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Trash Trooper

Bongo Looking for CluesToday my person grabbed some plastic bags as we headed out to my trails. Not those skimpy little doggie bags. These were grocery bags.

I wasn’t sure what she was thinking, and since she had her hands full I made sure I got tangled in my leash a lot.

It wasn’t until we got nearly to the end of our walk that I realized what she was doing with those bags. And it was time for me to get to work. I hope she brought my Detective Dog hat along – because somebody has been hanging out in my wash and leaving their litter behind.

Bongo Investigating

Time for me to start investigating.

Trash in the Bushes

I even found trash way in the bushes.

Bongo Sniffing a Bush

I bet this bush will talk.

While I was busy investigating my person picked the trash up. I was ready to head home to sort out the clues.

Bongo not willing to carry trash bag

What do you mean, I’m supposed to carry this?

Bongo Looking Around for Someone Else

But I’m Detective Dog. I’ve got clues to sort out. There must be someone else.

 
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Posted by on October 12, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Fairies

Purple Flowers and a Flower FairieI keep waiting for the flowers to go away so I don’t have to stop every time my person wants to take a picture of them. When they’re gone we’ll be able go twice as far in the same amount of time.

But at least now I’m getting some hope. Did you notice what’s hanging out with these flowers? There are big ones.

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Purple Flower with tiny Flower Fairies

And little tiny ones. Fairies are everywhere on these flowers.

And you know what fairies do? They go flying off with the flowers. I’ve seen them floating around in the air – and soon there won’t be any flowers left.

I’m not sure how those fairies do it. Maybe they take those flowers and drop them into a giant hole in the ground. Or maybe they pull the flowers apart petal by petal and leave them to shrivel up and die.

Whatever they do, it’s alright with me. Anything to keep my person from stopping all the time to take pictures.

But there’s one thing I hope those fairies don’t do.

Fairies, please don’t take away my weeds.

Bongo Eating Weeds

 
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Posted by on October 11, 2012 in Bongo

 

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How Old is that Lizard?

Plastic lizard embedded in clayI think it’s time to put on my Detective Dog hat because my person was cleaning up pine needles in my yard and look what she found. A lizard fossil.

This raises all kinds of questions. How did that lizard fossil get here? Where did it come from? How old is that lizard anyway?

I bet some paleontologist (did I say that word?) would be really excited to find this lizard. But he didn’t and I did – so I get to answer all these questions.

I bet this lizard lived thousands of years ago and this one got stuck in the mud way back when the rocks around here were white instead of red like they are now. Since I’ve never found any other kind of fossils, that proves that lizards are the oldest creatures around here – except for dogs, that is. Everyone knows that dogs have always been here – fossils or not.

When God created dogs He put them everywhere on earth because everyone needs to have a dog around. But lizards, they’re so scared they run away whenever they see somebody. They probably ran here because they were so busy running away from somebody somewhere else.

What, person? What do you mean? My younger person stuck that lizard in that rock when he was a little person? Well, that doesn’t make sense.

My younger person must be older than he looks to have stuck that lizard in that rock thousands of years ago. Maybe he’s into time travel. Oh boy, I think I’ve got another mystery on my hands.

 
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Posted by on October 10, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Nothing to Say

Bongo Chewing on an AntlerIt sure feels good to be home again. I mean, don’t get me wrong – I had fun playing with all those other dogs – but there’s no place like home. They don’t give you antlers to chew on at the dog hotel.

 

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I went for a quick check of my trails to make sure they’re still there.

Bongo on the Trail

Okay, that’s enough.

Bongo Sleeping

I think I could sleep for days.

Scratchy at the Computer

Bongo, wake up! Wake up Bongo!

I can’t believe this. This is Scratchy here. Bongo took a nap right in the middle of writing his blog post. What a perfect chance. I can write anything I want and Bongo will never know.

It was kind of good to see Bongo walk in the door after being gone for so long. I guess I kind of missed him.

