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Food on the Table

I’ve got it all figured out now. All I have to do is convince my person there’s thunder outside and I’m scared to leave the house.

Sometimes I have to get Scratchy to growl – you know that low quiet kind of growl that cats do. And my person will think she’s heard thunder.

Then I get to go.

As soon as I hear the word car I’m out of here and headed for the car door.

I don’t care where we’re going as long as I get to go in the car – well, as long as it doesn’t end up at the dog hotel.

Today I really lucked out. I got to go to lunch.

I really got excited when they brought the food to the table.

I couldn’t wait to see which plate was mine.

I waited patiently. It seemed like it was taking a long time for someone to hand me my plate.

My person got busy talking to our friends who were at the table with us.

I think she forgot all about me. They all started eating and talking.

Hey! Where’s mine?

I finally had to take things into my own hands paws.

This one smells the best. It must be mine.

Do you believe it? They pushed me away and nobody shared even one little bite with me.

They ate all their food, and mine too.

Next time I come here, I’m having my plate served on the ground.

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

Tags: car, Food, lunch, Pets, restaurant, Scratchy, Thunder

Mischief!

06 Aug

I’ve got a complaint, and I should have posted this for Monday Mischief, but when someone pulls mischief on me, I’ve got to post it when it happens.

You see, my person tried to tell me everything was fine outside. I knew it wasn’t but she made me go.

My neighbor across the street was in on it too. He said there wasn’t any thunder.

But I knew it was coming. The wind was blowing, the clouds were dark, and I knew I would hear that awful noise any minute.

It even started raining. I swear I felt a drop or two.

I took my person into my wash because it seemed like the safest place.

But then it happened. The wind picked up and I heard a rumbly in the sky. Not loud, but it still meant business in my book.

I tried to get my person to head the safest direction, but for some reason she wouldn’t go for it.

More mischief on her part, I’m sure.

Since my person wouldn’t go up that hill there was only one direction to head – and it led straight to my toadies.

And you know what my person did?

She pulled more mischief on me!

She tied me to a tree.

She tried to tell me it was so I wouldn’t trample the toadies.

I’ll trample those toadies alright.

They’re pulling mischief on me too.

They took my puddle.

There were little toadies hopping around everywhere that my puddle used to be.

They seemed to be settling in.

They even had little toad houses.

This mischief has gone far enough.

I’m having it out with those toadies right now.

Those toadies are going to have to move and give me back my puddle.

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Posted by Bongo on August 6, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: dry wash, mischief, Pets, Thunder, Toadie, toads, Trail, walk

Tadpoles and Toads

05 Aug

The other day I discovered that something had invaded my puddle. Tiny tadpoles filled it and they were everywhere.

I wasn’t sure what would become of my puddle.

Notice I said my puddle. I had to convince those tadpoles that it was still mine and they didn’t belong there.

So I watched those tadpoles every day and I tried to talk reason into them, but it wasn’t doing any good.

I kept hoping the tadpoles would be gone, but every day when I showed up to visit my puddle they were still there.

Nothing I did seemed to do any good.

Until one day when I went to visit my puddle I found a tadpole leaving it.

And the next day when I came back I found two of them out of the water.

Now to convince the rest of them.

This one seems a little confused. I don’t think it’s sure whether it’s a tadpole or a toad.

Come on buddy. You’re a toad. You’re a toad.

The next day I was really in luck. There were four little toadies hopping around on the rocks.

They even got stuck in a crack.

And today when I went back – well – there were still some tadpoles hanging out in my puddle.

But the rocks were alive with little tiny toadies!

How many toads can you see?

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Posted by Bongo on August 5, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Pets, Puddle, Tadpole, Toad

Like a Little Child

04 Aug

Puppy in the grass (Photo credit: justmakeit)

You know that fish Peter found last week with the coin in its mouth?

I’m going to go hang out with Peter and see if he’ll share.

What? What do you mean, Peter’s busy?

***

An argument started among the disciples as to which of them would be the greatest.

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What? The disciples argued? I thought they were perfect.

You’d think anyone that hangs out around Jesus as much as they did would have Jesus rub off on them and they wouldn’t do anything wrong.

Okay. I’ll listen.

***

Jesus knew what they were arguing about and He called a little child and had him stand among them.

Jesus said, “I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.”

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Oh. Does that mean I have to be like a puppy again in order to go to heaven?

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Jesus also said, “And whoever welcomes a little child like this in my name welcomes me.”

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I would welcome a puppy. Maybe you should go out and get me a puppy, person.

