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What’s that Smell?

Bongo sniffing his favorite rockThe last few days there’s been a strange smell on the corner of my street. I smell it every time I walk by there to get to my trails.

It’s not like the smell of my favorite rock. I drag my person over to this rock every day when go near it. You see, it’s not quite on our path, but it ‘s worth going out of the way for.

No, this strange smell isn’t anything like my message spots. It’s kind of a girlie smell, but not like any girl I’d want to hang out with.

It smells sort of like perfume, but I sure hope none of my girlfriends wear perfume like that. I prefer a good old strong dog scent to that smell.

My person says the smell is coming from this tree and the tree is probably trying to attract bees.

Tree covered in white blossoms

If bees like the smell of that tree there’s got to be something wrong with them. I mean, who would want to go after that smell?

But maybe those bees are smarter than I thought.

white blossoms


I don’t see any of them hanging around this tree.

They probably found something that smelled much better.


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


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What’s the Real Story?

Bees and PenstemonMy person tried to tell me yesterday that we couldn’t go in my wash because of some invisible things. I didn’t believe her. I think she was just making excuses for not going in my wash.

But I just remembered something. The day before when we were in the wash, we walked past my red flowers like we usually do. These flowers like to hang out in my wash. I’ve never seen them leave it. There are a few that creep up to the edge of the wash, but they don’t get out.

Normally these flowers are very quiet. They don’t even move much, unless there’s a breeze. But this last time we walked by they were very noisy. They were making a buzzing sound.

And there was movement all through those flowers. It almost looked like the flowers were jumping off their stems so they could visit each other, but none of the visitor flowers were red like the others.

When I looked closer I realized that all of those visitors were bees. The flowers were full of bees. Where did they all come from? They’d never been around before.

But before Detective Dog shows his hat on the question of bees, I’m still working on those invisible things my person told me about yesterday.

Now I think she made up that “no see ‘em” story because she didn’t want to bother the bees. I’m not buying it. She’s going to have to come up with a better story.


Posted by on May 16, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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