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I Like the Old One

Bongo on a short leashMy person is definitely the mischief maker today. You see, I had the perfect leash. Well, perfect would have been walking without a leash, but if I’ve got to walk my person with a leash, this one was the best. When my person tried to keep me from going out further on that leash, it didn’t work. That leash was definitely on my side. I could go get loves from people my person tried to keep me away from, and meet up with dogs I didn’t know yet. I mean, how am I going to add to my list of girlfriends if I don’t get a chance to meet any? But now, I have a new leash. . .

Bongo looking at the leash

Come on person, ease up! I’ve got places to go, smells to sniff, and people and dogs to meet.

Bongo tight on a leash and looking back

Can you give me a little more slack? You’re cramping my style, person.

Bongo on a tight leash looking at a distant dog

This is not good at all. That dog – you see that dog way over there? Well that dog came right up near me, and if I’d had the old leash attached to my person I would have been able to get to that dog and give him what for. He pretends he’s being friendly, but I know what he’s really thinking.

Wait a minute. It was because of that dog that I got my old leash working just right. I guess I’d better be nice to him next time he comes over.

Hey person, you’ve got to let me go. I’ve got to go tell that dog we’re buddies now.

I think the power of this new leash has gone to my person’s head.

She is such a mischief maker.

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

 

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Drowning Pigs

Drawing of pink pigs jumping off a cliffAfter Jesus calmed that storm and they let some fish jump into their boat and had a fish feast…

What do you mean, I’m making that part up?

I know it doesn’t say anything in that part of the Bible about anybody eating fish, but you know they must have.

You can believe what you want. I prefer to believe that they ate fish – and invited me to the feast.

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After Jesus calmed the storm they sailed to the other side of the Sea of Galilee, to the region of the Gerasenes.

And this dude came out to meet Jesus.

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Didn’t lots of people come out to meet Jesus?

Okay, I’ll listen.

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This dude had an evil spirit and lived in the tombs. He had often been chained hand and foot but he broke the chains and no one was strong enough to subdue him. He would cry out night and day and cut himself with stones.

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Wow, that’s some scary dude. If I was Jesus I’d run back to the boat and head back home.

He stayed there? Did he have his tail between his legs?

I am listening.

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The man ran to Jesus and fell on his knees in front of him. He shouted at the top of his voice, “What do you want with me, Jesus, Son of the Most High God? I beg you, don’t torture me!” For Jesus had commanded the evil spirit to come out of the man.

Jesus asked the man his name and the man said Legion, because many demons had gone into him.

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That would be pretty squishy for all those demons to fit inside one man. I wonder how they got along with each other.

I’m listening, but I’ve got to make comments sometimes.

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The demons begged Jesus not to send them into the Abyss. There was a large herd of pigs feeding on the hillside and the demons begged Jesus to let them go into the pigs. Jesus let them, and as soon as they went into the pigs, they rushed down the steep bank into the lake and were drowned.

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What a waste of a lot of good bacon.

I can swim. Could I go retrieve some pigs?

Yes, I’ll listen.

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The people tending the pigs ran off to report what had happened and people came to see what was going on. When the people came to meet Jesus they found the man who had been possessed by demons sitting there, dressed and in his right mind.

The people asked Jesus to leave because they were afraid.

The man Jesus had cured begged to go with him, but Jesus told him to return home and tell how much God had done for him. So that’s what the man did, and all the people were amazed.

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You’re not done with the story are you?

What about those pigs?

 
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Posted by on May 26, 2013 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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Something to Say

Bongo smiling in front of the "Film Car"Awhile back I saw the Film Car on my trails. I tried really hard to get noticed by that car so maybe I could be in a film, but no such luck. Nobody cared, and after a few days I didn’t see that car on my trails anymore. I guess it went back home to film some other dog.

But that Film Car isn’t the only unusual car I’ve seen parked at my trails or in my neighborhood.

There’s another car trying to tell me that I shouldn’t worry about trying to be in films. I should just be myself.

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License plate JUS BE

These cars must be trying to teach me something. I guess this next car is saying that whether I get into films or not I can still choose my attitude, and I’d better make it good.

