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A Good Day

Bongo in front of the fence he jumpedToday was a good day.

I had one of the most fun adventures I’ve had in a long time.

Here’s what happened.

My person let me outside this morning and it was a beautiful morning.

Warm and sunny.

I wanted to stay outside.

Usually my person won’t let me stay outside by myself, but I curled up in a sunny spot looking innocent and she let me this time.

Something about being too busy to chase me all over the yard.

Usually I don’t like it when she’s too busy, but sometimes busy can be a good thing.

So she went back in the house and I couldn’t resist.

You see that fence behind me?

I jumped it.

And I was free!

I wandered around the neighborhood having a great time.

I think I saw my person’s car driving by after awhile.

Guess I should head back closer to home.

Oh, here comes my person walking out of the house now.

Oh great! Time to play chase.

Come on person. I’m right here across the street.

Bongo on the corner of the street

I love it when she comes after me.

I stay just far enough away so she can’t get me.

And look, she’s so insecure she can’t go anywhere without that leash in her hand.

I don’t want it attached to me so I think I’ll go say hi to the neighbor.

I’m sure he’s good for some loves.

Hey wait neighbor. You didn’t tell me you were in cahoots with my person.

That old grabbing me by the collar trick.

I fall for it every time.


Posted by on April 9, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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Who’s Up to Mischief

Scratchy on top of cabinetsScratchy, the cat I live with, has been up to all kinds of mischief lately.

For some reason I always get all the blame for all the mischief around here, but this time I have proof that Scratchy did it.

Check out this picture.

Scratchy’s on top of the laundry room cabinets.

And it’s sure a good thing that opening to the attic is closed up tight.


Because my person said when it was first put there – way back before I lived here – the cover wasn’t over the hole and Scratchy discovered it before she did.

But since Scratchy couldn’t escape that way he tried another way.

Scratchy sitting at an open door

And don’t think Scratchy was just sniffing the air because he didn’t stay at the entrance.

Scratchy heading downstairs

Who knows where Scratchy would have ended up if I hadn’t put a stop to it.

If Scratchy doesn’t stay where he belongs I’m going to have to do something about it.

Like lock him up in cat jail.

Bongo and Scratchy going at it while Scratchy is in the cage

I’m the only one around here who’s allowed to be an escape artist.

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Posted by on March 3, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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The Great Escape

Bongo in front of the fence he jumpedSince I moved to my forever home I’ve been finding some great ways to escape. I shared a couple of those with you last week. Unfortunately, my person caught on to my tricks and I wasn’t able to use them anymore.

Then I came upon the ultimate escape trick – and it all happened by accident. If we’ve been friends for awhile you probably know that I am deathly afraid of thunder. Well, one day some of my person’s family were here visiting and they left me in the backyard – and it started to thunder.

I wanted to get far away from that thunder but I was stuck in the yard. I was desperate and willing to try anything. So I gave a run for, and I jumped. I was able to grab on to the top of the fence and pull myself over. I was free!

And since I knew I could do that now I started doing it sometimes just for fun. If I got bored, I jumped. Even a couple times when I was hanging out in the yard with my person. She was just sitting around, pulling out all my treats weeds. So I decided to give her some exercise – and over I went.


Person, I don’t want to tell them that?

What do you mean you won’t type this up for me if I don’t?

Okay. One time when I jumped the fence my person caught me before I got over, but all she could get hold of was my back leg. And I couldn’t pull myself over the fence because she was holding on to my leg. So we were in limbo. No way was I going to get off the fence and let my person win, and she wouldn’t let go of my leg. But I made one mistake in my calculations. I jumped onto the part of the fence that opens.

My person opened that gate, got in front of me, and pushed me backwards. No fair!

But there are no pictures of this so my person can’t prove it’s true.

Now my person won’t let me stay in the yard by myself, and if it’s thundering she won’t even let me outside without a leash on.

I’ve got to come up with a new escape plan.

Any ideas, anybody?

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Posted by on February 11, 2013 in dogs, humor


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Out the Front Door

Bongo Heading Out the DoorAfter those extra fence posts that I told you about yesterday were put up in my yard, I had to find another way to escape.

This time I made my move right out the front door. But I couldn’t do this just any old time. Front doors are hard and not possible for a dog to bust down. Even Super Dog can’t do it.

So I have to wait until my person opens the door.

When my person is walking out the door and I’m in the house her back is to me, and she doesn’t have a clue what I’m up to.

So now’s my chance. Quick, run right past her and out the door as fast as I can and out of her reach.

Then comes the fun part.

I have to stay just far enough away from my person so she can’t catch me. Twenty feet is usually good.

Bongo is out the door

Then when my person starts getting close I move another twenty feet away.

Most of the time I let her catch me after we’ve gone around the block. But I have gone up on my trails and made my person hike after me.

Unfortunately, my person caught on to this trick too. Now she walks out the door backwards so she can keep an eye on me. Maybe she’ll trip and I can get out anyway.

And she sometimes joins forces with my younger person when he’s around. Especially when there’s thunder and I really want out the door.

Holding Bongo from going out

Oh the life of a dog. It’s so hard to keep one step ahead of my people. Time to come up with something new.

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Posted by on February 9, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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My First Escape

Bongo running along the fenceWhen my people decided to get a dog they had their back yard fenced in. The neighbors already had fences on two sides of the yard but one of the fences had a big gap at the bottom. Big enough for a dog to get through easily. So my people put in a little fence to cover the gap and fenced in the rest of the yard. Then they came and found me and brought me home.

My people figured it was safe on nice days to leave me outside while they went off and did whatever it was they were going to do. But I didn’t like it one little bit. I just got a home with people to give me loves and toss balls for me to catch – and now they’re leaving me.

I felt caged and alone in that yard. So I did some exploring. And I found out I wasn’t as caged in as I first thought I was.

I found a neighbor to hang out with and she was really nice. But I learned that she was up to no good. Next thing I know, here comes my person driving up the street. My nice neighbor had called my person at work and let her know I had escaped.

It took awhile for my person to discover my trick. I let her think that I could just disappear and reappear on the other side of the fence. But one time I didn’t wait long enough and she caught me in the act.


Now there are some extra fence posts in the corner where I was able to squeeze through before.

I keep telling my person they look really ugly there and she should take them down.

But she won’t listen to me.

Bongo at the corner of the yard


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


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Getting Even

Bongo's Mess

Bongo's Mess

Yesterday both my people left for a long time – again. They just did that a few days ago. My special friend came over to let me out. Last time she was here she tricked me. She snuck out the door when it was thundering and I really needed someone to stay with me.

This time I decided I would get her back so when she let me out in the yard I jumped the fence. That’ll teach her. I didn’t want her to find me right away so I immediately ran over to the next block. This is great! Freedom! But wait, she’s supposed to come looking for me. Where is she? Last time she talked to my person on that little box and learned her tricks. Maybe she’s doing that again. My person would tell her where to find me. Guess I’d better head back and check. Here she comes. She tricked me by making me come back to my own street first.

Hey, wait a minute! You can’t put me back in the house and leave! That makes me mad. I’m finding a way out of here. Back door’s shut. Maybe if I move the mat out of the way I can get through it. Nope. This window doesn’t work either and knocking over the guitar in front of it didn’t help. How about the bathroom? Oh no. The only thing I can move there is the mat. I’m not getting anywhere. I just want to get out so someone will come and chase me. Guess I’ll spill my water instead.


Posted by on August 30, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor, pets


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