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Mystery Bush

Bongo by a bushYou see this bush behind me? Well, I told my person she wasn’t allowed to post any pictures of it unless she found out what it was.

I figured I was safe. I knew she didn’t know the name of this bush and I figured she’d never find out. Unless she went out of her way to find a plant specialist to tell her, that is.

But I was wrong. That’s a really hard thing to be. After all, I’m Bongo – and Bongo is never wrong.

Except for this time.

My person got on the internet and looked at all kinds of plant pictures until she found it. The Sugar Sumac. That’s what it’s called. And now I have to let her post all her pictures.

We’ve been watching these bushes for a long time.

Way last winter they got these little pink buds all over them.

Sugar sumac in bud

But if you don’t believe these were like this way last winter I can prove it.

Sugar sumac with buds and snow

When the weather started getting warmer all the color faded out of those buds. We figured we’d seen the end of them.

Sugar sumac with buds that turned white

But then something extraordinary happened.

Well, maybe not so extraordinary but I wanted this to sound dramatic.

Sugar sumac blossom

Sugar sumac bush in bloom

Okay person, you got your way. Can you put the camera away now?

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

 

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Bird Droppings

I’ve got another mystery going on. Right on my street this time. So I’ve put on my Detective Dog hat and I’m off to investigate.

Bongo with Detective Dog hat covering his eyesWhatever it is, it doesn’t seem to be in a hurry to leave, so I’ve got plenty of time for my investigation.

The man who walked by with his little dog seemed to be a bit concerned though. He told his dog to stay away from it and made a point of telling my person it was there.

I’m not sure why it isn’t leaving. These things usually don’t hang out when dogs start bothering them. I hardly ever even come across one.

Wait a minute. This thing isn’t moving at all. Does that mean it can’t move?

It can’t be dead because anything dead in the street is squashed flat. This is definitely not flat.

Maybe it’s playing dead, hoping it will be ignored.

I don’t think these guys are smart enough to do that though.

Maybe a bird accidently dropped it as it flew by.

That’s it! There’s some bird out there who knew I needed something to investigate so the bird dropped this right at the end of my driveway. Right where I would find it.

That bird must love me.

Bongo sniffing a dead bull snake

 
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Posted by on April 26, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Don’t Check the Message

Bongo sniffing foxtailsWhat do you mean, I’m not supposed to sniff these things? They’re right at the beginning of my trails so they’re full of special messages.

Person, you know I’ve got to check my messages. You’re always on your computer checking your messages. You should understand more than anybody.

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Bongo with his nose in the foxtails

These are foxtails?

Don’t you worry. If these foxtails become a problem I can get that fox by the tail.

What happens with these things?

You had a dog once that got a foxtail up his nose?

And he had to go to the vet to get it out?

I like the vet. They give me lots of loves and treats.

Oh.

Your dog was asleep when they got the foxtail out of his nose?

But that means he couldn’t get any loves and treats.

Why would he want to go to sleep at the vet?

What do you mean, he didn’t have any choice?

I pick and choose when I want to go to sleep.

I’m not sure about that dog you used to have. I think you’re much better off with me.

But just to make sure those foxtails don’t go up my nose…

Bongo marking the foxtails

See. I told you I could get that fox by the tail.

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

 

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The Centuries are Here

Bongo and a century plantLast year I had to go hunting for century plants. There was only one near my regular trails and we didn’t even notice it until it was big and blooming because it was hiding in the trees. That was okay though because I got to take my person on extra long walks to go find century plants.

But I might not get those long walks this year. The centuries are here.

We found one right near my trail and we’ve been watching it grow taller every day. That plant must have been eating its Wheaties because it sure can grow fast.

After watching my century plant get taller for a few days I found another one. Hiding behind a bush.

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Bongo in front of a century plant

That second century is going to have to get a bigger bush soon though. It’s growing out of the one it’s got real fast.

After we found the bush century plant I took my person on my other trail – the one we usually go back to our house on. And there it was!

Bongo in front of a newly sprouting century plant

Are three centuries a charm?

If they’re not, maybe another century will start up on my trails real soon.

But now I’m getting confused.

What year is this?

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

 

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Detective Business is Slow

Bongo looking cool with his Detective Dog hat onI put on my Detective Dog hat, but I’m not really sure if this if a mystery worthy of Detective Dog or not.

But I wanted an excuse to put that hat on again. It’s been awhile. Things have been slow on my trails and I haven’t come across any mysteries that need solving.

I think it’s all those flowers out there. My person gets so busy with her camera taking pictures of them that the mysteries just pass us by and I miss them.

Maybe that’s the mystery I should be solving. How to get rid of those flowers – or how to make my person leave her camera at home.

But no, I’ve got another mystery to work on today.

My person has been so busy lately that she hasn’t put any flowers in our garden. That’s okay by me because the weeds still grow there and some of them make tasty treats.

But somebody must have decided that we still need flowers because they gave us a flower that doesn’t have to be replaced every year.

Out in the rocks that line the culvert in front of our yard a permanent flower appeared.

Silk Fower amongst rocks

A silk flower to decorate the culvert.

So the real mystery is not who left the flower, but why we got a fake flower instead of a real one.

I like to do the watering and this flower doesn’t need any water.

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

 

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Stuck

Bongo behind couches with a tennis ballSometimes I miss when I’m trying to catch the ball. The other day it bounced off my nose and landed right next to Scratchy. And Scratchy wouldn’t throw the ball back to me. I’ve really got to train that cat better.

This time the ball bounced off my nose and landed in the corner. There used to be enough room between the couches for me to squeeze through, but for some reason that space disappeared. I managed to get behind those couches though and retrieve my ball.

But now I have another problem.

