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Dressed for Thunder

I can’t believe my person did that to me. The rumbles were starting up in the distance and I was getting pretty nervous. Then you know what she did? You’re not going to believe this.

She put on my anxiety vest and she left. She left me home with all that thunder – and it was getting louder.

I would have run out the door with my person but my younger person was still in the house and he grabbed me by the collar. He wouldn’t let me go until my person had gone out the door and closed it.

Then the thunder got really loud. I’m sure my person was trying to get away from it. She got in her car, so she probably drove to where that thunder couldn’t reach her.

But why didn’t she take me? It’s really not fair.

On top of that crashing thunder the rain started pounding down on the roof. I shivered and shook, all the time thinking of my person and how she’d gotten away from it without me.

Finally, everything got quiet.

And guess what. Here comes my person, driving up in her car.

Sure, person. It’s safe to come back now. The thunder’s gone. You were scared and ran off while I stuck it out here.

Next time person, you don’t need to run off. Just stick with me and I’ll protect you.

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

Tags: Pets, Thunder

Dots in the Dirt

11 Jul

The dirt on my trails looks a little different today. I don’t know why, but there are dots in it.

Those dots don’t smell any different.

So where did they come from?

Did someone take a stick and poke it all over my trails? They must have poked pretty fast because they made a lot of dots.

Maybe they had a large sheet of dots and they went along my trails pressing it in everywhere.

But why would they do that? Did they think I was so bored that I needed something to do in my Detective Dog hat?

Well, you’ve got something coming if you think that. Anyone who would take time to put all those dots on my trails must be really bored. Don’t you have anything better to do?

What, person? What do you mean, God made those dots?

Those are from raindrops? Raindrops make mud – and puddles. Since when do they make dots?

It’s not even wet. Shouldn’t there be tiny puddles in the raindrop dots?

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Posted by Bongo on July 11, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Hiking, Outdoors, Pets, Rain, raindrops, Trail

My person and I went out on my trails late yesterday. The sun was just about down and everything was in shadow. My person says that this time of year it’s cooler when we go out that late, but I know that was only her excuse. She left me alone all day and got home late.

We were walking along my trails and I kept hearing a squeaky sound. It sounded like one of my squeaky toys and I thought maybe one of my trail dog friends had brought a squeaky toy out with him. But that dog had to be really good because there was no way I could make any of my toys go squeak, squeak, squeak that fast.

I kept hoping my trail dog friend would catch up to me and I could figure out how he did it, but I didn’t see any other dogs on my trails.

Then I remembered something Marina and Bassetmomma, two of my blogging friends, told me. They said to “look up.” They were telling me to look up for those elusive century plants and I never could figure out how they could be hiding in the sky, but this squeaky sound seemed to be coming from above me.

So I looked up.

And you know what I saw?

Dozens of bats, dancing around in the sky. I bet they were having trouble finding those elusive century plants too.

But you know what the best part is?

My person couldn’t make me stop while she took pictures. Her camera doesn’t reach that far.

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

Tags: bats, Pets, Trail

Tree Litterer

09 Jul

There is something really strange hanging from that tree over there. I’ve never seen a piece of fruit with a shape like that.

I’m concerned. I’ve been finding litter on my trails lately. My person and I have been taking the litter and throwing it away. Now it looks like someone is hanging the litter from trees.

This is getting to be a serious litter war. These litterers are not only trying to see who can leave the most litter, but they are trying to see who’s litter will last the longest. They’re putting it in places where it’s not easy to pick up and throw away.

I don’t think I can even reach that tree litter. I’ll have to jump pretty high. I might even have to get my person to help me with it.

I’d better check this out a little closer. Maybe that will give me a clue as to who left it here. If I find the guilty litterer I’m going to give him what for for sure.

Hey, wait a minute! This is really strange.

You know what this is? It’s a bunch of seeds.

Why would anyone want to hang seeds from a tree? If someone wants to plant seeds they should put them in the ground.

If they leave those seeds here the birds will get them before they can sprout.

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

Tags: litter, Pets, Tree

Floating on the Nile

08 Jul

English: Baby Moses rescued from the Nile (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Wait a minute person. You mean there’s another baby in the Bible that’s important besides baby Jesus. How can babies be so important? They’re not even big enough to give me loves yet.

Okay, I’ll listen. But this better be good.

My person says a long time ago all the Israelites lived in Egypt and there were lots of them. There was a new king (Pharaoh) in Egypt who was afraid that if war broke out the Israelites would join with Egypt’s enemies, fight against Egypt, and leave the country. So Pharaoh put slave masters over them and made them work really hard.

I hope they got lots of treats for working hard.

My person says they didn’t get any extra treats, but they kept growing in number.

They really need extra treats now.

I am listening, person.

That king must have been really mean because he told the midwives – the what? He told the ladies that help women when they have their babies to kill all the boy babies but let the girl babies live. But the midwives feared God and wouldn’t do it.

So then that mean old king told the Egyptians to throw all the Israelite’s boy babies into the Nile River.

That’s really bad. Boy babies grow up into boys who like to play catch with me. What if there were no boys to play catch with?

