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Searching for Century Plants

Bongo near a century plantMy person and I went out on an extra long walk. A century plant trek.

We started out on the trail where most of the century plants were last year. We figured we’d find lots of them. Well, my person figured. I was just happy for the walk.

We found some century plants.

The old dead ones from last year.

But there were only a couple new century plants on this whole trail, and they weren’t even in full bloom yet.

So we headed back. The trail is a loop so we kept looking for century plants on the way back.

And then we found it.

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Century plants on a hill

Century Plant Hill.

Century plants with sunlit rocks behind

There were lots of century plants on this hill. Last year there were only two.

Century plant against blue sky

Century plant with red rocks behind

Century plant with intense yellow and red colors

close up of century plant blossoms

If you look really close you can even see the bugs flying around the flowers.

Speaking of bugs, they were everywhere. Especially on my person because she doesn’t have lots of hair to protect her like I do. Those little “no see ‘ems” that come out this time of year were all over her arms.

So we headed back home.

Century plant against a cloudy sky

But my person still couldn’t stop taking pictures, even though the bugs were worse around the plants.

I thought maybe if I turned the color off…

Century plant silhouette against a cloudy sky

the bugs would go away. But they didn’t…

Century plant with Coffee Pot Rock in the background

so I turned the color back on again.

Century plants, trees, and Mogollon Rim

One last look at Century Plant Hill and we headed home.

Century plant with bird in a blossom

Come on, person. I said we were heading home. I don’t care if there’s a bird in that plant. You have to look really close to see it.

Well, if you’re going to stop and take pictures of birds, then you’d better show the picture of me…

Bongo and little white and black dog

and the new friend I made on the way to Century Plant Hill.

This part was way more fun than looking for century plants.

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

 

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Posted Under Duress

Gizmo - a gray and white catThis is unfair! This is totally not fair! My person is making me write a blog post about a cat. I’m writing this post totally under duress. I don’t even know what that word means, but I’m under it.

I barely even know this cat. He showed up at my house a couple days ago and every time I try to get to know him I get locked in the bedroom. I’m tired of getting left in the bedroom so I guess I’ll just ignore him for awhile.

But there’s a mystery to this cat. I recognize his smell. His smell has been sticking to some of my friends that visit sometimes. Maybe they got tired of having his smell on them. Oh no, that means his smell is going to be on my people instead.

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Gizmo sleeping on the back of a couch

Hey, how did that picture get here? How come that cat is sleeping there? I’ve never seen him sleeping on the back of the couch. Every time I see him he’s hiding under something, or behind something. How come he won’t come out when I’m around?

You want me to what, person? Tell everybody his name? I don’t even know his name. What is it? Scratchy Two? I sure hope not. That would really be bad.

Oh. His name is Gizmo. How come he’s here? Are my friends – the ones who smell like him – on vacation?

Oh. They had to move and couldn’t find a place that accepts pets? You mean Gizmo might be here for a long time? I’m stuck with two cats?

Gizmo rolling onto his back

Gizmo lying on the floor looking cute

I don’t believe it. Gizmo is even trying to out-cute me.

Hey person, do you know anyone who has to move that has a dog?

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

 

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Outnumbered

Scratchy looking behind the couchScratchy, what are you doing? What’s back there behind that couch?

You’re not hiding something from me back there are you?

How come you’re not saying, Scratchy?

I guess I’d better check this out for myself.

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Gizmo behind the couch

What is that back there behind the couch?

That’s not what I think it is, is it?

Scratchy, what have you been doing?

Did you bring a friend in here?

Scratchy following another cat

This is terrible! What am I going to do? There are two of them now.

Scratchy, please tell me you just invited a friend over for the day.

It’s what? Today is Hug Your Cat Day?

And now I’ve got to hug two cats?

Okay Scratchy, come here. I’ll give you a hug.

Oh.

You don’t want me to hug you and you figured you’re safe now that this other cat is here.

Then he’s leaving as soon as I hug him, right?

Gizmo arched up on the back of a couch

I don’t think he wants a hug.

So what happens if I don’t hug him? He’ll still go away, right?

What!? June is Adopt a Cat Month?

If I don’t hug him, he stays?

I’m outnumbered! This is going to be a terrible month.

What I want to know is – what month is Trade a Cat for a Dog Month?

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

 

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Not Me

Bongo near a messy bedHey person, you forgot to make your bed this morning. You’d better make it. It looks pretty messy.

What in the world are you talking about?

You’re trying to blame me because you didn’t make your bed?

I’m not even allowed on your bed. My bed’s down on the floor next to yours. I might mess my bed up, but I would never mess yours up.

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An unmade bed

I don’t know why there’s a pillow and a blanket right where you sleep. Maybe you slept on top of them.

How would you know if you slept on them or not? You were asleep.

Well, if you didn’t mess up your bed like that then it must have been Scratchy. You let him sleep on the bed.

