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Toss the Ball

Yay! My person is coming back from Indiana tonight. It’s a good thing because my younger person is going away for the weekend. If my person wasn’t coming home she would make my younger person stay home with me – and then he’d probably be mad at me.

In the meantime Scratchy and I are standing watch, waiting for my person to get home. I can’t believe Scratchy cares, but here he is sitting next to me and waiting. I’ve got my ball ready for my person to toss. Scratchy, maybe you should get a piece of yarn or something. Actually, never mind. I don’t think our person can toss balls and twirl yarn at the same time. She may be good, but I don’t think she’s that good. At least she said she wasn’t that good and I want all the ball tossing time I can get.

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Posted by Bongo on November 10, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Cat, Cats and Dogs, Home, Pets, Scratchy

Where Did She Go?

09 Nov

I think my person has ADD. She gets up and heads for the door, so I run to the door getting ready for her to let me out, and then she does something else. How could she forget so quickly? I mean, sometimes it’s only a second or two. She turns the other direction, or she gets distracted by something on the counter, or she gets herself something to eat.

Can you believe that? She was getting up to let me out, and I was so looking forward to catching a few Frisbees, and then she forgets and gets herself something to eat. She doesn’t even give me any food. How rude is that?

About this time I’m usually running back and forth between my person and the door to remind her that she was supposed to be letting me out and tossing Frisbees to me. Sometimes she finally remembers, and sometimes she doesn’t. Usually if I go right up to her and jump up and down a few times it jogs her memory. I just wish she didn’t get so distracted. It would be so much easier on me.

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Posted by Bongo on November 9, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Pets

Can You Walk to Indiana?

08 Nov

My person is leaving today and I’ve got to stay home with my younger person. I have to watch over him and make sure he gets up in time for school. He won’t let me in his room though. He says I get too much hair everywhere. So I guess I’ll just have to scratch on his door.

I’m not sure where my person is going. She says it’s someplace called Indiana. I don’t know where that is but I know it’s a long way from Arizona. My person says she can’t even walk there. She says if she tried it would be a very long time before I would see her again.

She says she’s going to get in her car but I’m not allowed to get in with her. She has to drive for two hours to a place called an airport in Phoenix and get on something called an airplane that will fly her to Indiana. She pointed out an airplane that was flying overhead and said it is like a very large bird that people can fly inside of. I’m not sure I’d want to trust the insides of a bird’s belly.

Since my person won’t be here to help me write my blogs I had her help me do some ahead. She said she’d try to post them but her schedule might be all screwed up. Somehow I think my person is losing sight of her priorities.

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Posted by Bongo on November 8, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Pets

No, Not That!

07 Nov

I didn’t notice it at first because as soon as my person got home she put her hiking boots on and attached my leash to my collar and we headed out the door. I think she felt guilty about only giving me half a hike the other day because the scent of my person’s little blogging friend hung around her.

Yes, she admitted she had been with her blogging friend, but she said she’d made a point of getting home in time to take me for a walk before it got dark. Thank you person. You didn’t do that the other day.

But there was something else. It became obvious when we returned home from our walk that it wasn’t only the little blogging friend that I smelled. It was a new scent. Something, actually somebody that I hadn’t smelled before. Not a person. Not even a dog, and definitely not a cat. It was a – a – it was – I haven’t been around one of those in a very long time. It was a puppy.

Nooo – not a puppy. What if my person wants to replace me with a puppy? What if she thinks that puppy is cuter than me? I’m in trouble now. Where would I go if that puppy came and took my place?

What? You mean? That puppy’s not coming here? You’re not going to replace me? That puppy belongs to your blogging friend? Silly person. Why didn’t you tell me that sooner?

Half a Hike (bongodogblog.wordpress.com)

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Posted by Bongo on November 7, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Pets, Puppy

Who Needs the Internet?

05 Nov

My people were gone for a long time and when they came home they said the Internet had gone down. I don’t know what that means. My person said she couldn’t check her email or Facebook and my younger person couldn’t work on the research for a paper he needed to write. All that didn’t really mean much to me, but then my person said something else.

She said that I wouldn’t be able to read any comments from my dog blogging friends, and I couldn’t answer any. Now that hurts. What is this Internet thing anyway? When it goes down you mean I won’t hear from Bassa or Rumpy or Bones? What about Lola, or my friend who shares my name – the other Bongo? You don’t mean I can’t talk to the 2 Brown Dawgs, or the Iowa Dogs, or my friends Amy, Mumsy, and Deannamelanie and all their animals? And what about Wonderbutt? Oh man, this really hurts. And I’ve got lots other friends too. Too many to mention them all. Whatever this Internet thing is, I sure hope it gets up soon. Is there such a thing as an Internet alarm clock?