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Bongo stuck behind the couches

I got my ball out, but now how do I get out?

Bongo looking for a way to get out from the couches

There must be a way to get from here to there.

Bongo looking at the floor on the other side of the couch

That floor looks so close – and yet so far away.

It can’t be that hard. I manage to get over the fence in the backyard. This would be so much easier except I don’t have room to get a running jump.

Oh wait, this will work.

Bongo climbing over the couches

And you thought I’d never make it, didn’t you?

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

 

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Still Looking for the Fish

Jesus healing at the Pool of Bethesda

Another feast!? Jesus is going to a feast?

I hope I get invited. There’s good food at those feasts.

What do you mean, this story isn’t about the feast? What else could be better than a feast?

Oh. Another miracle, huh? You mean like when Jesus fed all those people?

What do you mean, those weren’t the only miracles Jesus did?

Okay, I’ll listen.

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When Jesus was in Jerusalem for a feast he stopped by a pool called Bethesda. A great number of disabled people hung out there. An angel went down at a certain time and stirred up the water and whoever stepped in first after that was healed.

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That sounds like a good place to go swimming.

What do you mean dogs probably weren’t allowed in that pool?

I am listening.

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One of the people at the pool had been an invalid for thirty-eight years. Jesus saw him lying there and learned he’d been in that condition for a long time and he asked him, “Do you want to get well?”

The invalid told Jesus that he had no one to help him into the pool, so when the water was stirred someone always beat him into it.

Jesus said to the man, “Get up! Pick up your mat and walk.”

The man was immediately made well and he picked up his mat and walked.

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I bet that man was so happy he ran out and got some fish. And he had so much he shared it with me.

I am not totally focused on fish. Any kind of food will do.

I am listening, but I just had to throw in that fish part.

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The Jews saw the healed man carrying his mat and they gave him what for because it was the Sabbath and it was against the law to carry a mat on the Sabbath.

But it was one of the laws that people had added to God’s laws.

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So if people make a law we shouldn’t have to follow it? Like I shouldn’t have to be on a leash?

What do you mean that’s not the same?

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Jesus was making a point because so many things had been added to the Sabbath that it was impossible to follow them.

But because Jesus was healing on the Sabbath the Jews persecuted him.

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Does that mean Jesus can’t feed everybody on the Sabbath? I’d better hang out with him on the other days of the week.

 

 
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Posted by on April 21, 2013 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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Toss the Ball

Scratchy with a tennis ballOne of my favorite games is catch. I’ll bring a ball to my person when she’s sitting on the couch – especially if she’s talking to someone on the phone. Then I patiently wait for her to toss the ball back to me.

And if my patience wears thin because my person won’t toss back the ball I bring her another one. I figure if her lap gets filled with balls she’ll eventually have to toss them away.

And that’s when I catch them.

But this time I decided to do something different.

Instead of catching the ball I bounced it back – right to Scratchy.

But I forgot one thing. Scratchy never wants to play.

Scratchy sat right next to that ball and ignored it.

Bongo waiting for Scratchy to toss him the ball

 

Come on Scratchy. I’m waiting for the ball.

Bongo eagerly waiting for Scratchy to toss the ball

Scratchy, I’m still waiting. Aren’t you going to toss that ball back to me?

This is terrible. I just realized something.

Scratchy thinks that ball is his now. He’s never going to give it back to me.

How can I convince Scratchy that that ball belongs to me?

Maybe I can bring Scratchy a treat and he’ll trade me the ball for the treat.

Here Scratchy, want to trade?

Oh wait, never mind. Scratchy, you can have that old ball. This is the best treat ever.

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

 

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Bella

Bongo in the houseI woke up from my after the dog hotel nap long enough for my person to tell me a story about what she did while she was deserting me in the dog hotel.

And the story she told me doesn’t make any sense. I think something happened to her brain while she was gone.

She tried to tell me about a homeless cat she met while she was gone. I don’t know why my person would go all the way to Seattle to meet a homeless cat. We have homeless cats around here – well not around my trails, but in places not too far away from here.

Anyway, my person says this homeless cat she met is named Bella. I’m not sure how a homeless cat could have a name, and even if it did, how would my person know what it was.

But here’s the really strange part. This homeless cat not only has a name, she has a person.

So if Bella has a person, how can she be homeless?

What, person? Bella’s person is homeless? I didn’t know people could be homeless.

Well, maybe someone should give Bella a home and then Bella’s person could go there too.

You did what, person? You and a friend gave Bella some cat food?

I like cat food.

Maybe if I go outside and pretend I’m homeless somebody will give me some cat food.

You gave Bella a whole bag of cat food?

I think I’m going to find Bella. I bet she’s got enough to share.

 
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Posted by on April 19, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Pet Owner’s Day

Bongo SleepingFinally, my person came and brought me home from the dog hotel. But I think she had an ulterior motive when she got me.

You see, today is Pet Owner’s Day. I think my person came and got me because she thought I would treat her special today. I bet if it wasn’t Pet Owner’s Day my person would have let me just sit in the dog hotel. Who knows when she would have come to let me out.

My person probably thinks I’m going to get her something special for Pet Owner’s Day. She probably thinks I’m going to get her a special treat – like chocolate or something. And she probably thinks I’m going to do special things for her – like take her on an extra long walk or something.

Well, I’ve got a surprise for her. Because I found a new friend at the dog hotel and she played with me – a lot.

I had great fun with my new friend, but now I’m totally worn out.

So that extra long walk isn’t coming – and I need that chocolate more than my person does.

So my person is out of luck this Pet Owner’s Day. Unless, that is, she can get Scratchy to do something special for her.

I’m going to take a nap.

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

 

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