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Messed up Message

Bike in Bike RackI was heading back from my trails today and getting ready to check for  messages on my message board, and leave a new message for my trail dog friends when I noticed something.

Somebody had left their bike in my message board. I’m not sure why they would do such a thing. I mean, what would happen if a message was left and part of it got on that bike?

When that bike was taken away again, part of the message would be gone. How can you read part of a message? You might not get all the information – or even worse yet, you may think you have all the information and get the wrong message altogether.

What if one of my trail dog friends gets mad at me because he misunderstood my message? All because part of it was missing.

Or what if I miss meeting up with one of my friends because I missed part of a message and turned down the wrong trail? And then maybe my friend would be mad at me because I didn’t show up.

This is serious. I’ve got to do something before all of my trail dog friends get mad at me.

Obviously that person with the bike doesn’t read. I guess I’d better leave a message with those funny symbols that people seem to understand.

No Bikes Sign on Bike Rack

 
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Posted by on May 1, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Signs

Back of Kia SedonaThe parking lot at the beginning of my trails usually has vehicles in it. All kinds of vehicles. But today I found one that said Sedona all over it. I wonder if the car needed signs so it would remember where it is.

I wonder if that vehicle has different signs for when it goes driving around to other cities. Suppose it drove to Tucson. It might forget where it was, so if it took the Sedona signs off and put Tucson signs on, it wouldn’t have a problem.

And then if it drove to Santa Fe it could change signs again and it would still know where it was.

And if that vehicle drove to Durango it could change signs once more.

Then that vehicle could loop back down to Sedona and start all over again. Or maybe it already did that. I wonder if that vehicle has been to all those places, and Sedona was the last place it went.

Maybe that vehicle needs to take a longer trip this time. What if it went all the way to Washington State and visited Tacoma. I bet it would have signs for that too.

Bongo and Sedona

I think I might like to do some travelling. I wonder if they make signs for dogs.

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Posted by on April 30, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Jump the Fence

The Liberation of St Peter. Museo Nazionale di...

The Liberation of St Peter. Museo Nazionale di Capodimonte, Naples. Regarded as Battistello’s masterpiece, it vividly captures the emotion of the scene as Peter is led from prison by an angel. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I don’t get it person. Do you mean to tell me that Peter, that guy who tried to walk to Jesus on the water, and told Jesus he loved him, got arrested and put in prison? Why would anyone put Peter in prison? Who did it? I want to give them what for.

That mean old King Herod did it? I’m for sure going to give him what for. He’s really nasty. Didn’t he want to kill Jesus when he was a baby?

What? Now I’m totally confused. That wasn’t the same King Herod? That other King Herod was this King Herod’s grandfather? So grandson Herod was a meanie like his grandfather and put Peter in prison.

Is being in prison kind of like being locked in a tiny fenced yard with no way to jump the fence?

What? It was worse? Peter was chained between two soldiers and there were guards making sure he didn’t jump the fence?

What’s the good part? That sounds pretty bad to me.

The church offered constant prayer to God for Peter? What good will that do? Will prayer help Peter jump the fence? He’d have to drag those two guards with him. I can’t even drag you over the fence when you grab hold of me.

Well, my person says that prayer did do some good because when Peter was sleeping an angel of the Lord stood by him and a light shone in the prison. The angel woke Peter up and told him to get up quickly. And you know what? Those chains fell off Peter’s hands.

Then that angel told Peter to get dressed and follow him. Peter thought he was seeing a vision and that the angel wasn’t real, but he followed him anyway. They went past two guard posts and came to the iron gate that leads to the city. And that gate opened all by itself. I wish the gate in my yard would open by itself.

Okay person, I’ll listen.

They went down a street and the angel left. Peter finally realized that everything that had happened was real and he was free.

Hey person, if it was those prayers from the church that sent the angel to free Peter, do you think you could pray that an angel would come let me out so I can run free. I’ll come back when I’m tired. I promise.

 
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Posted by on April 29, 2012 in Bongo, Dogology, dogs, humor

 

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Is this Art?

