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Follow the Leader

Sometimes I like to play a game with my person when we’re out on my trails. I’m not sure if she really likes playing it with me. She doesn’t always act like she’s having much fun. I think it’s great though.

I call the game Follow the Leader, and of course I’m always the leader. My person tries to lead but I always run back in front of her.

The best way to play this game is to go around a tree and refuse to come back the way I went in. Since my person is attached to my leash she has to follow me.

She doesn’t seem to want to follow me most of the time. She keeps mumbling something about low branches. I’m not sure what she’s talking about. I fit right under them with no problem. If she would walk on four legs like I do she’d fit under them too.

She usually spoils the game at this point. I’m trying to go out the other side and she’s trying to pull me back the way I went in. We usually end up at a standstill.

She’s not going to win. She’s going to have to go under those branches.

What!? She tricked me. She unhooked my leash and pulled it around the tree. Come on, person. You’re supposed to crawl under those branches. What fun is this?

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

Tags: Leash, Pets

Yucca Yellow Flowers

10 May

Nothing exciting happened today. I don’t know what I’m going to write about. All I saw was this darn yucca plant with yellow flowers in it.

My friend Rumpy is having a poetry day on Friday and I’ve been trying to think what I should write – so maybe I’ll get some poetry practice in now. I’ve got to fill up the space with something. So here goes.

Yucca Yellow Flowers

Last year I yearned for adventure

Much more than I found in my yard

Scratchy offered me yarn and a yo-yo

and I yelped when I bit it too hard

My younger person served me some yogurt

and yummy it turned out to be

but I let out a yap when he didn’t

say yes to my need to be free

Yesterday I ran for my trails

Off yonder I started to cower

And I yelled when I felt the sharp poke of

a yucca with yellow flowers

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

Tags: Flower, Pets, Photography, poetry, Scratchy, Trail, Yucca

Thunder Run

09 May

I think my person did it to me on purpose. Almost as soon as we went outside for a walk I heard her mumble something about lightning. Then no sooner than we got on my trails I heard it. It wasn’t loud but it was definitely there. That low rolling sound of thunder.

I immediately started running. If I go fast enough I might be able to get away from it – but my person had other ideas. Boing! I hit the end of the leash. I was attached to my person and I can’t ever seem to get her to run.

Come on, person. If we move fast enough we might be able to escape that thing. Hurry up!

My person would have nothing to do with it. I’m not sure why. She’s strange sometimes.

I decided since my person wouldn’t run with me I’d better protect her, so I stuck close by her.

When she started to turn to head back home I did everything I could to convince her not to go that way. That’s where the thunder was coming from. My person needs some serious training. She wouldn’t listen at all.

We headed back home and I couldn’t decide if I should try running ahead or stick close to my person – so I did both. I went straight home and didn’t even detour to go in my wash like I usually do.

We finally made it. That was really hard, but I got my person home safe. I really thought that thunder was going to get her.

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

Tags: Lightning, Pets, Thunder, Trail

Hazardous Trails

08 May

My person is trying to tell me that my message board really is a bike rack and the bike that was stuck in it really was supposed to be there. But I don’t think so. And you know why?

Because I keep seeing bikes on my trails. If people were supposed to stick their bikes in my message board then why would they still be taking them on my trails?

Today we saw a guy who maybe should have left his bike in my message board. He rolled down a hill and up a ledge full of jutting rocks. He made it up, but when his friends couldn’t do the same thing he went back to show them how.

Well this time he didn’t make it and he got a flat tire instead.

All because he didn’t leave his bike in my message board.

Maybe I should leave a new message on my message board.

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

Tags: bike, bike rack, Pets, Trail

Trail Sleeper

07 May

Somebody’s been sleeping on my trails. I don’t know who it is, but I was walking along and saw something blue off under a tree. So I immediately had to put on my Detective Dog hat and go check it out. What’s a sleeping bag doing on my trails?

Coyotes and bunnies sleep around here, but people don’t sleep here. Until now, at least. So why would someone sleep here when there are houses so close by. Even I sleep in a house – on a nice comfy bed.

Or if the sleeping bag owner likes camping, then wouldn’t it make sense to go further away from the houses? I don’t get it.

Notice I’m checking this thing out in pointer stance – after all, I am part pointer – and there were some really serious smells clues going on. I barked at that thing – and I don’t bark unless it’s important – hoping some more clues would be released, or someone would crawl out, but no luck.

Since I’m not getting anywhere here, I think I’ll head on down the trail, and keep my eyes open for a sleepwalker. I may have to guide that sleepwalking person back to bed – but not until I’ve done some interrogating and found out the rest of the story.

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

Tags: Detective Dog, Pets, Sleeping bag, Trail

Prison Song

06 May

Paul and Silas with the Jailer – Artist Unknown

Hey person, whatever happened to that Saul guy? You know, the one that Jesus struck blind on the road to Damascus?

Who’s Paul? I’m talking about Saul.

What? They’re the same person? Now I’m confused. How come he has two names?

So most people called him Paul after he met Jesus? Was that because he was like a different person? So what happened to him after that?

He got to go on road trips? I want to go on a road trip. You haven’t taken me anywhere in a long time. Except on my trails, that is.

Where did he go on those road trips? Did he have a really cool car? Maybe he had a 4Runner like ours.

They what!? They didn’t have any cars then? They had to walk everywhere? What’s wrong with them? I don’t want to go on that kind of road trip. So where’d he walk to?

Why would he do that? He walked to different cities to tell people about Jesus and start churches? And it took days to get to some of those places? Boy, he was dedicated. I’m sure glad I don’t have to walk all those places.

Okay, I’m listening.

