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Stuck Duck

Stuffed bird stuck in a car's grill

Either that car was going too fast or that bird was flying way too slow.

Bongo in the back seat of a car

They should have let me drive.


Posted by on May 29, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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She Needs One

Bongo in front of a car with a sign that says I Love My PetCheck this out.

No, not me.

It’s what’s behind me.

No, not the car!

It’s what’s on the car.

It’s something my person needs to get.

As a matter of fact, everyone who has a pet should have one.

But I don’t think my person cares.

Because if she cared enough she’d get one of those things.

Just to prove how much she loves me.

The sign says pet, not pets – so I know if my person gets one of these it’ll be about me.

Cats don’t count.

Besides, the cats are my pets – I’m just not allowed to get rid of them.

Oh, wait.


I guess maybe you can’t read that sign on the car.

Sign on a vehicle that says I Love My Pet

Is that better?

Now to figure out how to convince my person she needs one.

A sign I mean. She already has a pet.


Posted by on May 20, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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Travelling Afar

Bongo in the 4RunnerSometimes I go travelling in a car.







And sometimes I travel by foot.

Bongo heading down the trail

I’ve never before travelled so far that I couldn’t come back the same day.

But this time I went a whole lot further.

I’m not even sure how I got there.

I don’t remember getting there.

But I was there – I know it.

I have proof.

I really went there.

I really did go to Sydney.

I went and hung out with a bunch of friends.

My person says it takes hours and hours to get there from here – even if you go on a big jet.

I don’t remember hours and hours and I don’t remember anything about a big jet, so there must be another way.

My person told me there is another way.

She says I probably went there in my dreams.

Bongo curled up in his kennel

That must be it!

I never knew you could really travel somewhere in your dreams.

I guess I learned something today.

Because I’m not making this up.

I did really go there.

I’ve got proof.

And if you don’t believe me, click here.

See, I really was in Sydney, wasn’t I?

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Posted by on February 10, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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Cool Car

Boy in a lime green toy carAs I headed home from my trails today, there it was.

The coolest lime green car you’ve ever seen.

And one of my little friends was inside.

He got that car for Christmas because he was a good boy.

I’m a good dog.

Where’s my car?

I could too step on those pedals and drive it.

Bongo checking out the car

Those pedals aren’t that far in there.

I could reach them.

Bongo sniffing the seat of the car

I decided I’d better check this car out thoroughly before taking it for a spin.

You never know who might have been in here before me.

So I got the car checked out and decided it was time to get in.

Move over little friend. Make sure there’s enough room for me.

Boy holding Bongo at arm's length

Wait! What?

What do you mean, you don’t trust my driving?


Posted by on January 7, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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The Hose

Bongo examining an old fire hoseHmm. What’s going on here?

This is really strange.

This piece of hose has been hanging out in the parking lot of my trails for a long time.

It’s always been straight as an arrow and flat on the ground.

So what’s going on today? Why is this hose askew?


Did it finally give up?

The last holdout, and it doesn’t want to hold out any more?

Calling it quits?

Bongo standing over an old fire hose

Look at this poor thing. All squiggly shaped now.

There used to be bunches of these hoses. They all hung out in straight lines and there was no question about it.

The cars knew where to park.

But one by one they slithered away and left this poor last hose to try to control the cars by itself.

And it couldn’t do it.

The cars park every which way now and this hose can’t do a thing about it.

But if this last hose leaves those cars will be parking out in the street.

There won’t be anything left to keep them in the parking lot.

That could be chaos. People coming back after a nice, long hike – and where’s their car?

Panicked people will be running down my street wondering where their cars wandered off to.

I think I’d better do some investigating.

Bongo looking away from the bent up fire hose

Maybe I can find where those missing hoses went off to – what hole they crawled into.

I’ll bring them back to help this last hose out, so it will stay.

Somehow I’ve got to convince this hose to stay because if I don’t, and those cars start wandering off, I don’t want any of them parking at my front door.


Posted by on October 16, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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Food on the Table

Bongo near a table of foodI’ve got it all figured out now. All I have to do is convince my person there’s thunder outside and I’m scared to leave the house.

Sometimes I have to get Scratchy to growl – you know that low quiet kind of growl that cats do. And my person will think she’s heard thunder.

Then I get to go.

As soon as I hear the word car I’m out of here and headed for the car door.


I don’t care where we’re going as long as I get to go in the car – well, as long as it doesn’t end up at the dog hotel.

Today I really lucked out. I got to go to lunch.

Bongo at the table smiling

I really got excited when they brought the food to the table.

I couldn’t wait to see which plate was mine.

Bongo waiting patiently at the table

I waited patiently. It seemed like it was taking a long time for someone to hand me my plate.

My person got busy talking to our friends who were at the table with us.

I think she forgot all about me. They all started eating and talking.

Hey! Where’s mine?

I finally had to take things into my own hands paws.

Bongo sniffing the food

This one smells the best. It must be mine.

Do you believe it? They pushed me away and nobody shared even one little bite with me.

They ate all their food, and mine too.

Next time I come here, I’m having my plate served on the ground.


Posted by on August 7, 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.


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


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