Bike RackWhoa! What’s this? It wasn’t here yesterday.

Is it some kind of gate? Maybe someone doesn’t want anyone to go that direction. They sure wanted to make sure nobody missed it. It’s such a bright color.

I bet it’s some new kind of artwork. There are lots of outdoor sculptures around our town. This must be the latest one.

Or maybe it’s one of those things for kids to play on. You know, like they have at playgrounds. Maybe if some children don’t like hiking this is here for them to play on while their parents go on my trails. Maybe I should start hanging out here. I bet I could get lots of loves from those kids.

I think I’d better check this thing out a little closer though.

Bongo sniffing the bike rack

I can’t figure out why anybody would want to put a gate here. There’s not even a trail on the other side to block off.

And I think somebody better clear out all the foxtails around here. Those kids that are going to play on this thing might get foxtails stuck in their socks.

Wait a minute! It’s not a gate – or a plaything.

I know what this thing is.

It’s a new message board.

And I get to be the first one to leave a message.

Bongo marking the bike rack

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Posted by on April 28, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Trail Lost and Found

Hat on a rockMy person says that lots of places have a special department called Lost and Found. My trails have one of those departments too.

There’s a special rock at the beginning of my trails and when people find something that was dropped they take it to the special rock and leave it there.

Most people come out the same way to get back to their car or their house. Sometimes they find what they dropped at the Trail Lost and Found.

But sometimes the people are just as lost as the thing they lost. Sometimes they are lucky just to find their car and when they do they are so happy to have found it again they go right past the Trail Lost and Found without seeing their lost stuff.

I’m not sure what to do about this. If too much stuff piles up in the Trail Lost and Found the wind is going to move it to a new place and the Trail Lost and Found will be lost until we find it again.

And if we don’t find it soon enough a pack rat might take all the lost stuff to pad its nest. Then we might never find the Trail Lost and Found and it will be lost forever.

I think I’d better do something about this. I could get rich while I’m at it. I’ll stand guard at the Trail Lost and Found until the lost people come and find their stuff. Then I’ll charge them lots of loves for guarding their lost stuff until they found it.

Bongo in front of the Lost and Found Rock

 
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Posted by on April 27, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Living with Bongo

Scratchy on the cabinetsThis is Scratchy here. It’s been a long time since I’ve stolen Bongo’s blog written a post. Bongo’s sleeping in the other room right now so I’m taking advantage of it.

Bongo says I’m not adventurous enough to write anything on his blog – well, let me tell you – living with Bongo is adventure enough some days.

The other day Bongo brought that little dog Houdini over here to play. Those two were so energetic they almost ran me right into the trash can. I beat feet out of there as quick as I could and jumped on top of the kitchen cabinets where I was safe.

I used to hang out on top of those cabinets a lot, but lately I hadn’t been up there much. I’d forgotten how nice it is, and I’ve been hanging out on them more often lately. I can see all over and nobody can touch me.

The best part is being able to keep an eye on Bongo. I can see everything he does when our people leave, and when they come back home I make sure they know about it.

And Bongo can’t do anything about it.

 
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Posted by on April 26, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Clean Bill of Health

Bongo getting love from the vet technicianWoo woo! My person took me to the vet first thing this morning for treats and loves. I love it when she does that.

I did have to put up with my vet poking things in my ear, but at least she didn’t put a stick up my rear end this time.

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When my vet got done poking things in my ear she left – and so did the other lady with her. Wait a minute! Where’s all my treats and loves? I haven’t had enough yet.

Bongo waiting at the door

 I waited at the door for them until they finally realized they hadn’t given me all the treats and loves they were supposed to give me, and they came back in. They gave me more treats and loves and my vet said my ear infection is gone. Yippee!

Oh. Wait a minute. Does that mean no more trips to the vet? No more treats and loves?

Hey person, you’d better make up for that. If you’re not taking me back to the vet I need extra treats and loves from you.

