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Invasion!

On Friday my person rescued me from the dog hotel – I mean, she came and forced me away. I was having so much fun I didn’t want to leave.

I got home and looked forward to a nice, long nap when I noticed something was afoot.

Cats.

Scratchy had invited Gizmo over for a sleepover.

Remember Gizmo?

So now I had two cats to put up with.

I wandered around the house looking for a comfy, peaceful place to lie down where there weren’t any cats, when I saw him.

Gizmo brought his friend Tiberius with him.

The cats were having a party.

And there was no holding them back.

They took over my kennel.

Gizmo, don’t try to deny it. I know you were checking out my dog jail kennel.

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They took over the floor.

Then they took over the couch.

Hey, that’s my couch!

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They tried to steal my snake.

Gizmo, get away from my snake!

Not you too, Tiberius!

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The cats even took over the counter.

Scratchy, can you take your cat party outside?

Gizmo, what are you up to now?

Oh, no. Don’t you dare invite another cat to your party.

Can somebody please help me!?

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Posted by Bongo on March 17, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Cat, cat party, Cats and Dogs, Gizmo, party, Pets, Scratchy, Tiberius

Happy 2014!

01 Jan

Happy New Year!

I had a great time at the party last night.

Is it midnight yet?

Finally, it must be midnight.

It’s so dark I can’t see a thing.

Happy 2014!

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Posted by Bongo on January 1, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Happy New Year, New Year, party, party hat, Pets

My Kind of Party

19 Nov

Last night I think the people behind my house were having a party in their yard.

And they didn’t invite me.

It didn’t sound like a big party – just a few people.

But they were playing musical instruments and I really thought I should be part of that.

I heard the sound of a guitar every once in awhile.

That didn’t really bother me.

My person has a guitar.

It’s kind of collecting dust right now but I guess if I really wanted to play it I could tear open the case and see what kind of sounds I could make.

But there was another instrument that really attracted my attention.

It’s not one that my person has – well, she sort of has it, but not really.

And it’s something I’ve always wanted to play.

I mean, who wouldn’t want to play an instrument that was named after them.

Maybe my neighbors will hear something and invite me over next time they play the bongos.

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Posted by Bongo on November 19, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: bongo drums, Leslie Sigal Javorek, musical instruments, party, Pets

A New Clue

25 Jan

Hmmm. What’s this I’m finding on my trails? This is evidence, that’s for sure.

Now I’ve just got to figure out what kind of clue this is. Which mystery will it help me solve.

Detective Dog to the rescue!

Let me see what I can deduce with a sniff. Did you notice I’m starting to learn a lot of big detective words? Indubitably you did. My friend Jet would be proud of me.

Not much evidence here. The scent of some little hands, but which way did they go? Why did they leave this clue here? What is this stuff anyway? It’s tickling my nose.

Speak to me blue star shaped thing with tickly stuff. Where did you come from? Who left you here? Why are you still sticking around?

Wait, wait! I think I’m getting something.

That’s it!

What am I thinking? I’ve got the wrong hat on.

This isn’t a clue to a mystery needing to be solved. This is an invite to a party!

Wait for me! I’m ready now.

Oh no! There’s nobody here.

What a drag. I’m all dressed up and nowhere to go.

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Posted by Bongo on January 25, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: clue, Detective Dog, Mystery, party, Pets

Party

05 Jul

Somebody is having a party on my trails.

And it’s not me.

I found this can on my trails and it says Party right on it.

What person? I thought you said that word was Party.

I don’t get it. How can it say Party if it doesn’t say Party?

What do you mean there are more than one people languages? That doesn’t make sense. I thought there was just people language and dog language. Oh, and cat language but that doesn’t count.

Whatever that language is, I’m going after those partiers. The nerve of those people, having a party on my trails without inviting me.

Which way did they go? They must be close by. I bet they left when they heard us coming because they didn’t know it was me.

Maybe if I get my party hat they’ll come out.