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I Don’t See It

Bongo looking for somethingPerson, I don’t know what you’re talking about.

I don’t see a thing.

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Bongo looking the other way

Is it over there?

I think you’re making something up.

I don’t even smell anything interesting.

That’s got to mean you’re making it up.

Bongo with a tarantula on the ground near him

There is nothing that’s about to crawl on me – or bite me, or anything else.

You are hopeless, person.

Why do you make things like this up?

You probably can’t think of anything to put in my blog post so you’re making things up instead.

If you’d just take me on longer walks we’d have all kinds of adventures.

I’d have to do extra posts to get all the adventures in.

But no, you’ve got to make things up instead.

There’s nothing here.

Tarantula

Oh!

Monday Mischief Pet Blog Hop

Click here to find more mischievous pets.

 
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Posted by on August 4, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Dragging Them Off

Saint Philip Healing the Cripple in Samaria Jacob Jordaens  (Flemish, Antwerp 1593–1678 Antwerp)Hey person, I’m still fuming from last week’s story.

I’m sad that Stephen was killed and I’m so mad at Saul because he let that happen.

Saul could have stopped it and he didn’t.

If I ever find him, I’m going to grab his clothes in my teeth and play tug-of-war with them.

You know how strong I am from when I play tug-of-war with you – except I don’t do it with your clothes.

I might get in trouble if I did that, huh?

Okay I’ll listen to the story, but if I get mad again I’m covering up my ears.

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On that day a great persecution broke out against the church at Jerusalem, and all except the apostles were scattered throughout Judea and Samaria.

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This is not good.

I think I’ll cover my ears now.

Okay, I’ll listen a little bit longer.

But if it’s bad I’m covering my ears.

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Godly men buried Stephen and mourned deeply for him. But Saul began to destroy the church. Going from house to house, he dragged off men and women and put them in prison.

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Okay, that’s it.

Saul and I have a date for a game of tug-of-war and I’m dragging him off.

And then I’m covering my ears.

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Those who had been scattered preached the word wherever they went.

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Hey wait a minute.

Isn’t that what Saul was trying to stop?

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Philip went down to a city in Samaria and proclaimed the Christ there. When the crowd heard Philip and saw the miraculous signs he did, they all paid close attention to what he said.

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Do you think Philip could do a miracle to get rid of Saul?

He won’t have to?

Why not?

Oh, I get it.

Someone else is going to take care of Saul.

Maybe even me.

Okay, I won’t cover my ears.

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With shrieks, evil spirits came out of many,…

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You make me leave my ears uncovered and then I hear shrieks.

Okay, I’m listening.

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…and many paralytics and cripples were healed. So there was great joy in that city.

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Hey, Saul was kind of the cause of the great joy coming to that city.

I bet that makes him mad.

 
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Posted by on August 3, 2014 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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Stacked Up

Bongo looking back at a rock stack on the trailMost of my adventures happen in a day, or a walk, or maybe even in a minute.

But this adventure took a long time to unfold.

Almost a month.

Because every time I walked by this place something had changed.

For some reason people like to stack rocks on my trails.

Sometimes when I go for a walk I’ll find that a new stack has appeared.

And sometimes it’s gone again the next day.

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But one particular stack started out small.

Bongo in front of the rock stack

And then it grew.

And a few days later…

Bongo next to a stack of rocks

It grew again.

So I started getting excited to see what would happen each time I walked by.

How big would this stack get?

So the next time I walked by that way…

Bongo in front of a slightly shorter rock stack

Wait a minute.

There’s something wrong with this picture.

I’m not very good at counting, but aren’t there supposed to be more rocks on this stack, not less?

 
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Posted by on August 2, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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What to do with Cats

Scratchy on top of a cat cageSomething happened while I was at the dog hotel.

The cats I live with took over my blog.

Do you believe it?

Cats on my blog!

And they tried to keep it a secret.

But one of my blogging buddies spilled the beans.

So I had to do something.

And I did.

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I sent Scratchy to the vet.

Scratchy on cat cage

Scratchy hates the vet.

And they must not like him either.

When I go to the vet I get treats and loves.

Scratchy doesn’t get any treats or loves.

It was the perfect punishment for Scratchy.

But now I’ve got to figure out what to do about Gizmo.

Gizmo stretched out on the couch

He’s the chief instigator these days.

Bongo looking cute

I’m open for ideas.

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

 

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Vacation from Vacation

Bongo on the floorI finally made it back home, but now I need to take a vacation from my vacation at the dog hotel.

I’ve got to catch up on my Zzzz’s before I can write another post.

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In the meantime I’m only allowing pictures to be taken of my good side.

Bongo's profile

I’ve got a big zit on my nose.

It’s so embarrassing!

 
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Posted by on July 30, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Cat Blogging

Gizmo lying on his backIt’s been really quiet lately.

No Bongo around.