 
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Posted by on April 25, 2012 in Bongo, dogs

 

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Red Things and Round Balls

Bongo and a bush with red flowersI was walking along my trails today and I noticed that things had changed. Yesterday in this spot there were a bunch of green leaves here.

Today, those green leaves have red things poking out all over. I sniffed around trying to figure out where those red things were coming from, but I couldn’t figure it out. I guess I’d better put on my detective hat.

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Manzanita bush with berries

While I was still pondering all those red things I found these little round balls all over the Manzanita bushes. These are the same bushes that had flowers on them in January. Where have all the flowers gone? I’m not sure but I think those little round balls took them away.

Flowers hanging on juniper tree

Detective Dog is getting really flustered now. Red things and round balls. What next? I walked on a little way and almost stopped in my tracks. The Hanging Gardens of Babylon, right on my trails. Juniper trees don’t have flowers, but this one had flowers hanging all through it. I’m not sure if I can get to the bottom of this one. I might have to climb that tree to do it. Maybe if I’m really nice to Scratchy he’ll climb it for me.

Symphony of Daisies

I was about ready to give up and go home. Too many mysteries for me. Then I saw it. A symphony of daisies with a globe mallow conductor. Maybe they can sooth my troubled brain to sleep with their music.

 
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Posted by on April 24, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Who’s the Boss?

Drawing of Little Dog BarkingI hope none of my blogging friends who are little dogs get offended by this, but today I was minding my business on my trails when a little dog walked by. And you know what that little dog did? That dog barked and barked at me as if he was the boss and he could take me on.

Well, I finished putting my scent on a bush and then I decided I was going to show that little dog who was really the boss. After all, I could walk right over that dog and not even notice he was there – except for the barking, that is.

So I decided not to waste any time and headed for that little dog full speed. I didn’t make it. Boing! I hit the end of my leash. And all this time that little dog kept barking at me.

Okay person, I guess you’re the boss today – but your arm is going to be sore tomorrow.

Oh, and person, we need to have a talk about not humiliating me in front of little dogs. This could really spoil my reputation.

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Posted by on April 23, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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He’s Coming!

the Conversion of Saul on the road to Damascus...

the Conversion of Saul on the road to Damascus as painted by Michelangelo. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

My person says that around the time that Jesus was crucified there was a person living in Jerusalem named Saul. Saul was a Pharisee and he believed that the people who followed Jesus were going against God.

Hey person, what’s a Pharisee? Is that something like a fairy with good eye sight?

A Pharisee was a what? A religious leader? Wasn’t Jesus a religious leader? How come Saul thought Jesus’ followers were going against God?

Most of the Pharisees didn’t think Jesus was the messiah? Then they didn’t have very good eye sight at all. Maybe they should change their name to the Phariblinds.

Okay person, I’m listening.

My person said that Saul stood by and approved the stoning of Stephen, one of Jesus’ disciples, and then he wanted to go after all of Jesus’ followers in Damascus.

I hope somebody warns those disciples that Saul is coming.

They what? They were warned, but they didn’t need to be? I don’t get it.

Jesus took care of everything? He did? Did he send dogs on ahead to bark a warning?

Okay, I’m listening. Really.

When Saul was on the road to Damascus a light from heaven flashed around him and a voice said, “Saul, Saul, why do you persecute me?”

Saul asked who it was and Jesus said it was him. Then Jesus told Saul to get up and go into the city and he would be told what he must do.

Saul got up and when he opened his eyes he couldn’t see anything. See, I told you he was a Phariblind.

The men with him had to lead him by hand into Damascus and he didn’t eat or drink anything for three days.

Then the Lord came to a disciple named Ananias in a vision and told him to go where Saul was staying and restore his sight. Ananias knew who Saul was and why he had come to Damascus, so he protested.

I guess that dog must have barked his warning to Ananias.

I am listening, person.

The Lord told Ananias that Saul was his chosen instrument so Ananias went and restored his sight, and something like scales fell off Saul’s eyes.

Does that mean Saul wasn’t a Phariblind anymore?

 
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Posted by on April 22, 2012 in Bongo, Dogology, dogs, humor

 

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