My person says one of the places Paul went was called Philippi. He and his friends met a slave girl who had a spirit in her that could predict the future. She was making lots of money for her owners, but she kept following Paul and his friends around and bothering them. Finally, in the name of Jesus, Paul commanded that spirit to come out of the girl.

I hope Paul gave that spirit what for when it came out of the girl.

Okay person, I’m listening.

The owners were really mad because now they couldn’t make any money off that girl, so they dragged Paul and his friend Silas to the authorities where they were beaten and put in prison.

Ouch! I bet Paul and Silas were pretty upset.

They what? They prayed and sang hymns? In the prison? At midnight? I don’t get it person. I would be howling.

My person says there was a big earthquake when Paul and Silas were singing and all the prison doors flew open. The jailer thought all the prisoners had escaped and was about to kill himself because he would be executed for letting the prisoners go.

Wow, I wouldn’t want his job.

Paul told the jailer not to kill himself because all the prisoners were still there. Then the jailer asked Paul and Silas what he must do to be saved.

Person, what does he need to be saved from. Was there going to be another earthquake?

I am listening.

Paul and Silas told the jailer, “Believe in the Lord Jesus and you will be saved.”

They told the jailer and his household about Jesus. Then the jailer washed their wounds and he and his family were baptized. He took Paul and Silas to his house and fed them and was filled with joy because he and his family had come to believe in God.

Hey person, if I tell someone about God will I get a midnight meal too?

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Posted by Bongo on May 6, 2012 in Bongo, Dogology, humor

Tags: Bible, Cats and Dogs, Christianity, faith, Jesus, Paul, Pets, Philippi, Silas

My Own Garden

05 May

Strange things keep showing up on my trails. I guess this is the time of year for strange plants. Most of the plants that have been popping up have been around here before. But these plants are new. And they’re right in the middle of my wash.

It looks like somebody planted a garden in my wash. I think I need to put my Detective Dog hat on. Wait, what’s this? There are still seeds around these plants. Hey, person, what kind of seeds are these?

Sunflower seeds? Hey, these are garden plants. Somebody’s starting a garden in my wash. I wonder what will come up next. Maybe I’ll be able to munch on carrots and peppers on my walks. I’d better make sure I take this route through the wash every day.

But who planted these here? It must be one of my secret admirers who knew I would come through and find this garden.

But who would do that? We don’t often see anyone else in this wash. Who would know to plant this garden here for me?

I think I’d better put my Detective hat on a little tighter. I really want to know the answer to this. I’m going to have to do some serious clue hunting.

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

Tags: Garden, Pets, sunflowers

Whose Blog is this Anyway?

04 May

Hey person, what do you think this is, a nature photography blog? This is my blog after all, and I don’t want any pictures of those dumb cactus flowers on it. I mean, what are they good for? You can’t even see if they smell good because if you try you might get pricklers up your nose. And I know they’re not good for eating. I wouldn’t even think of taking a bite. And you know me, I eat almost anything.

Now look at this. A tennis ball, waiting for me, right in the middle of my trail. Now that’s something to put on my blog. It’s not every day that a tennis ball shows up. Here’s a newsworthy item. Take a picture of it.

Hey, what are you doing taking more pictures of that stupid cactus? You’re taking more pictures of that than my tennis ball. C’mon, I need more pictures of the tennis ball.

Okay, I’ll let you put one more picture up. Only because I need you to help me write my blog. That picture there. You can put that one up. That cactus has personality. It looks like a Transformer.

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

Tags: Cactus, Pets, Photography, Tennis ball

Snake Alert

03 May

There’s a snake in my yard! It’s getting bigger by the day. I think an invisible snake charmer is calling it out of my yucca plant.

Maybe it’s good that it’s coming out of the plant. At least I know where it is. That would be terrible if I happened to walk by that yucca plant, you know, getting ready to do my business or something – and that snake jumped out at me.

Did you jump when I said that? I’m getting scared just thinking about it.

The worst thing is that a second snake is starting to come out of that plant now. How many more snakes might be hiding in there? I hope that invisible snake charmer gets busy and calls all of them out.

In the meantime, I think my person is going to have to take me for extra walks on my trails instead of letting me out in the yard. I hardly ever see snakes on my trails.

Hey person, I don’t think you want to take a chance that that snake might get me. I don’t care if it’s dark. I think you’d better take me out on my trails right now.

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

Tags: Pets, Snake, Yucca

Choose the Closest Mesa

02 May

My people took me for an early walk. That’s good – I think – except we hardly ever go for morning walks. We usually go in the afternoon or evening. And only sometimes do both of my people go with me. But the worst thing was that they cut the walk short. No way can it be time to go back already.

Here comes the really bad thing. After we got back from my walk both my people got in the car and left. They said they were going to a place called Mesa and they would be gone all day.

What! You mean I’m stuck in the house all day with Scratchy? Can’t you at least leave me out in the yard? I promise I won’t jump the fence. Really.

And where is this Mesa place? Why is it so far away. We have lots of mesas right around here. You could run over, touch a mesa, and come right back. Or you could at least go to Airport Mesa, catch a plane to that faraway Mesa, and then you could get back home sooner.

Well, I was hanging out in the house feeling miserable because my people were gone so long, and I had started to squeeze my legs together, when I heard a strange car in the driveway. Well, it wasn’t my people’s car anyway. I think I’ve heard this car, but not for awhile.

Then somebody came in the front door. It was a friend I hadn’t seen for a long time and she let me out in the back yard. What a miracle! How did she know to come over just now? I felt so relieved.

My people finally came back home and I tried to tell them how lucky they were that my friend came over when she did, when it dawned on me.

I heard somebody say once that mesa means table in Spanish. We have a table in the kitchen. My people didn’t have to go anywhere.