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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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He Loves Me

Scratchy at the DoorHe loves me – he loves me not. He loves me. I knew it!

Scratchy you really do love me, don’t you? Come on, admit it. You love me.

If you don’t love me Scratchy, then how come every time I go outside you’re waiting for me when I come back in.

Oh, maybe that isn’t it. You’re jealous, aren’t you Scratchy. You’re jealous because I get to go outside with my our person and you have to stay in the house.

I think our person likes me better. She takes me for walks and goes out in the back yard with me and she doesn’t do that with you.

You don’t have to what? Our person doesn’t make you what?

Well, I like the cold and rain. As long as I can go outside with my person.

Oh.

I guess she does make me go outside in thunder sometimes.

And I don’t get to what? Well, that’s because you sneak up there when our person is asleep.

She knows you’re on her bed? Okay Scratchy, you win. I guess our person loves you too.

But she still likes me best.

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Posted by on April 14, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Houdini

HoudiniWe had an uneventful walk on my trails today and I was really worried. I didn’t know what I was going to write about for my blog. No lost people on the trails, no strange objects, no nothing.

We were back at the trailhead, almost to the parking lot when we found him. He came running over to greet me and we had a great time playing. There was a family starting out on the trail and we thought he belonged to them, but they went on – and he didn’t.

Two more people headed to their car so he must belong to them. They got in their car – and he didn’t.

Oh, no. Does he belong to us? We’re the only ones left here.

My person and I went home and he followed us – right into the house. We had a great time playing. The only other dog friend I have that likes to play with me is my girlfriend Lucy.

I got so excited I dumped all the water out of my dish and turned the kitchen into a slip-n-slide, but when I wasn’t looking my person found out who my new friend is. His name is Houdini.

I’ve been called Houdini before – right after I jumped over the fence. I guess now I’ve finally met the real Houdini.

Bongo and Houdini

Houdini and Bongo

Scratchy on top of the cabinet

"Don't ever let Bongo have a friend over again."

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

 

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What’s in the Bag?

Scratchy checking out a bagScratchy, what did you find? Is that what I think it is? Come on Scratchy, tell me what you’ve got.

Scratchy, if you don’t tell me I’m going to tell my our person that you’re getting into her bag.

Scratchy getting into the bag

There must be some really good stuff in there. What are those different colored things?

Oh, I know what those are. Scratchy, you’re going to get into real trouble if you don’t leave those alone.

You know what those are? They’re the eggs that belong to the Easter Bunny. I was looking everywhere for that bunny’s stash the other day and I couldn’t find it. How did you find it?

Scratchy, the Easter Bunny is supposed to hide those eggs for me us on Easter morning so we can have an egg hunt. If you don’t give those eggs back to that bunny how are we going to have an Easter egg hunt?

You’d better give those eggs to me Scratchy. I know where that bunny lives – well, sort of. I saw him on my trails.

Scratchy, are you listening to me? Come on, Scratchy. My person is taking me for a walk soon. I can find that bunny and give the eggs back.

Scratchy, stop guarding those eggs!

Scratchy guarding the eggs

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

 

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Whose Dish is it Anyway?

Scratchy and Bongo at the Water DishScratchy is such a copycat. Whenever I go drink water out of my dish he’s right there waiting so he can drink water out of my dish too. He has his own, but for some reason he likes mine better.

Check this out. As soon as I leave my dish he’s right in there drinking out of it.

Bongo Leaving the Water Dish

Well, maybe not right there. He’s a little slow in the uptake sometimes.

Scratchy at the Water Dish

There, see. Right there drinking out of my water dish. It’s a good thing he doesn’t drink much. If he did I could die of thirst before my person got around to filling up my dish again.

I’m a little tired of Scratchy always doing this though. Always hanging around me. Always drinking out of my water dish. Next time he tries it I think I’m going to have a little surprise planned for him.

Bongo going after Scratchy

Hey Scratchy! You get in my water dish – I get in your face.

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

 

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You Dropped What?

Bongo checking out olivesHey Scratchy, what is that? What are you checking out on the carpet?

Move over, Scratchy. Something dropped out of my person’s sandwich, didn’t it? You won’t eat it. Move aside so I can.

Hey, what is this? It’s got some tuna juice and mayonnaise flavor on it. I’ll lick that off. But this is – this is——olives!