What am I doing? I can say anything I want and I’m telling the whole world that I missed Bongo. This is nuts!

Bongo, wake up! You’ve got to finish your blog post. I have nothing to say.

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

 

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Back Home Again

SquirrelAt last! I can take that picture of me behind bars off my blog and get back to my adventures. My person finally sprung me from the dog jail hotel. I don’t know what she was doing, but it sure seemed like she was gone a long time.

Wait! You were doing what, person? What’s that picture on my blog? You left me in the dog hotel and went to hang out with other animals, didn’t you? And of all the animals you could think of, it had to be a pesky squirrel.

Wait a minute. Who else were you hanging out with? I’m gonna check through your pictures. You’d better not hold anything back on me.

What’s this? You were hanging out with —–cats!???

Scratchy, check this out. You were left behind and our person went to hang out with other cats.

Guinness

Mouse the Hairless Cat

Scratchy, look at this cat. Our person left you for a cat that doesn’t even have any hair.

Now, I get it. That’s why I found so many clumps of your hair around the house when I came home. You were trying to look like this cat so our person would come back home. Scratchy, you may be a little silly – but sometimes you’re alright.

I think we need to get together though and have a talk with our person about hanging out with other animals. Or maybe we should ignore her for awhile.

Hey, wait a minute. What do I smell? Don’t tell me our person was hanging out with even more animals?

A what? You got me a what?

Antler Chew

You got me an antler! Hey person, you can go back to Colorado any time you want. Just make sure to bring me more antlers.

Monday Mischief Pet Blog Hop

Click here to find more mischievous pets.

 
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Posted by on October 8, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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The Golden Calf

The Adoration of the Golden Calf'

The Adoration of the Golden Calf’ (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Moses was hanging out on Mt. Sinai talking to God for a very long time and the Israelites got tired of waiting for him to come down.

I think I’d get tired too, person. Patience is not my middle name.

Okay, I’m listening.

So the Israelites went to Moses’ brother Aaron and told him to make gods that would go before them.

Can Aaron do that?

Okay, I’ll listen.

Aaron told the people to give him all their gold earrings and he took the gold and made it into an idol in the shape of a calf, fashioning it with a tool.

You’d think he’d at least make it look like a dog.

Of course I’m listening. I just think they need a few more dogs in this story.

The next day the people sacrificed burnt offerings to that golden calf – it really needs to be a dog – and then they had a big party.

I hope the dogs got the leftovers from the party at least.

I’m listening.

God knew what the people were doing and He told Moses to leave Him alone so He could destroy them. But Moses talked God out of it saying that the Egyptians would say that God just brought the people out of Egypt so He could kill them.

So Moses went down the mountain with the two tablets that had the Ten Commandments on them. But when he saw the calf and the people dancing he threw the tablets down and they broke into pieces at the foot of the mountain.

Then he burned the calf, ground it into powder, scattered it on the water, and made the Israelites drink it.

That must have been some odd tasting steak.

When Moses asked Aaron what the people did to him that caused him to lead them to do something so bad, Aaron said the people didn’t know what happened to Moses and told him to make gods to go before them. So he asked for their gold and threw it into the fire and the calf came out.

See, I told you Aaron should have made a dog. If he didn’t have that calf Aaron and the Israelites wouldn’t have gotten into trouble.

 
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Posted by on October 7, 2012 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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Fuzzy Caterpillars and Beans

Bongo Behind Bars

I’m stuck at the dog hotel and I take no responsibility for what’s posted here.

Awhile back – well I guess it was a long way back – sometime last spring, I was walking along my trails minding my own business and I saw the strangest thing. Fuzzy caterpillars hung all over a mesquite tree.

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Mesquite tree in bloom

Mesquite Blossoms

I looked around to see if those fuzzy caterpillars were hanging out on any of the other trees. Nothing. I guess they liked the taste of the mesquite tree.