I am too listening.

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“But,” Jesus said, “if anyone causes one of these little ones who believe in me to sin, it would be better for him to have a large millstone hung around his neck and to be drowned in the depths of the sea.”

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Does teaching a puppy how to do mischief cause that puppy to sin?

On second thought, maybe we shouldn’t get a puppy. I like swimming, but not if I have a weight around my neck that makes me sink to the bottom.

I’m not sure I want to listen anymore.

Okay, I guess I’ll listen. Are you almost done?

***

Jesus told a story to show how much He cared about the little ones.

He said, “If a man owns a hundred sheep,…

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Sheep!? What happened to the puppy?

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and one of the sheep wanders away, the man will leave the ninety-nine sheep on the hills and go look for the one that wandered off. And if he finds it, he is happier about that one sheep than about the ninety-nine that did not wander off.” Jesus said, “In the same way your Father in heaven is not willing that any of these little ones should be lost.

***

Hey person, I’ll be back in awhile.

I’m going to look for that puppy. I think he got lost.

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Posted by Bongo on August 4, 2013 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

Tags: Bible, child, Christianity, dogs, heaven, Jesus, Peter, Pets, Puppy, Religion and Spirituality, Sheep

Diamonds

03 Aug

My trails are filled with treasures, and some of them are going to make me rich.

So rich that I will be supplied with treats for life.

First I found a money tree, then I found pearls, and now diamonds!

These diamonds are small, so I’m checking carefully to make sure I’ve found them all.

Diamonds are valuable, so I can trade each one of them for a truckload of tasty treats.

Just look at these diamonds!

They’re scattered all over the ground around here.

Some diamond lover could use these to make a necklace, or a beautiful bracelet, or even a diamond ring.

Maybe I should keep some of these in case I want to give a ring to one of my girlfriends.

No, wait. Never mind. I’m sure any girlfriend that I have would prefer the treats to the diamonds. Besides, it would have to be something like an earring for any girlfriend of mine to be able to wear it.

Hey, what’s this?

I don’t believe it! Just what I was looking for.

A diamond earring!

I can give this to one of my girlfriends and she can wear it.

And it’s even sticky. What a bonus! It will stick right to her ear.

Which girlfriend should I give it to?

On second thought – would anyone like to trade an earring for some treats?

That way all my girlfriends will be happy.

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Posted by Bongo on August 3, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Diamond, Engagement ring, girlfriend, Jewelry, Pets, pitch, Treats

Acorns and Insects

02 Aug

You want me to put on my Nature Dog hat again? Already?

I think I’ll just stand by this bush instead.

This looks natury enough for a nature talk. Okay, here goes.

We don’t have oak trees on my trails, but we do have acorns.

They grow on these bushes called Scrub Oaks.

I took my person for a walk in the wash today and the scrub oaks along the wash have more acorns on them than other scrub oaks on my trails. I guess because they get more water.

My person thinks those acorns are pretty. I kind of wish she didn’t because she keeps stopping to take pictures of them.

But acorns aren’t the only things these scrub oaks have.

Somebody must think they needed more decoration so they hung some ornaments on the leaves.

These things hanging on the leaves are called galls.

I think it’s kind of an ugly name for something so pretty.

I don’t know what the official name of this one is, but I’m calling it a peppermint gall.

These galls are made by insects that either hang out on the plant or lay their eggs there and cause the plant to grow over them. Then those insects hang out in their nice, cozy home until they’re ready to poke their little heads out and see what’s out there. They bore little holes in the galls to get out.

This next gall probably explains why they’ve got that name. There are more of these than any other kind on the scrub oaks on my trails.

I call these galls Ugly Galls.

I sure hope I never see one of the bugs that lives in there.

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Posted by Bongo on August 2, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Acorn, Gall, insect gall, nature, Pets, Photography, scrub oak

Time for a New Hat

01 Aug

I’m putting on a new hat today. This is my Nature Dog Hat so I can tell you about nature on my trails. But this post comes with a warning.

Warning: This post is about spiders and insects. If you’re squeamish (what’s that word?) don’t scroll down to the picture at the end.

It’s really hard to get a picture of these bugs, but we found one walking along on the ground – right in my yard.

Normally they buzz right by us. Buzzing is right. They make a loud buzz when they fly by, and you get a glimpse of black and orange. Maybe they should be called Halloween bugs. Those are the official Halloween colors, aren’t they?

Once you hear what these bugs do, you’ll realize they fit right into that holiday. These bugs are mean.

