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Third Week of People Mischief

Bongo sitting in front of a futonThis is the third week in a row that my people have pulled mischief on me.

I am so miserable. It can be really awful having mischief making people.

They both left the house on foot – and they didn’t take me.

Do you believe it? On foot, and they didn’t take me.

My person said I’d been on two walks the day before, so it wouldn’t hurt me to miss my walk.

So now what I want to know is who told her? My walks with my neighbor dog Toby when she leaves me all day are supposed to be a secret.

I pointed out that it is National Walk Your Dog Week and my person said I could have walks the rest of the week.

She said they were going into coyote territory and they didn’t want me trying to give any of those coyotes what for.

Well, they didn’t see or hear a coyote, but they did get attacked.

By cactus pricklers ,thorny bushes, and loose rocks. My person came home full of scratches.

They should have taken me. I would have protected them.

But it’s all about that camera still. At least my person showed me where they went.

Coffee Pot Rock and an ocotillo

Mogollon Rim

Tree near a cave entrance

View of Sedona from Keyhole Cave entrance

Next week there’s going to be some new mischief.

That camera will be missing when I’m through.

But I won’t get into trouble for anything because Scratchy pulls all the mischief around here.

Now if I could only convince my people…

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Posted by on October 7, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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Friendly Romp – Blocked

Bongo stretching after something in the distanceI don’t think my person trusts me. Today we were on the trails and some people and two dogs came toward us.

They stepped off the trail so we could pass. Usually my person makes me step off the trail, but this time they did it first.

Pretty cool because now we can walk right by those dogs and I can go over and say hi.

Well you know what my person did?

She grabbed my collar as we were walking by so when I tried to go see those dogs I ended up walking on my two hind legs.

I know people walk this way all the time but for a dog it’s undignified. I really don’t know what my person’s problem is – embarrassing me like that.

I’m nice to other dogs – – – sometimes.

We walked on and my person did it to me again.

We’d been hearing coyotes howling for awhile and we started getting closer. I thought those coyotes might be fun dogs to play with so I started pulling my person along toward them.

You know what she did this time?

She shortened my leash so I couldn’t catch her off guard and pull it out of her hand. Then she said something about those coyotes and about me being a dead dog.

Dead dog my foot. If you won’t let me have any fun person, I’m taking you back to the house.

Bongo heading up a cliff


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


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Not the Toadies

Bongo tied on top of red rocksA couple days ago I posted about all the mischief that was done to me.

Well, I think I have to make an apology.

It’s really hard for me to apologize. I’m usually such a perfect dog that I rarely have anything to apologize for.

But I think I might have made one little mistake.

You see, I blamed the toadies for taking off with my puddle.

But upon further investigation I discovered that it might not have been those toadies at all.

And now I have a real mystery on my hands paws.

I’m going to need to wear two hats to solve this one.

Detective Dog

My Detective Dog hat.

Bongo wearing his Nature Dog hat

And my Nature Dog hat.

Somebody left behind some evidence. And it doesn’t look like those toadies took my puddle at all.

I even found that the toadies were getting into the evidence to help me investigate.

But if I’m reading the clues right, this has got to be the strangest creature I’ve ever seen.

It’s got two different kinds of feet – one foot is a paw, kind of like mine. The other is a hoof.

And to make matters more confusing, there was a smaller guy hanging around with this creature. Maybe if I find the little guy it will give me a clue about that strange creature.

The only animal around here that I know of with a hoof is a javelina.

Javelinas are strange enough on their own, but half a javelina? Now that’s really strange.

And what’s the other half? Maybe a coyote? So what is that?

A javeyote? Or maybe a coylina?

That settles it then. That little guy I’m looking for must be a jackelope.

Animal tracks in mud


Posted by on August 8, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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No Self-Respecting Dog

Bongo sniffing something in the dirtA couple days ago strange things were happening on my trails. Squishy mud stayed around after the sun should have chased it all away. I picked up a lot of clues but I wasn’t able to get to the bottom of the investigation.

So I headed back out to look for more clues. And while I was investigating I found evidence of something else.

Somebody had dropped something right in the middle of my trail. No self-respecting dog would do this, and it’s a good thing you can’t see it very well in the picture because it’s not a pretty sight.

It’s full of juniper berries! Who would eat juniper berries? We get these things all over my yard and they don’t even smell good.