Yes, I’m listening person.

One Israelite mother hid her baby for three months so he wouldn’t get thrown into the Nile. But when she couldn’t hide him any more she put him in a basket, coated it with tar and pitch, and put it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile. The baby’s sister watched at a distance to see what would happen.

Pharaoh’s daughter found the baby and she felt sorry for him because when she opened the basket he was crying. Then the baby’s sister came and offered to get someone to nurse the baby for her – and she went and got her own mother to do it.

When the baby was older he went to live with Pharaoh’s daughter and became her son. Pharaoh’s daughter named her son Moses.

Hey, wait a minute. You mean that mean old king who wanted all the boy babies killed became Moses’ grandfather?

I bet Moses gave him what for when he got bigger.

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Posted by Bongo on July 8, 2012 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

Tags: Bible, Christianity, dogs, Egypt, faith, God, Israelite, Moses, Nile, Pets, Pharaoh

Beginning and the End

07 Jul

My time on my trails was uneventful today. Well, sort of. We didn’t meet anyone on my trails. It’s been hot here so not many people and dogs are going out. But stuff did happen before and after the trails.

My person and I were still in my yard, heading out to the street that goes to my trails. And along came three dogs and a person. It’s the person who knew my name before I met her. She must really like my blog because she’s been bringing her dogs by my house.

But our people won’t let us meet. Those dogs and I keep yanking at our leashes but our people won’t give.

So I headed to my trails disappointed because I didn’t get to play with those dogs, and I didn’t find any of my friends on my trails.

Our walk was over and we were heading into the parking lot when I saw her. I hadn’t seen her in a very long time. My girlfriend Lucy!

But Lucy was stand-offish and didn’t want to play with me. Disappointment on top of disappointment.

Oh no! What if she heard about LeighLa, my other girlfriend? My friend Sweet Kitten warned me about having two girlfriends but I didn’t believe her. I thought it would be okay.

What do I do now? They’re both my favorites. This is serious disaster!

Help! Somebody please give me some advice.

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Posted by Bongo on July 7, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

Tags: Lucy, Pets, Trail

Follow Me Anywhere

06 Jul

One of my favorite things to do on my trails is to go walking in the wash. My person used to follow me in there when I wanted to go.

But now when I try to head down the trail to the wash she holds back and won’t go with me. Just because it’s steep with loose rocks and she slipped on them once.

I tried to help her up when she slipped, but she wouldn’t go for it. She was sitting there in the dirt and I jumped all over her trying to get a good hold so I could help her up.

And you know what she did? She pushed me off of her. What kind of gratitude is that? I’m trying to help her and she pushes me away.

She did get back up on her own and we went the rest of the way down the trail and into the wash. But she won’t go down that trail anymore.

I tricked her though. A little ways past that trail is another trail that goes into the wash. It’s not as steep and doesn’t have as many loose rocks. I guess my person doesn’t notice that we’re still going into the wash because I head that way and she just follows along.

I wonder where else I could get her to follow.

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

Tags: Hiking, Pets, Trail

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.

Hey, check this out. Those partiers didn’t leave at all. They’re right here.

It’s an ant party!

I sure hope they clean up their mess when they’re finished.

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

Tags: ants, party, Pets, Trail

Looking for Loves

04 Jul

Look at this! There’s a little bike parked here. And by the looks of it, it belongs to a little girl.

That means a little girl is on my trails. Woo woo! I like getting loves from little girls. Come on person, we’ve got to go find her.

Hurry up, person. Stop dragging your feet. I’ve got to find that little girl. I want my little girl loves.

No, she isn’t here. Maybe she’ll be around the next corner.

Wait a minute! What if she took a different trail? What if I never find her? What if we finish our walk and the little bike is gone and there’s no little girl. That could be a serious disaster.

Come on person. We’ve got to check all the trails. We’ve got to find that little girl before she gets away. She could be around any one of these bends in my trails.

I’m so disappointed. I can’t find that little girl anywhere —oh wait. Here she is! And she’s smiling at me.

I know this little girl. She’s given me loves before.

Little girl loves are the best!

Hey person, can we take this little girl home with us? Maybe we could trade her for Scratchy.

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

Tags: Pets, Trail

Somebody Won!

03 Jul

I won, I won! What? No, wait a minute. Scratchy won.

Hey!

I was reading a blog post from my friend Mr. Cheddar. Don’t tell anyone I said this, but I think Mr. Cheddar is one of the best looking cats I know. Oh dog, did I say that? I’m not even supposed to like cats. If anyone knows it will ruin my reputation.

Mr. Cheddar had a contest and I wanted to enter it, but only cats were allowed to enter.

So I entered Scratchy.

I didn’t think anything would come of it. Scratchy’s never won anything so I didn’t figure he’d win this either.

But he did. He won. And now he’s holding it over me.

Scratchy’s getting special treats in the mail and he’s not sharing.

My person says that even if Scratchy did want to share she wouldn’t let him. I’m not supposed to eat cat treats.

No fair!

Scratchy, you’d better enter me into every dog contest you find.

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

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