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Who’s Lassie?

LassieOn my trails today I met a family. They were very nice and they gave me loves. My person and I walked on and then headed back home on a different trail.

We were walking along, minding our own business, when we noticed someone following us. Not many people use the trail we were on so it’s unusual to find somebody following us. Well, the people caught up with us and guess what! It was that family again. The one that had given me loves.

They were lost. They didn’t know how to get back to their car, so they decided they would follow me.

I felt pretty cool about that, but then they started calling me Lassie.

Lassie? Who’s Lassie? Don’t they know my name is Bongo? They should know that. After all, I’m famous.

My person had to explain who Lassie is and she found a picture of Lassie for me. Hey, wait a minute! Lassie looks like my friends the Collies. I don’t look like Lassie at all.

It’s a good thing I helped that family find their way back to their car. They were really confused. If it hadn’t been for me they might still be walking in circles on my trails.

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Posted by on April 9, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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How to Walk in Snow

Bongo with a Frisbee in the SnowI don’t believe it! My person let me outside Sunday morning and there was snow everywhere. And not just a little bit of that white stuff. There was bunches. Perfect for dragging my Frisbee through. It slides really well in snow. This new Frisbee I have slides so well that sometimes it slips away from me and I have to find it.

Bongo in the Snow

If you look really close you can see my Frisbee flying behind me.

 

After I’d had enough of the Frisbee games, I decided it was time to take my person for a walk. I’m not sure taking my person for a walk in the snow was such a good idea though.

She kept making me stop so she could take pictures, and even when she wasn’t taking pictures she wouldn’t go fast enough.

Bongo in the trail in the snow

Hurry up, person.

 

Cactus in Snow

Cactus Covered in Snow

 

Snow on the Trails

Prickly Pear in Snow

Frozen Pricklers

 

I kept finding all kinds of really great smells in the bushes and every time I tried to go find where the smell came from my person yanked me back to the trails. Besides, every time she took a step her feet made such a loud crunching sound in the snow that all the critters probably heard her coming and ran for it.

Bongo Sniffing in Snow

Bongo at the Stream

I didn't know there was a stream here.

 

Then, guess what? I found a dead mouse sitting right on top of the snow. I picked it up and started to chomp on it. And you know what my person did. She made me drop it. I tried to ignore her but she wouldn’t give up. I figured if I dropped it for a minute she’d be happy and I could go pick it up again. But no. She wouldn’t let me get back near it. I can’t figure out why she would want to waste a good tasty morsel like that.

Bongo and Mouse in the Snow

I’d had about enough after that. I took my person home. And if she keeps spoiling my fun in the snow I’m leaving her home next time.

 
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Posted by on March 20, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Where’s the Vandal?

Cairn Knocked Over

This is wrong. This is totally wrong. Someone knocked down the trail marker. Now people are going to get lost on the trails. They’ll go the wrong way.

 

 

 

 

 

I’d better investigate. Maybe I can find some clues.

Bongo Checking the Knocked Over Cairn

No unusual smells here.

This one here is still standing, but there’s something strange about it.

Bongo Checking Out Cairn

Look. A clue. What is it person?

A tent bag? You mean the guilty culprit camped out here?

Bongo Checking the Clue

This one’s still standing, but it’s starting to lean over.

Bongo Checking the Leaning Over Cairn

Oh look! Another one down.

Bongo Checking Another Downed Cairn

I think they went that a way.

Bongo Looking Past the Downed Cairn

Hey person. I think I found something. I’ve never seen tracks like this on my trails before.

Horse Shoe Prints

I think this is it. Now I’ve just got to figure out what kind of creature has feet like this.

I know one thing for sure. If I find a creature that went the wrong way, has strange looking feet, and is hanging out inside a dome tent, he’s the guilty one for sure.

 
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Posted by on February 21, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Stuck in the Valley

The HillThere’s a little valley on my trails that goes down, and then it goes right back up. At the bottom, if it’s been raining there’s a little tiny stream that flows into a wash. If there’s water there its fun to get my feet wet, but my person usually steps over it. She just doesn’t know how to have fun.

What I really like to do is run down that trail building up speed, and then run right back up the other side. I should be able to get all the way to the top that way without any effort at all.

There’s a problem though. A really serious problem. And it’s called My Person. She won’t run. She just keeps plugging along at her same old usual pace. So what happens to me?

I’m running up that hill and I hit the wall. Except the wall is behind me. It’s called “the end of my leash.” All that wasted energy. I’ve still got to go the rest of the way up the hill and all I can do is plod along at my person’s speed. All because she won’t step up the pace and run along with me.