Juniper berries on the tree

Fortunately there was another clue to help me out. The smell.

I always suspected, but now I know for sure. Coyotes are not self-respecting dogs. If I ever find the coyote who did this, I’m going to give him what for for sure.

I might have to post a guard out on my trails to make sure those coyotes don’t mess them up again.

But there’s one more thing I’ve got to check first.

I’ve got to make sure they’re not drinking any water out of my puddles.

Bongo sniffing the water in a puddle

Nope, it’s all here. And it better stay here too.

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


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Let Me Play

Bongo on a Short LeashCome on person, let go of my leash. Or at least let it out so I have a chance of yanking it out of your hand.

Person, I really want to go play.

You’re always getting your camera out and making me wait while you take pictures. Why aren’t you doing it now?

Person, that’s a real pretty dog over there. Take some pictures. And while you’re distracted with the camera I’ll go over and play. You can get pictures of both of us together.

Let go of my collar, person. What’s wrong with going over and playing for a few minutes?

Maybe if I get up on my back feet and dig in I can pull away from my person.

Hey person, where are we going? I want to play with that dog over there. We never go back this way. Let’s go back the usual way. That way I can play with that dog.

What do you mean you don’t want me to play with that dog? I don’t care what its name is. Dogs don’t pay attention to other dog’s names. They just play.

I don’t see anything wrong with that name. I think coyote is a nice name.


Coyote drawing

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Posted by on September 8, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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Coyote Diet

Bongo and BerriesI might not be the pickiest of eaters. I’m still getting rid of those dried beans I ate yesterday. But I’m a lot pickier than some of those coyotes that live in my neighborhood. Most people think they just eat things like rabbits and mice – you know, those little creatures that go scurrying around. Well, they do eat those things. My person would get really upset if I ate one of those cute little animals, so I don’t. Besides, it’s really hard to catch those furry little things when she’s got me on a leash.

But those coyotes eat something that is really strange. It’s so strange that I don’t consider it food at all. We have them all over my front yard and I don’t so much as give them a sniff. But those coyotes do. They eat them by the bushel. Tons and tons of them. Little tiny, round, blue, hard as marbles juniper berries.

Why those coyotes eat them I have no idea. My person sweeps piles of them up from our driveway. A coyote feast full, or a slip-sliding disaster.

Come on coyotes. Come over to my house for a slip ‘n slide. When you get tired of that you can eat those juniper roly things and my person won’t have to leave me alone in the house while she goes out there with a broom.

And while you’re at it, you can have some of the beans that I left along the trail for you too.

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Posted by on January 7, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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Coyote Attack

Coyotes Attacking Little DogI got to be a hero once. It was a long time ago – not too long after I came to live with my people. It had snowed the night before – you know, that cold white stuff – and my person wanted to take me for a walk in it. I’ll go for a walk in any weather, as long as my person goes along with me. The snow wasn’t very deep – only about to the top of my feet when I stepped in it. My person said it was really pretty – it just looked white to me.

There are trails near our house. That’s where we usually go walking. Other people and dogs share the trails with us and usually a few other animals as well. On this day we were walking along minding our own business. The snow covered up all my favorite smells so I paid attention to the cold, crunchiness of it as I stepped. We rounded a bend in the trail and there they were. Three coyotes attacking a little dog! Those coyotes took one look at me and ran off. The little dog ran the other way and and when his person showed up my person had to tell him which direction to go.

I knew I had to give those coyotes a what for so I went off after them. Boing-o! I came to the end of my leash. Come on person, what are you thinking? I’ve got to go get those coyotes. I looked back at my person and I couldn’t figure out what she was doing. She was lying on her stomach in the snow – still holding on to my leash. She’d gone all the way through the snow so she was really lying on red mud. I don’t know what she was thinking. All she had to do was let go of my leash. It would have been so simple.


Posted by on October 31, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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Coyote Chase

A coyote in Yosemite National Park, California...

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I chased a coyote once. It was really humiliating (I learned that big word – humiliating – from my person.) My leash was still attached to me, although I’d managed to separate it from my person. It kept clunking around every bush and it finally got stuck in a bush. I had to wait for my person to come free me. I thought I’d go run after that coyote again, but after she freed me, my person shortened my leash so I couldn’t pull away again. Sometimes she spoils all my fun.


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Posted by on August 19, 2011 in dogs, humor