How come you let Scratchy sleep on the bed and not me?

Scratchy on bed with Bongo below

That is totally unfair. You’re showing favoritism to cats.

That’s what you get for it. Scratchy got on your bed while you were gone and totally messed it up.

I wasn’t going to tell, but he’s just gone too far this time.

What do you mean, you don’t believe me? Of course Scratchy did it.

Bongo looking innocent in front of the messy bed

Look into my eyes, person. I did not mess up that bed.

That bed is not even messed up. What you see is a perfectly well made bed.

You will get into bed like normal tonight, without noticing anything awry.

What?

What do you mean, this isn’t working?

I didn’t do it. Really.

Monday Mischief Pet Blog Hop

Click here to find more mischievous pets.

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

 

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Miracle within a Miracle

English: Raising of Jairus' Daughter by Wassil...

English: Raising of Jairus’ Daughter by Wassilij Dimitriewitsch Polenow. Stamp of Russia, 2000, a commemorative issue for 2000th Anniversary of the Birth of Jesus Русский: 2000-летие Рождества Христова. Почтовая марка России 2000 года (серия из 4 марок и одного блока). Изображена картина Поленова «Воскрешение дочери Иаира» (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Jesus sure has been busy. He calmed a storm and sent a bunch of demons out of a man into a herd of pigs all in one day. I bet he’s going to go home and take a nap now.

What, no nap?

Oh yeah, I forgot. He already took a nap. In the boat while that storm was going on.

So what’s Jesus gonna do now?

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Jesus went by boat back to the other side of the lake, to Capernaum. When he returned a large crowd welcomed him.

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I bet that crowd was worried about the pigs that jumped into the water.

What? They didn’t care about those pigs? All that bacon?

Jesus’ people didn’t eat pigs? Well, at least they ate fish.

Yes, I’m listening.

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While Jesus was by the lake a synagogue ruler named Jairus came and fell at Jesus’ feet. Jairus told Jesus that his little daughter was dying and he pleaded with Jesus to come heal her. So Jesus went with Jairus.

A large crowd followed Jesus and pressed around him, and a woman who had been bleeding for twelve years and had spent all her money on doctors who couldn’t heal her, came up behind Jesus and touched his cloak. She thought, “If I just touch his clothes, I will be healed.”

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Does Jesus have magic clothes, too?

Okay, I’ll listen.

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The woman’s bleeding stopped when she touched Jesus’ cloak and Jesus realized that power had gone out from him. He turned around and asked, “Who touched my clothes?”

The disciples told Jesus that the crowd was all around him, but Jesus kept looking around.

And the woman came and fell at his feet, and trembling with fear, she told him the truth.

Jesus said to her,”Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace.”

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So if I have faith that I will get fish, will I get some?

I am listening.

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While Jesus was still speaking some men came from Jairus’ house and told him his daughter was dead and he didn’t need to bother Jesus any more.

But Jesus said, “Don’t be afraid; just believe.”

Jesus would only let Peter, James, and John follow him and when they got to the house people were crying and wailing loudly.

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I bet Jesus would have let me come too. I can wail really well.

I’m listening.

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Jesus told them to stop wailing and said, “The child is not dead but asleep.”

All the people there laughed at him.

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I bet if Jesus gave them some fish they’d stop laughing.

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Jesus took the child’s father and mother and the three disciples with him to where the little girl was. He took her by the hand and said, “My child, get up!”

The little girl immediately stood up and Jesus gave orders not to let anyone know about this and told them to give her something to eat.

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I bet that little girl isn’t very hungry yet. She’ll probably share some of her food with me.

 
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Posted by on June 2, 2013 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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Mysterious Object

Century Plant budI found this strange object when I was out on my trails. I’ve never seen anything like it before. I guess I’d better get investigating and figure out what it is.

 

Time for my Detective Dog hat.

Bongo with Detective Dog hat covering his eyes

This won’t do.

Bongo looking cool with his Detective Dog hat on

That’s better.

Maybe it will help if I look at that object in its natural environment.

When I found it, it looked like this.

Century plant bud on the ground

Oh, look at this. These weeds are right near where I found this object.

Bongo checking out weeds

Maybe these will give me some clues.

Bongo turning from the weeds

I am not eating these weeds, person.

I didn’t find anything in here anyway.

What do you mean, look up?

Looking up at a Century Plant

 

What does that have to do with anything? Can’t you see how high it is?

This little thing I found was way down here.

Century Plant in front of Thunder Mountain

I still don’t know why you’re looking at that.

Bongo and a Century Plant

Well, yeah. It’s kind of the same color.

I’m not getting anywhere with this investigation. Let’s head on down the trail.

I’ll think about this later.

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

 

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Cooling Down

Bongo laying on kitchen tilesIt’s that time of year again. Starting to get hot out. And I’ve got to find a cooler place to hang out.