Yuck! I hate olives!

Here, person. I’ve licked all the tasty stuff off the outside. You can stick those olives back in your sandwich now.

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

 

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Boys are Better

Boys, Bongo and a tennis ballI had a great time on my trails today. I met this cute girl. Anybody who knows me knows how much I like getting loves from cute girls. Well this girl was kind of shy. She said she liked me, but then she was afraid to give me loves. I put on my charm though, and finally I got some loves from her.

But then, something even better happened. I met a bunch of boys and they wanted to give me loves. I’m not picky. I’ll take loves from anyone. But those boys had something even better than loves. They had a ball and they wanted to play. Imagine that, somebody wanting to play ball with me.

I had so much fun with those boys. They tossed the ball for me and I jumped up and caught it. And then they tossed it again. Finally, I gave the ball to my person to toss. I missed it and knocked it into a big pile of prickly pear cactus. That was the end of that ball.

Since my playing time had been cut short I thought maybe I’d see if Scratchy would play with me when I got home. I don’t think he was in the mood though. When a cat hisses does that mean no?

Bongo jumping for the ball

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

 

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Little Friend’s Visit

Bongo's Little FriendI was so excited waiting for my little friend to come over today. He hadn’t come here for a visit in a very long time. This was going to be a great play day.

Here he comes, person. Here he comes!

What? Wait a minute. He walked right past me and gave Scratchy loves.

Bongo's Little Friend with Scratchy

Now he’s playing with my younger person and they’re totally ignoring me.

Little Friend and Younger Person building train tracks

They even let Scratchy play with the train. Hey, what about me?

Scratchy Watching the Train

I got so upset I tore up my squeaky reindeer.

Bongo's Torn up Reindeer

My little friend wouldn’t even share his food with me. And I sat so pretty for him.

Bongo Waiting for Food

Then we went out on my trails. My trails, mind you. I’d better not be ignored on my trails.

Bongo Getting Loves from his Little Friend

I’m in heaven now. My little friend gave me some loves on my trails.

Little Friend and Bongo walking together

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Posted by on February 25, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Distractions

Bongo's drool on the stairsYou see that mark there? On the stairs? You know what that is? That’s a sign of dog abuse. That’s what it is.

Here’s what happened.

Every morning when I get my person out of bed she makes me go outside before she’ll feed me. That’s bad enough right there. I think she should feed me first.

Sometimes when I go outside I get distracted by things, smells and stuff – like maybe Bubba, the cat from across the street snuck into my yard overnight – and I don’t head back into the house when my person thinks I should.

You know what she does? She goes back in the house without me and shuts the door in my face.

Okay person, I’ll change that if you insist. The door isn’t really shut in my face because I’m still out in the yard sniffing.

But then I hear it. The sound of my food bouncing into my bowl. And I come running, drooling as I go. Let me in, person!

You know what she does then? She takes her time and won’t let me in right away. She feeds Scratchy, she gets a drink of water, and finally she moseys on over to the door. In the meantime I’ve lost about a gallon of water – it’s dripping out of my mouth while I wait for food.

When she does let me in I race to my dish and gobble my breakfast. Okay, I’m feeling better now.

But if it happens again, I’m turning my person in.

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

 

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Did They Give You Loves?

Bongo's Head in the Cat CageScratchy, what are you doing in there? Did you get to go to the vet today?

Did you have a good time?

You didn’t like it? Why not? Didn’t they give you treats?

No treats!? I got lots of treats at the vet. How come you didn’t get any treats?

Well, did they give you loves?

Scratchy Held by the Vet

No loves either? I don’t get it. When I went to the vet I got lots of treats and loves.

You did what!!!? You attacked my our person?

They wrapped you in a towel and poked things into you?

Scratchy Wrapped in a Towel

Scratchy, they poked some things in me too, but the treats and loves made up for it.

Then they what? They picked you up with leather gloves and held you down?

You kicked and hissed and scratched and tried to give them what for?

Scratchy, I thought I was pretty tough – but I guess you’re the toughest.

I think I’m going to let you keep being the toughest – because, you know why. When you chase all those people away with your claws and your teeth and your toughness, they’re going to come to me with all the loves.

Just keep on being tough, Scratchy.

 
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Posted by on February 22, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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