They’re called tarantula hawks. They like tarantulas, but the feeling isn’t mutual.

You see, these hawk things – which are really wasps, look for tarantulas and when they find one they poke it with their stinger.

That tarantula plops over as if it’s dead, but it’s really only paralyzed.

Then that nasty tarantula hawk lays one single egg on the tarantula and buries the tarantula. When the egg hatches that nasty baby eats the tarantula, while keeping it alive as long as possible by saving the vital organs for dessert.

Then it flies away to do the same thing all over again with another poor, unsuspecting tarantula.

The tarantulas are starting to come out now. My person just saw the first one of the season.

Watch out, tarantula! Those tarantula hawks are looking for you.

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Posted by Bongo on August 1, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: nature, Nature Dog, Pets, tarantula, Tarantula hawk, Trail

New Fruit

31 Jul

I found an answer. And I didn’t even know there was a mystery.

I guess my person thought there was a mystery, but I wasn’t paying any attention.

So I didn’t even need my Detective Dog hat to find the answer.

Maybe my person should get a Detective Dog Person hat.

Here’s what happened.

Near my house, on the way to my trails, are some pine trees.

A few years ago my person noticed some blossoms peeking out from between the pines.

Pine trees don’t have blossoms and my person thought this looked pretty cool. She even made me stop while she took pictures of them.

Every year there were a few more blossoms peeking out, and the branches they were on grew leaves.

But that was as far as it went. The only mystery I could find was why my person stopped and took pictures every year.

But this year something else happened.

The tree grew fruit.

Green fuzzy fruit.

But we didn’t get rain and the fruit didn’t get any bigger.

I didn’t think I’d ever find out what that fruit was.

It seemed to be a new kind of fruit that I’d never heard of before.

Green, puny fruit.

But I walked by that fruit one more time and something had changed.

Now that tree had green, puny, split fruit.

My person said she knew what this fruit was and she never even got her Detective Person hat.

Oh nuts. It’s not fruit at all.

It’s an almond tree.

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Posted by Bongo on July 31, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: almond tree, almonds, Blossom, Fruit, Pets, Pine, Tree

Mysterious Hole

30 Jul

Since we’ve gotten lots of rain here, the ground on my trails which is usually hard as rocks, has softened up.

It’s become so soft that somebody decided to dig a big hole – right next to my trail.

This hole was awfully close to some cactus so I thought I’d better investigate to see who might have done such a thing.

A few sniffs here – and a few sniffs there.

Hmmm. There are so many smells around here. It’s hard to figure who might have dug this.

What? Huh? What are you saying, person?

You think I dug this hole?

Where would you possibly have come up with an idea like that?

I’ve been dragging you around on this leash. I haven’t been out of your sight for a minute.

I don’t know when you think I would have had a chance to dig this without you seeing me.

Besides, I’m not much of a digger.

I bet you can’t even think of the last time you saw me digging a hole.

Oh. Well, that was an exception.

That Frisbee was brand new and I really needed to bury it.

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Posted by Bongo on July 30, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: digging, Frisbee, Hiking, hole, Pets, Trail

Purple Droppings

29 Jul

This is really strange.

It’s happening in the very same spot.

But the color has changed.

This might take some investigation.

I haven’t even made it to my trails yet. I’m just a few feet from my front door.

I’m going to run back home for my Detective Dog hat.

Awhile back, way last May I think it was, I was walking to my trails and I hadn’t even made it yet when I found all these strange green things all over the ground.

I was lucky I wasn’t hit by any of them as they fell. But there they were. All over the place.

I never did solve that mystery to my satisfaction (I know, dogs like me shouldn’t be using such big words but I’ve been blogging for a long time now and it seems to be affecting my brain.). I’m still working on that investigation.

So now, I’m walking by that very same spot where I found all those green things so long ago.

And in that very same spot I find purple things all over the ground.

I’m pretty sure a flock of pesky birds dropped those green things. I think they may have been out to get a neighborhood cat – or worse yet, one of my dog buddies who walks by here.

So now I’ve got to figure out what those birds are up to.

Did they drop those purple things too?

Maybe those green things were too small, or too easy to spot.

So those birds found something bigger that blends in better.

At least I don’t think I have to worry about this anymore.

With all the wind we’ve been having I think it shook those birds out of the trees around here.

Good riddance birds.

Take your purple things with you and don’t come back.

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Posted by Bongo on July 29, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Bird, Pets, plums, Trail, trees, wind