Then I got worried. What if those fuzzy caterpillars liked me better than that tree? What if they jumped on top of me when I walked under them? I might have caterpillars crawling all over me right now.

I shook myself off and went on my way – far away from that tree. I didn’t see any caterpillars fall to the ground. I hope they weren’t clinging on tight.

I finished my walk and forgot about those caterpillars. I never did find any on me.

Then one day I was walking by that tree again. I didn’t see any caterpillars so I figured I was safe getting close.

Hey person, I thought you said this was a mesquite tree. It’s not that at all.

Mesquite tree with seed pods

Mesquite seed pods

It’s a bean tree.

 
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Posted by on October 6, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Under a Tree

Bongo Behind Bars

I’m stuck at the dog hotel and I take no responsibility for what’s posted here.

I really blew it the other day. I’m not sure how it happened. I was hanging out waiting while my person had her camera out – again. She was taking those sunflower pictures that were on yesterday’s post.

I got tired of waiting and found some good smells under a tree.

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Bongo sniffing a vine with purple flowers

I didn’t think anything of it. Someone had left me a message and I was getting ready to leave one back – when I looked up and here comes my person, crawling under the tree toward me.

Come on, person. I’m not doing anything – really. I’m just checking out the messages around here.

Hey person, you look really silly all stooped down and crawling around under this tree. This is dog’s territory. People aren’t supposed to be under here.

You’re not going to make me go back home already, are you? We haven’t even gone on our walk yet. Why don’t you crawl back out of here so we can go?

I’m not in trouble, am I?

I couldn’t believe it. Was my person going nuts? Does she think she’s a dog now? I quickly left a message on those flowers, hoping that would make my person turn around and find her way out of there.

But you know what she did? She whipped out her camera instead. Sometimes I just can’t figure people out.

Purple Flowers

Purple Flowers

 
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Posted by on October 5, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Stopping for Sunflowers

Bongo Behind Bars

I’m stuck at the dog hotel and I take no responsibility for what’s posted here.

This time of year the sunflowers are out. I don’t see any of them when I’m on my trails, but they show up along the roadsides and they even show up in my backyard. And this year they showed up at the beginning of my trails. We didn’t have a bike rack here last year. That must be the attraction. The sunflowers wanted to hang out with the bike rack.

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Sunflowers behind a bike rack

Sunflowers behind a bike rack

Bongo, bike rack, and sunflowers

I was getting pretty tired of hanging around while my person kept taking pictures. There’s trails calling out to me. I’m ready to go on an adventure.

I figured as long as I had to hang out anyway I’d keep busy and get a good whiff of those sunflowers.

Bongo sniffing sunflowers behind the bike rack

That whiff reminded me of something. I can’t believe I was so excited to hit the trails that I almost forgot to do this.

Bongo wetting the sunflowers

 
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Posted by on October 4, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Passing the Time

Bongo Behind Bars

I’m stuck at the dog hotel and I take no responsibility for what’s posted here.

Hey everybody, this is Scratchy. Bongo’s not here, so I’m taking over his blog. He’ll never know.

It’s really kind of quiet here with everybody gone. Just me and the frog, which would be a good thing if I could get to that frog – but he’s in the bathroom and the door is shut.

I’m missing my person – and don’t you ever tell him, but I’m missing Bongo too. He kind of livens up the place.

I’ve been trying to come up with some new things to pass the time until everyone comes home again. It’s kind of hard to do that, but I did find a new place to hang out. My person never uses this thing much when she is here. I guess that’s because she spends way too much time on the computer.

It’s not really all that comfortable here, but it does give me a good view out the window.

Scratchy on the Sewing Machine

Whoa! What’s happening? My mind is playing strange tricks on me. I just had visions of Bongo trying to get up here with me.

Scratchy on the sewing machine with Bongo's nose at the base

Maybe I’d better go back to hanging out on the couch. I don’t think I really meant it about missing Bongo.

It is so nice and peaceful here.

Scratchy

Scratchy

 
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Posted by on October 3, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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