License plate OPT4JOY

While I was going around being joyful – because that’s what I always am anyway when I’m on my trails – I found this other guy that I really could get used to hanging out with.

License plate LUV2LAF

But I don’t know about this next guy. He could slice everything in two.

I bet he’d be great to go see if I ever had the hiccups though.

License plate HIYAAA

I think I’ll head out on my trails now. I’ve seen enough interesting cars, and learned enough good lessons for awhile.

But someday, I’ll see what other interesting cars I can find.

Until then…

License plate TADAAA

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

 

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Strange Spots

Prickly pear cactus with spotsThis is highly unusual. I’ve never seen a prickly pear cactus on my trails before with spots like this.

It’s downright suspicious if you ask me.

How did these spots get here, and what do they mean?

Could this cactus have a spot causing disease?

I certainly hope not, because that would mean these spots could spread all over my trails.

Can you imagine every cactus on my trails bearing spots?

And then what happens if those spots jump even further – if they jump onto another kind of cactus, or hop onto the bushes or trees.

This is terrible! What if, when I’m leaving a message for my friends, one of those spots jumps off a bush and lands on me?

What would I do then?

This is getting really serious. I’d better put on my Detective Dog hat and investigate.

Bongo looking cool with his Detective Dog hat on

That’s better. Now I’m seeing things a little more clearly.

Wait! What is this?

I’ve got it now.

Those spots aren’t the beginning of an infectious disease at all.

This is much worse.

This is the beginning of an invasion of a far more dangerous kind.

I’d better put together an army of dogs to combat this.

This is no cactus!

prickly pear cactus with drawings to look like an alien

 

This is an alien in disguise!

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

 

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Quail on the Trail

Bongo looking the other wayThis time of year it’s never quiet on my trails. Birds are always out there making a ruckus, but the ones who seem to have the most interesting conversations are the quail.

Quail hang around here all year, but in the winter we don’t see them much. They hang out in the bushes until I get near – then they make some little gobbly noises and run off.

Silly quail. If they’d stay put and quiet I’d only know they were near because of their smell – and my person wouldn’t know they were there at all.

But now that the weather has gotten warmer those quail are everywhere.

I go out in my backyard…

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Quail walking along fence

and find them on the fence.

I go in the front yard…

Quail leaving a driveway

and they’re in my driveway.

I head to my trails…

Quail on a fence

and they’re on the trail neighbor’s fence.

Or they’re up in a tree…

Quail in a tree

calling out for a mate.

And those mate callers don’t have a little gobbly kind of call. They’re loud and it sounds more like a cawing kind of call. I guess they’re really desperate for a girlfriend.

But sometimes those quail are tricky. Sometimes they make a different kind of sound. It sounds almost like a kitten in the bushes.

Maybe I should take Scratchy out on the trails with me.

Scratchy on the Couch

He’d find that kitten quail for sure.

 

 

 
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Posted by on May 23, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Not Alone

Bongo on the trailIt was a nice, quiet day on my trails and I was enjoying having them all to myself when my person had to tell me we weren’t really alone out here.

I looked all around and I didn’t see any people or any dogs so I don’t know what she was talking about.

My person told me to look some more.

I think she’s nuts. There’s no one else here.

Hey person, I’m done looking. There’s no one here. I need to get on with my sniffing to find out who was here.

Well, check this out. Look at the little guy in this cactus flower.

Bee in a hedgehog cactus flower

And here’s another one. Trying to bury itself.

Bee in a prickly pear cactus flower

How do you expect me to notice these guys if they bury themselves inside the flowers?

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Or this guy?

Beetle in a hole in the ground

This guy really is trying to hide. He found his own hidey hole.

Red and black beetle

At least this one is out in the open. I think he wants to show off. I’ve never seen one like him before.

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Oh, look now. Even the ants are getting into the act.

Blossoms and an ant on a leaf

What am I supposed to do person? These are my trails. But look how many insects there are. I’m afraid they’re going to take over.

It’s useless trying to get rid of them. They’re everywhere.

This is really depressing.

I might as well be chasing butterflies.

Butterfly on yellow flowers

 
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Posted by on May 22, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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You Don’t Want That

Bongo looking like he really wants somethingYou don’t want that, do you?