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Posted by Bongo on November 5, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Pets

Half a Hike

04 Nov

It’s not fair! Only half a hike. I only got half a hike. It’s all my person’s fault. She got home late, and she said if we went out any longer we’d be coming home by flashlight. That’s okay by me. I’ll hold the flashlight. She wouldn’t go for it.

You know what she was doing? She was helping a friend – a little friend – younger than my younger person, to set up a blog. After all that I’ve taught my person about blogging, she goes and teaches it to someone else, and then comes home late. She goes off and blogs with someone else and then cuts into my time. How ungrateful can you get?

I know what I’ll do. I’ll invite this little friend over here and I’ll tell her she owes me half a hike. Actually I think I’ll hit her up for a hike and a half, because I’ll have another hike coming by then. I’m getting excited already. I think I have a new hiking buddy. My person can go off on her own.

My New Blog

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Posted by Bongo on November 4, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Hiking, Pets, Trail

Haunted Hamburger

02 Nov

My people left me for awhile today. They said they went to a place called Jerome. I don’t really care what they did, but what I do care about is what my younger person smelled like when they came home. He smelled like scrumptious, juicy, flavorful, tasty, water is pouring out of my mouth, barbeque ribs.

Next time you go to a place like that people, please take me with you. I’ll behave. I promise. All you have to do is give me some of those ribs.

My people said there were no dogs allowed where they went. It was a restaurant called the Haunted Hamburger. The what? How can a hamburger be haunted?

They said they didn’t know about the hamburger being haunted, but the town of Jerome is famous for its hauntings. You’d think they could find some ribs in a safer place.

Well I decided that maybe I didn’t need to go with my people to such a spooky place, but the least they could do if they were going there anyway was to bring me a doggie bag.

My person showed me some pictures that she took in Jerome.

View from the Haunted Hamburger

Jerome, Arizona

At the base of the copper mine

House in Jerome

Abandoned House in Jerome

Street through Jerome

This one says it all.

Jerome Resident

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Posted by Bongo on November 2, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Jerome, Pets, Photography

Where’s the Treats?

01 Nov

My person told me I couldn’t go out looking like myself yesterday, so she dressed me up as a Cub Scout and took me for a walk. I’m not sure what she was talking about, and I don’t even know what a Cub Scout is, but she said something about treats. I’ll do anything for treats. Well, almost anything.

We went walking along the trail – me all dressed up. We met a few people on the trail but none of them had treats for me. Hey, what gives? I thought if I wore this silly thing that everyone I ran into would give me treats.

Then I figured out what the problem was. I didn’t run into anybody. My person pulls me off the trail whenever someone comes walking by. How does she expect me to get treats when I’m standing out of the way?

Once I realized that, I moped all the way home. We didn’t even see any more people. Darn. I really wanted to check out that running into theory. Anyway, I guess my younger person felt sorry for me when we got home because he gave me an end of the trail treat. And I didn’t even have to run into him.

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Posted by Bongo on November 1, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Cubscout, Pets, Trail

No Place Safe

29 Oct

I’m so disappointed. You see this picture of Scratchy here? He did that for a dog. And that dog wasn’t me. He’s never done that for me.

I guess I’d better explain a few things. This picture was taken a few years ago – before I came to live here. My person says she used to have different kitchen cabinets, and they went all the way to the ceiling. Scratchy couldn’t escape by jumping on top of the cabinets, so he did the next best thing. He got as far away as possible and then, well, you know the rest.

Scratchy says (yes, I talk to Scratchy every once in awhile) that dog didn’t even live here. She just came to visit for a few days and Scratchy didn’t like it one little bit.

I really don’t think it’s fair that a visitor dog got Scratchy to do something that I can’t get him to do. Scratchy hung out on top of those kitchen cabinets for ten months after I came to live here, but never once did he arch his back like that for me. Would anyone like to help me with a fundraiser to pay for my person to put the old kitchen cabinets back?

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Posted by Bongo on October 29, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Cat, Cats and Dogs, Pets, Scratchy

Tuna or Beans?

28 Oct

Scratchy doesn’t eat much besides his cat food, but he loves tuna. When my person opens a can of tuna he comes running. I don’t know why, but my person gives him special treatment. She gives Scratchy all the tuna juice and I only get the leftovers. Whatever Scratchy doesn’t finish is what I get. It’s a good thing Scratchy’s only cat-sized because he gets more tuna juice than he can handle. Can you imagine if Scratchy was my size? I’d never get anything.

For some reason Scratchy thinks every can my person opens is a can of tuna. He hears that can opener going and he comes running to the kitchen. When he finds out my person just opened a can of beans he turns up his nose and walks away. I’ll take some beans.

No such luck. For some reason my person’s not in a sharing mood when she opens a can of vegetables. I’m not sure why.

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Posted by Bongo on October 28, 2011 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Cat, Pets, Scratchy, Tuna