Maybe I should put her on a leash and see how she likes it.

Up the Hill

 
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Posted by on January 11, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Dammed Up

Bongo exploring the puddle with the new damI’m busy investigating. You see, when I was out walking on the trails today and I stopped by my puddle I found that somebody had dammed it up.

At first I thought maybe my puddle had been visited by beavers, but my person told me that beavers don’t use rocks as their building materials – and besides I’ve never seen a beaver anywhere near my puddle.

I hope I can find some clues as to who built this dam in my puddle. There might have been some puny puddle people who showed up in the middle of the night and wanted a larger puddle. The puddle is changing because of the dam. There are now green plants floating in it. Maybe the puddle will change into a lake now and I’ll have a swimming hole.

That would be so cool – to have a swimming hole on my trails. Unless those puny puddle people decided to turn into large lake lizards and try to share the swimming hole with me. I’m not sure how that would work out.

I think I’ll wade across now and hit the trail on the other side.

 
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Posted by on December 30, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Devil’s Kitchen

Bongo on the TrailI’m beat. My person did it to me again. We went out for our walk, but when we got to the place we normally turn back we went the other way. We go that way sometimes, but not very often. We walked along for awhile on the trail and then my person took me on another trail. She said she’d never been on this trail before, but she was taking me someplace special. She’d been there, but she’d taken her car and walked on a much shorter trail. We could have gone in the car. I wouldn’t mind.

This new trail wasn’t bad. It was mostly downhill so we could go fast. I tried to follow a couple coyote trails that I smelled, but my person said it wasn’t the right way. How did she know? She said she’d never been on this trail before.

We didn’t see many people on the way, but I heard some strange voices coming out of Coffee Pot Rock. They were all tinny and echoey. I didn’t know that that rock could talk.

Coffee Pot Rock

Well the rock got quiet when we walked around its base. I guess we scared it. I almost didn’t recognize the rock. It looks different when you’re that close.

Under Coffee Pot Rock

Under Coffee Pot Rock

The trail went past a really cool house.

House

One little part of the trail was actually a road and we had to get out of the way when a couple vehicles came by. It was hard enough to walk up and down that road. All steep and rocky. Those vehicles were going very slow.

4 Wheeling

4 Wheeling

We finally got to the special place. I ran right up to the edge to check it out. It was nothing but a big hole in the ground. My person said it’s called Devil’s Kitchen. An underground part became hollow first and then the whole thing fell in.

Devil's Kitchen

Devil's Kitchen

Devil's Kitchen

Devil's Kitchen

Devil's Kitchen

After checking out that hole we headed back home. My person didn’t tell me we were going to have to go uphill.

Going Home

Coffee Pot Rock

Gray Back

 
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Posted by on October 26, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Almost Up the Chimney

My person totally confused me today. Normally when we go for a walk we make a big loop – going out on one trail and back home on another. Today we got to the place where we usually turn around and go back – but we didn’t go back. My person took me on a trail I’ve never been on before and we kept walking further away from our house. I wasn’t sure what to think, but it was fun finding new smells. My person likes to drag me along when I’ve stopped for a good smell, but this time I kept trying to drag her more than she was dragging me. She kept stopping and getting her camera out. I’d be walking along and suddenly come to the end of my leash.

My person took me to a rock called Chimney Rock. You can probably figure out why it’s called that.

Chimney Rock

To get there we had to walk through some dry washes. They only have water in them when it rains.

Bongo in a Dry Wash

When we got around the side of Chimney Rock it looked different. Instead of one big rock it looked like three.

Chimney Rock from the Side

We got to the top of the trail and it went back down the other side, so we stopped and rested before coming back the way we’d gone up. Someone was nice enough to leave a stick up there for me. I tried to get my person to throw it so I could go after it, but she said I might fall down the steep hill. I couldn’t convince her otherwise.

Bongo and the stick he found

View from the Top

My person kept stalling on the way home – getting her camera out for more pictures.

Chimney Rock from the top of the trail

Coming back down

Sugarloaf in the sun

Thunder Mountain

Coffee Pot Rock in light

Thunder Mountain

Bongo and Coffee Pot Rock

Mogollon Rim and Airport Mesa

It’s a good thing they had the trail marked. I could find it by the smell, but I think my person might have gotten lost.

Trail Cairn and Bongo

I guess It was good my person took her time, or we wouldn’t have seen this.

Sunset over Chimney Rock

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Posted by on October 15, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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