You already ate some and that one’s just sitting there. I don’t think you’re hungry anymore.

You’re not going to give it to me? Why not?

You’re going to take it with you?

But it will get cold, and dried up, and shriveled.

You’d better give it to me.

It’s just sitting there on the table.

You don’t want it anyway.

Bongo with a begging look

Where are you taking that?

You’re not putting it in the fridge, are you?

It’ll sit there and turn hard. Then nobody will eat it. You’ll throw it out and it will go to waste.

You’d better give it to me.

A burger and Bongo's nose

What? Wait – that’s getting awfully close to my nose.

You’re not teasing me, are you?

Is it really for me?

It’s for me?

Bongo taking a bite of a burger

Woo hoo! Mine!

A note to all my readers out there: No dog was harmed by eating this burger. You actually saw me eat burger shaped dog food. I would never in any way, shape, or form, ever consider eating anything unhealthy.

 
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Posted by on May 21, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Backyard Mysteries

Bongo looking at the fenceWhen I went out in my backyard last night I was confronted by strange smells, sights, and sounds. All coming from the other side of the fence.

This is the fence that Moe lives on the other side of. Moe likes to bark at me through the fence anytime we’re both outside.

Here’s a picture of Moe – the only time we got to meet without a fence between us.

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Bongo and Moe on the trail

But this wasn’t about Moe this time. Other things were happening in Moe’s yard – and Moe wasn’t even around.

I’ve got a pretty strong sense of smell, but I didn’t even need my special Detective Dog sensory senses. Even my person smelled this one. The smell of smoke emanated (hey person, I don’t even know what that word means) from Moe’s yard.

And then I saw it – right through the cracks in the fence. Bright orange crackling flames – all contained in one little spot.

My person said it looked like a campfire, but I always thought you had to go camping to have a campfire. Is somebody camping in Moe’s backyard?

I’d better check this out.

Bongo peeking down over the short fence

Just pretend I turned on the floodlights for this picture since all this happened in the dark of night.

And then I heard the strangest sound coming from Moe’s yard. It sounded like music. Guitar music and singing. I hear music coming from the radio, or sometimes from my person’s computer, but I’ve never before heard music coming from a yard.

I wonder if they would mind if I sang along.

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Posted by on May 20, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Calm the Storm

Jesus calming the stormOne day when Jesus was waiting for all the seeds to grow into good food…

I know that’s not how the story goes, but don’t you agree it’s better if there’s food in the story?

Okay, I’ll listen to the right story.

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One day when Jesus had a crowd around Him He said to his disciples, “Let’s go over to the other side of the lake.”

So they got into a boat and set out.

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I hope they brought their fishing nets.

I am listening.

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While they were sailing, Jesus fell asleep.

Without warning, a furious storm came up on the lake and the waves swept over the boat.

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Hold on to those fishing nets, disciples!

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The disciples woke Jesus up and said to Him, “Don’t you care if we drown?”

Jesus got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Quiet! Be still!”

The wind died down and it was completely calm.

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Time for fishing now.

Yes, I’ll listen.

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Jesus said to his disciples, “Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?

The disciples were terrified and asked each other, “Who is this? Even the wind and waves obey Him!”

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The fish obey Jesus too. Maybe he could have a few jump into the boat.

Hey guys, wait for me! I don’t want to miss any of those fish!

 
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Posted by on May 19, 2013 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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Silly String

Bongo covered with Silly StringI think my younger person tried to tie me up. He had this can and he started spraying stuff out of it.

That stuff looked like string, and he sprayed it all over me.

I know he wanted to tie me up, but I guess my younger person underestimated me.

That string couldn’t hold a lick to me. I could break right through it, piece of cake.

Did I say cake? Is there cake around here?

Oh. Never mind.

Back to that string.

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Bongo looking at Silly String on the floor

I wrestled that string to the floor. And there it lay.

Now what?

Scratchy likes to play with string. And he’s not as strong as me.

I could get him interested in playing with that stuff and then wrap him up in it.

He’d be wrapped like a cocoon before he knew what hit him.

Hey, wait!

What’s my younger person doing?

Bongo looking up with string on his back

Why’d you put the string up there?

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Posted by on May 18, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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