Tag Archives: Thunder

Deserted in the Storm

Bongo in his dog jail on his new bedYesterday was Independence Day and I think my people got it all wrong.

They thought they could be independent of me for awhile.

And they left me.

In dog jail.

While they went gallivanting about.

And while they were gone it rained.

And it thundered.

I got really scared.

I don’t think my people cared at all.

Because they didn’t get one drop of rain on them.

And the thunder was far away from where they were.

I hope you feel sorry for me now because I don’t think my people do.

They didn’t even bring me treats.

All they have to show for themselves are these pictures.

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Posted by on July 5, 2014 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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Locked In

Bongo shut in a bedroomOh no. I’m in trouble now.

But it’s not my fault.

My person left me home alone – and there was thunder.

Well, it was quiet thunder – but it was thunder just the same.

And I needed to find a way to hide from it – or escape it.

None of the escape routes worked. I’m locked in the house.

I tried dragging things out so I could hide under them – but that didn’t work.

Then I tried my younger person’s room. The door was shut but I pushed it open.

Maybe I can hide in his closet.

And then it happened.

The door to my younger person’s room closed, with me still inside.

I don’t know how it happened. It must have a mind of its own.

I’m not supposed to be in here.

My younger person gets really upset if I come into his room. Something about hair or something.

What do I do now? I can’t get out.

Somebody’s going to find me.

Oh dear. I hear my person coming into the house now.

Maybe if I’m real quiet…

She’s calling for me. I can’t let her know I’m in here.

Maybe she’ll get busy cleaning up the mess I made and forget to look for me.

I’ll stay real quiet and maybe she’ll think I’m over at my neighbor dog Toby’s house.

Oops. The door’s opening.

She found me.

Bongo looking innocent

Person, I have no idea how I got in here.

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Posted by on September 7, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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Thunder in the Air

Bongo waiting at the doorHey person. You’re breaking all the rules.

You are not supposed to leave me alone here when there’s thunder in the air.

Well, I know there wasn’t when you left me – but there is now.

You’re not supposed to leave me alone when thunder might be in the air.

Take me with you next time – or don’t even leave the house.





Bongo and Toby on a walk

Toby and his person came over to go for a walk with me.

I tried to tell them I don’t do walks when there’s thunder in the air.

They wouldn’t listen.

Nobody listens to me.

So I pulled right out of my collar.

They brought me back home.

And left me all alone with thunder in the air.

At least you came home right when the boomers were getting loud.

How come your hair’s wet? It didn’t start raining until after you got home.

Did you go take a shower somewhere?

You have a shower right here. Why would you go somewhere else to take a shower?

Rain shower? What do you mean, rain shower?

It wasn’t raining until after you got home.

You mean there was rain and thunder somewhere else?

You mean it’s everywhere? There’s no way to escape it?

Well that settles it then.

No walks for you today.

Bongo sleeping under a blanket

I’m staying right here under my thunder blanket. Don’t even try to budge me.


Posted by on August 31, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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Bible Study Buddy

Bongo and a friend in church officeWhat do you mean, this might be the last time I get to hang out with my Bible study buddy for awhile?

You know how much I like going to church. Why wouldn’t I get to go?

How am I going to keep up with my Bible stories if I don’t get to go to Bible study?

You know I’m the perfect dog when I’m there.





I don’t do anything like…

Bongo going after something in his friend's pocket

trying to steal chocolates out of my friend’s pocket.

And you know I would never…

Bongo on his back in front of a friend

try to be the center of attention.

No, all I do is lie there quietly and listen to what’s going on.

How come you didn’t get any pictures of me doing that?

You had plenty of opportunity.

So why don’t I get to go again?

What? Thunder season is almost over?

It is?

Yippee! Woo woo!

Wait a minute. You mean I got special privileges just because of the thunder?

Umm. Maybe you could tell the thunder to stick around longer.

Or then again – maybe not.

Now I’m all confused.

Can I just have special privileges without the thunder?

Bongo and a friend smiling

You know all my Bible study buddies are waiting to see me again.


Posted by on August 28, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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One to Many Walks

Bongo in the kitchen resisting his leashNo, person. I am not leaving the house!

There’s thunder out there.

Besides, I already had my walk today.

I don’t care if you didn’t.

You could have gone on your own walk. You left me for long enough.

It’s a good thing you left the front door open so I could escape.

And it’s a good thing my younger person stayed asleep in bed so he didn’t see me escape.

You want me to tell them the rest of the story?

I don’t want to. It’s too awful.

Oh, I thought you meant the thunder part.

Well, it all started a few days ago when our neighbor saw the devil cat in his yard.

Bobcat drawing

Apparently that devil cat bobcat has been lurking around because today when my person left the house she found a dead cat in our driveway.

And our neighbor found another one in his yard.

My person was so upset she didn’t close the front door when she left.

So now comes the really bad part.

What do you mean, that was the really bad part?

Like I said, the really bad part is coming.

Because it started thundering. And my person was gone. And my younger person was asleep with his door shut.

But I found the open front door and I was off down the street.

I met a really nice neighbor that I didn’t know before.

At least I thought he was nice. Until he called my person and ratted on me.

And then he took me back home and made me go in the house.

He could have at least stopped the thunder first.

So person, I don’t care what you say.

Bongo in the yard resisting his leash

I am not going on another walk today.


Posted by on August 20, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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Pulling Mischief

Bongo and his younger person on the trailMy younger person has been home for the last few days and he let me take him for a walk.

I got really excited because I don’t get to go on walks with him very often.

But we got out a little ways on my trails and I sensed something.

There’s a storm brewing somewhere.



lit up clouds

You see it?

Oh. Well, maybe not in that direction.

It must be over here.

cloudy sky over  Chinmey Rock

I know there’s a storm somewhere.

Maybe we just can’t see it yet.

I decided we shouldn’t go any further.

And you know what my younger person did?

Bongo being dragged by his collar

He pulled mischief on me and started dragging me along.

Do you believe it?

I guess walking is better than getting dragged.

Bongo and his younger person walking on the trail again

So I walked for awhile.

But then I’d had it.

I know that storm is somewhere around here.

I’m not taking a chance.

Bongo pulling against the leash

I’m not going any further.

Bongo giving even more resistance to the leash

Seriously. I mean it.

Bongo sitting at the end of the leash

Two can play at this game.

Younger person shortening the leash while Bongo still sits

So who’s the best mischief maker now?

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Posted by on August 19, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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Food on the Table

Bongo near a table of foodI’ve got it all figured out now. All I have to do is convince my person there’s thunder outside and I’m scared to leave the house.

Sometimes I have to get Scratchy to growl – you know that low quiet kind of growl that cats do. And my person will think she’s heard thunder.

Then I get to go.

As soon as I hear the word car I’m out of here and headed for the car door.


I don’t care where we’re going as long as I get to go in the car – well, as long as it doesn’t end up at the dog hotel.

Today I really lucked out. I got to go to lunch.

Bongo at the table smiling

I really got excited when they brought the food to the table.

I couldn’t wait to see which plate was mine.

Bongo waiting patiently at the table

I waited patiently. It seemed like it was taking a long time for someone to hand me my plate.

My person got busy talking to our friends who were at the table with us.

I think she forgot all about me. They all started eating and talking.

Hey! Where’s mine?

I finally had to take things into my own hands paws.

Bongo sniffing the food

This one smells the best. It must be mine.

Do you believe it? They pushed me away and nobody shared even one little bite with me.

They ate all their food, and mine too.

Next time I come here, I’m having my plate served on the ground.


Posted by on August 7, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor


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