They left families and friends behind who are in deep grief over their loss.

This fire has destroyed about two hundred houses and other buildings in Yarnell, and has caused the evacuation of hundreds of residents in the towns of Yarnell and Peeple’s Valley.

And the fire is still running wild and is nowhere near being contained.

So today, rather than telling you about one of my adventures I’m going to ask for prayer instead.

Please pray for all of those who lost a loved one.

Please pray for all those who have lost a home, and for all those who have been evacuated from their homes.

Shelters have been set up for evacuated animals. Please pray for the animals too.

Please pray for the safety of the many people who continue to fight this fire.

And please pray for rain. Lots of it. We haven’t had rain in so long and it’s so dry here. Our rainy season should start in a few days. Please pray that it starts right away- at least over that fire.

Sedona Red Rocks in smoky haze

Did I do okay, person?

I hope they put that fire out right away because I’m ready for another adventure.

Bongo with a funny face

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

 

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Floor Competition

Bongo on the kitchen floor ignoring an oliveThis is so ridiculous! It’s dog abuse. Of the worst kind.

Here’s what happened.

I was minding my own business, taking a nap in the hall, when my people called me over to do my dogly duty.

Taking care of something that was spilled on the floor.

I understand it’s a dog’s job to clean up spills and usually I appreciate the work.

But this time there was only one thing spilled.

And you know what it was? An olive.

I hate olives!

How could my people abuse me so much by telling me to clean up something so disgusting?

So after I refused to do my dogly duty Scratchy decided to get into the act.

He came over to my person and started begging.

Scratchy never begs. He hardly likes anything but cat food.

And you know what my person did?

She gave Scratchy some of the tuna out of her sandwich.

And then a piece of lettuce dropped out of her sandwich.

Scratchy ate it.

Scratchy eating food off the floor

Scratchy doesn’t like lettuce. He’s never eaten a piece of lettuce in his life.

I like lettuce.

There is not room in this house for two spill cleaners. Something’s got to be done.

By the way, if you think Scratchy is going to win out on the spill cleaning duties…

Scratchy didn’t eat the olive either.

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

 

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A Sinking Feeling

Ivan Aivazovsky's painting Walking on Water (1888)

Ivan Aivazovsky’s painting Walking on Water (1888) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Can we go back to last week’s Bible story, person? The one where Jesus fed all those people and they had lots of leftovers for me?

What? You’re going to tell me a different story? Well, there’d better be food in it then.

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After Jesus fed all the people…

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And I ate the leftovers.

I am listening.

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Jesus urged his disciples to get into the boat and head across the lake for Capernaum while He dismissed the crowd.

After the crowd left, Jesus went up on a mountain to pray and when evening came he was there alone.

***

I wonder if Jesus would like me to come and give him some loves.

Okay, I’ll listen.

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The boat the disciples were in was already way out on the lake and it was being tossed around on the waves because the wind was against it.

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I hope those disciples didn’t get sea sick.

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In the middle of the night Jesus took a walk on the lake and headed for the disciples. When the disciples saw Jesus they thought He was a ghost and they were terrified.

But Jesus told them it was Him and said not to be afraid.

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I wouldn’t be afraid. I’d jump into the water with Jesus.

I wonder if he has any sticks for me to fetch.

Yes, I’m listening.

***

Peter said, “Lord, if it’s you tell me to come to you on the water.

Jesus said, “Come.”

Peter got out of the boat and walked on the water toward Jesus.

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Did Peter jump right in with a big splash. That’s what I would do.

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When Peter saw the wind he was afraid and began to sink. He cried out to Jesus, “Lord, save me!”

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Why doesn’t Peter just do the dog paddle?

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Immediately Jesus reached out His hand and caught Peter. And Jesus said to Peter, “You of little faith, why did you doubt?”

When Jesus and Peter climbed into the boat the wind died down. Those who were in the boat worshiped Jesus and said, “Truly you are the Son of God.”

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I sure hope that when Peter started sinking he felt some fish swimming around his feet and grabbed them. All this walking on water is making me hungry.

 
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Posted by on June 30, 2013 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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The Hottest Day

Bongo on the trailToday was the hottest day of the year, so what did my person want to do?

She wanted to go outside and experiment with her new camera.

I don’t know why she couldn’t have waited until maybe October. When the weather’s nice.

So we had to spend extra time out in the heat today while my person fiddled with her camera and figured out how to change the settings.

And she still has her old camera. She could have taken that instead.

It’s really stupid why my person has a new camera.

She was taking me for a walk on my trails and taking pictures (she’s always doing that) and my younger person called so she was trying to take pictures and talk on the phone and she dropped her camera.

I was really excited when my person said her camera wouldn’t work – but what did she do? She ordered another one right away. She said she felt naked without her camera and this new one did more.

Well my younger person got her camera working again so now my person has two cameras. And she had to experiment with the new camera on the hottest day of the year.

Here I am panting away and my person’s taking pictures of…

Juniper Berries

Juniper berries, and…

Sedona Red Rocks

red rocks, and…

flowers gone to seed

dead flowers.

But I’ve decided I really don’t like this camera after she took this picture of me.

Fish bowl picture of Bongo

I hope that camera has a setting for suave and debonair.

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

 

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Bored with Berries

Manzanita BerriesLast year the prickly pear cactus on my trails had lots of fruit and my person decided to get brave and pick some and make things that were good to eat.

This year the prickly pear only had a few puny flowers so I don’t think there’s going to be much fruit.

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But the Manzanita bushes are loaded with berries.

Manzanita bush with berries

And my person decided she was going to experiment with those this year.

Manzanita berries in a hand

Of course she didn’t ask me first. Most of those berries are really little and it took a long time to pick enough to do anything with.

Bongo among the bushes

Hey person, all the best berries are in here.

I tried to help, but my person told me to sit and be quiet.

Bowl of berries and a bug

We picked up a hitchhiker while my person was picking.

Finally my person was ready to head home.

I got accused of getting her backpack wet.

I’m always getting blamed for things and this time I couldn’t even put the blame on Scratchy.

It turned out my person had a leaky water bottle.

Whew! Off the hook that time.

Berries soaking in a bowl

When we got home I still had to sit and be quiet. My person wasn’t finished with those berries.

Manzanita cider in a Mason jar

Finally, the finished product.

I may have gotten off the hook for getting my person’s backpack wet, but I sure hope I don’t get accused of watering the inside of that jar.

 
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Posted by on June 28, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Souvenirs of Battle

Bongo sniffing in the washThere was a battle here last night.

I can smell it.

Right here in the wash on my trails.

I wonder who won.

I can imagine what happened.

Wild boys shooting each other.

“Pow! You’re hit.”

“No, I got you.”

“It bounced off me and didn’t leave a mark.”

“I’ll get you this time.”

“Ouch! That one stung.”

There’s something I can’t figure out though.

I guess those boys must be really rich.

They use pearls for weapons.

I found one here a couple days ago.

Today there were bunches.

Airsoft pellet in a crevice

I found them in cracks.

Airsoft pellet among leaves

And stuck among old leaves.

They were everywhere.

Either those boys are so rich they don’t care about their pearls, or they couldn’t find them all in the hidey hole places they went.

I don’t know who won the battle, but I do know one thing.

Bongo with airsoft pellets

I got the pearls so I’m the true winner.

Anyone want to trade a pearl for some treats?

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

 

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