That’s why I’m hanging out on the kitchen floor.

I used to spend more time hanging out in the bathroom in the summer – but I’ve changed my spot.

The bathroom’s nice and quiet – well, most of the time it is. But there’s something in the kitchen that never shows up in the bathroom.

Food!!!

So I can stay cool and at the same time be close to the food.

Bongo on the tiles looking innocent

 

If I can put on my best sweet innocent look, maybe somebody will toss me a treat as they walk by.

It doesn’t usually happen, but more things are spilled in the kitchen than anywhere else. And I’m right there to lick them up.

That is a dog’s job isn’t it? Cleaning the floors?

I really like feeling useful around here.

What, person?

What? I’m in the way?

I’m right in the middle of the kitchen?

Toss me a treat out into the living room and I’ll leave.

Oh wait a minute. The living room doesn’t have cool tiles to lie on.

I’ve got it!

Bongo smiling while on the tiles

 

Just turn the air conditioning way down low and I won’t need the cool tiles. I’ll stay out of your way.

You want me to what? Go to work to pay the air conditioning bill?

Okay fine. Throw some treats down on the floor and I’ll clean them up.

That’s what I do for a living.

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

 

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Puddle Palooza

Bongo checking out weedsSome of you might remember my puddle. The one that keeps disappearing. Running off, or whatever it does.

My puddle comes and goes and I never know what to expect.

Well, my puddle has been gone for a very long time now.

I asked my friends if they’d seen it, I put up Missing Puddle signs, and I even tried to get the police to put out an All Points Bulletin.

The police wouldn’t go for it. I don’t know why.

I’m still looking for my puddle. We haven’t had any rain here for a long time and it sure would be nice to have a puddle to splash in.

I wish I could convince my puddle to come back so I could do that.

Today I was wandering around where my puddle used to be, feeling kind of mopey because it was still missing, when I noticed something new.

Something had grown to take the place of my puddle.

It’s still not the same as having my puddle to splash in, but I started checking this out.

Weeds! Tasty weeds!

If I can’t have my puddle, at least I have something to munch on.

But what if my puddle realizes its spot was taken over and it never comes back.

Okay weeds, if you don’t move yourselves I’m going to eat you.

Bongo munching on weeds

A few more bites and my puddle can return.

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

 

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Name that Corner

Bongo by a Bird of Paradise bushThis time of year my street has two corners with special names. At least I think they should have special names.

After we got back from my trails I got an extra long walk so we could go to these corners and my person could take pictures. I guess I don’t mind her taking pictures if I get a longer walk because of it.

This first corner is for the birds.

Bird of Paradise, that is. That’s what these yellow flowers are called.

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Bird of Paradise bush

 

Bird of Paradise flower

 

The next corner is Century Plant Corner.

Every year for as long as I can remember, one Century Plant has shot up on this corner.

Century plant on a corner

 

I’m not sure what’s going on though, because these corners have the wrong street signs on them. They have some really strange names that don’t even look like Bird of Paradise Corner or Century Plant Corner.

This is really bad, because people are going to get lost when they try to find these places.

Maybe I’d better get some new signs and post them on these corners.

Oh yeah, forget the signs. That Century Plant isn’t in full bloom yet and awhile back I promised I’d show some pictures of the ones on my trails when they started blooming. My person made my climb a hill so she could get pictures of this one. The first one to bloom on my trails this year.

Century plant in front of Thunder Mountain

 

Century plant blooming red and yellow with a blue sky

 

Century plant in front of Coffee Pot Rock

 

Alright, that’s enough. Stop your gawking.

This is a blog about me.

Bongo

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

 

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What is a Pita Dog?

Bongo at homeMy person left me today and went out with some friends. Did you hear that? She left me to go have fun without me. I’m not sure what possessed her. She should have taken me along.

Anyway, my person and her friends met a man who had a little dog. When they asked him what kind of dog it was he said it was a Pita dog.

I’ve never heard of a Pita dog and I guess my person and her friends hadn’t either, because they had to ask the man what a Pita dog was.

First, the man asked if any of them had dogs and of course my person said she did. Now if she’d just taken me along that man wouldn’t have even had to ask.

But then the man told my person that her dog was probably a Pita dog too.

Now, wait a minute. That man had a little dog. I’m a big dog. How can we both be the same kind of dog?

When I asked my person that, she told me I probably didn’t want to know.

Come on, person. You can’t leave me hanging. How can I be the same kind of dog as a little dog? This doesn’t make sense.

So my person told me what a Pita dog is.

I am not!

I am not a Pita dog!

That man is sooooo wrong!

Maybe she'll get out of bed for my snake

Maybe she’ll get out of bed for my snake.

Bongo with his head inside a dog food bag

Bongo surrounded by garbage

Bongo with stuff in the middle of the floor

Bongo cornering Scratchy under a desk

I AM NOT A PAIN IN THE *** DOG!

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

 

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