Peaceful, but kind of boring.

Scratchy and Gizmo together on the futon

Hey Scratchy, check this out.

Bongo’s blog.

There aren’t any posts on it.

We can do whatever we want and he won’t notice.

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Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Dddddopp,pppk;k;lll;kl;k;;;;ddddddddddddddddddd

Wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwllllllllllllllllllllllllmmmmmmmmmm

Gizmo lying in front of the door

I think I’d better hang out by the door now.

I need some advance notice when Bongo comes back.

 
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Posted by on July 25, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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On Vacation

Bongo's profile

I’m on vacation – hanging out at the dog hotel for a few days.

They don’t allow dogs to have WIFI here.

I’m going to have to get my person to find me a place that has all the amenities (whatever those are).

See you soon.

 
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Posted by on July 21, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Where’s the Rescue?

Cigoli [Public domain], via Wikimedia CommonsI’ve been waiting all week to find out what happened to Stephen after he was arrested.

The angels rescued him, right?

What do you mean, I have to listen to find out?

They did rescue him, didn’t they?

Okay, I’m listening.

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Last week Stephen was seized and brought before the Sanhedrin and false witnesses were brought against him.

The high priest asked Stephen if these charges were true and Stephen gave them a speech, sharing Israel’s history and how it pointed to Jesus.

Then Stephen said, “You stiff-necked people, with uncircumcised hearts and ears! You are just like your fathers: You always resist the Holy Spirit! Was there ever a prophet your fathers did not persecute? They even killed those who predicted the coming of the Righteous One. And now you have betrayed and murdered him – you who have received the law that was put into effect through angels but have not obeyed it.”

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I think Stephen might have made them mad.

Yes, I’m listening.

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When they heard this, they were furious and gnashed their teeth at him.

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That sounds like something a dog would do.

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But Stephen, full of the Holy Spirit looked up to heaven and saw the glory of God, and Jesus standing at the right hand of God.

“Look,” he said, “I see heaven open and the Son of Man standing at the right hand of God.”

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Is Jesus going to send down some fish?

That would prove that Stephen saw him.

I am too listening.

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At this they covered their ears and, yelling at the top of their voices, they all rushed at him, dragged him out of the city and began to stone him.

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This doesn’t sound good.

Run Stephen, run!

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Meanwhile, the witnesses laid their clothes at the feet of a young man named Saul.

While they were stoning him, Stephen prayed, “Lord Jesus, receive my spirit.”

Then he fell on his knees and cried out, “Lord, do not hold this sin against them.” When he had said this, he fell asleep.

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What do you mean, Stephen wasn’t taking a nap?

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And Saul was there, giving approval to his death.

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If I ever see Saul, I’ll be gnashing my teeth.

Hey, do you think Saul had something to do with those tadpoles that disappeared a couple days ago on my trails?

 
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Posted by on July 20, 2014 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

 

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Who’s the Boss?

Two little dogs on the trailThey bark at me every time I pass their yard.

Which is every day – because their yard is right by my trails.

I guess they’re trying to tell me who’s boss.

Okay fine.

I didn’t want to come in your yard anyway.

You can be the boss of your yard.

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But today something different happened.

I found them on my trails.

My trails, mind you.

And they still tried to tell they were the boss.

But I gave them a little different perspective.

It’s kind of hard to tell somebody you’re the boss when they’re towering over you.

Bongo meeting Woogie and Lolo

Okay guys, I guess I’ll let you come on my trails.

Just remember who the boss is.

 
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Posted by on July 19, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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They’re Gone!

Bongo checking out the missing puddleThis is terrible! Just terrible!

Remember how I found tadpoles in my puddle yesterday?

Well, today I went to visit them and someone had taken my puddle and the tadpoles.

Who would steal a puddle and a bunch of tadpoles?

I can’t imagine anyone doing such a thing.

But somebody did.

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I’m going to have to get my Detective Dog hat on and investigate this.

Bongo looking cool with his Detective Dog hat on

Let’s see.

First clue.

That sun is trying to hide.

Sun setting behind rocks

I wonder if it’s sneaking off with my puddle and those tadpoles.

I’ll know by morning.

If the sun doesn’t show up then I’ll know it’s guilty.

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Or maybe it’s this butterfly.

Yellow butterfly

Alright butterfly, fess up!

I know you did it.

You probably took off with those tadpoles one at a time and hid them somewhere.

Wherever that puddle went to. That’s where you hid them.

Oh, wait a minute.

That butterfly must have had an accomplice.

It may have been able to hide those tadpoles, but I don’t think it could move the puddle.

I’d better do some more searching.

Sniffing former tadpoles

This black stuff where my puddle used to be has an interesting smell.

It smells just like – just like…

Tadpoles!

Okay, now I’ve got something new to solve.

What do you do with a bunch of flat tadpoles?

 
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Posted by on July 18, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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