Can We Get On With The New Year? And Off With This Hat?

Happy New Year Bloggers!

Are you as ready for it as I am? I've had enough of wearing this darn Santa outfit...and don't even get me started on those New Year baby diapers I had on last night!

A new year brings with it fresh chances of making right of wrongs, good of bad and...and...and, well, just doing things the way they ought to be done instead of some half ass, half right/wrong bullshit that causes more pain and grief than we started out with.

So, lift your heavy hearts and your champagne glasses and repeat these New Year 2006 rules after me:

1) No more bullshit (this means you can't sling it or put up with it!).

2) No more tolerating anything or anyone half-assed.

3) Make time for the special people..and dogs in your life and treat them right(also, give them treats!).

Sounds easy and simple enough ehh? Try it today.

Then tomorrow.

And the day after that too.

If you're still pulling it off by January 3rd, you're obviously not a politician, have a conscious....and a chance at truly making it a Happy New Year.

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Here Comes Santa Bongo Bob

Yeah, thats me! Nothing like a good December snow, some skiing, a jacuzzi with Mrs. BongoBob and a little spiked eggnog to get the blood flowing.

Oh yeah. Feeling dog gone good. And when I'm feeling good, unlike a lot of my firends who just lay down and nap, I get to thinking.

And today, I got to thinking about the spirit of Christmas. Yeah, Christmas. Not some bullshit PC "holiday" mood...but the real deal. Call it for what it is. Christmas.

Now, I'm not trying to get approval from some wacked out right wing christian group that shops at my store. Hell, I don't have a store. And I'd just as soon take a bite out of those wackos anywho.

I just think that a holiday, any holiday...Christmas, Hannuka, Ramadan...whatever, should be called by its real name. Not some bullshit, watered down label.

When I want to bark out a good Merry Christmas to my dogs...I don't mean Happy Holiday!

So, get outta my store and my face all you PC Scrooges. Because, my bite just may be worse than my bark.

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Dog Gone Good To Be Back

Sorry about being gone from these parts for so long, but as you'll soon realize, I was pretty darn busy. But, today is a special day and I thought I'd celebrate by bringing Bongo Bob back to the blogs!

Oh my.......yes indeed, it's Birthday Bongo! I can't tell you how depressing it is....everyone wants to know how old I am.....in dog years!!!!!

Give me a break! No, give me a......bone! I've been brooding....thinking about my years padding around this dusty old globe.....and have much to bark about......As one of my dog gone friends so aptly put it the other day....we're here for such a short time, we'd better make the most of it.

And so I have. Spending the summer chewing on bones and chasing my cat friends. I swam a little, napped in the shade some, ate a bunch...and repeated as necessary!

I also took a top secret trip to Iraq. And here's what I learned.

Most the dogs and cats there...are just like the dogs and cats here. They just want a bone to chew on, a full belly, some friends and family close by and a chance to make an honest living.

And while they never really had all that while that bad cat Sadam was in charge, they really don't have it now either. They want our military dogs outta there sooner rather than later. And they want to be able to figure out how their their yard should be set up for themselves.

Right now, it kinda feels like they all have those zapper collars on in a yard that has ever changing boundaries. Not fun.

So they'd like us to finish up training their own yard dogs, step back to a safe distance...say Kuwait...and take the leashes off and see how it all sorts out.

I'm sure it will be messy at first and the fur will really fly, but hey, sometimes it gets messy when you grow up and have to figure the world out for yourself.

Me....I'm happy to be home. I've got a good glow in the dark bone and a chewy football.

And I"m tanned, rested and ready for a whole new season.

And as fall is drifting toward Winter, I've managed time to wax and test my boards for a little downhill action. Yes, life IS good.

Sorry for the absence from the blogosphere all these months. Hopefully it has made your heart grow fonder.

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If Dogs & Cats Can Live Together......

....Can world peace be far behind?

That was the question I put to my close, personal friend, Zoro Zat Kat this evening. Zoro comes from a land far, far away. His customs....to put it bluntly, are quite strange and when we at first both found ourselves forced to share the same roof over our heads, well, lets just say we fought like cats and dogs.


But we just didn't know any better. How was he to know that when I stuck my nose up his butt I was just trying to say "hi!"

And when he coughed up that giant, hairy log, I nearly went insane trying to dial 9-1-1...without opposable thumbs! Hey, you try it. And don't even get me started on why I shouldn't be eating those little buried treasures.

Then, one day...when I had Zoro pinned to the ground with my razor sharp paws and he had his fangs dug deep into my tender snout, we both realized that perhaps there was a better way.

Couldn't... we ...just ...learn ...to ... get ...along?

And even though we like to play rough every now and again, Zoro's suicide attacks on me while I'm napping in the sun have ceased. And I no longer bust in on him in the middle of the night, trash his digs, chomp his tail and drag him backward around the kitchen.

We call it peaceful coexistence. And since those early, heady days of detente, we have learned that our personal safety and happiness is better guaranteed with mutual goals and a shared vision of our future.

It's such a good idea that Zoro and I have been trying to get President Bush on the phone to share it with him in hopes he can spring it on his friends in Iraq and Afganistan.

So far, we haven't had any luck. No opposable thumbs make dialing the White House rather difficult.

But we keep trying.

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When A Deck Is More Than Just A Deck

Yes, life is good. Bongo Bob enjoys sitting on his newly constructed deck. But in between digging holes for piers, sawing wood and screwing down dozens of deck boards, I got to thinking that building a deck not only holds simple pleasures, but could also be a simple analogy to our situation in Iraq.

A BIG jump in logic and reality indeed, especially for a dog like me, but follow along.

The job took a lot longer than I had anticipated. It held many surpises for which I had not planned and for which I was ill-prepared. It cost more than I had budgeted and was much more difficult than I had thought it would be. MUCH more difficult.

I know, I know, you're looking at my happy face as I sit on my still unfinished deck and saying "Sure, but knowing what you now know, wouldn't you do it all over again?" Is this not "Mission Accomplished?"

A good question.

But wouldn't the better question be asked of President Bush...and the American people. "Knowing what you now know of WMD's, flawed strategies, cost and impact on our economy, torture, the loss of lives and MUCH, much more, would YOU do it all over again?"

And you thought this deck made me happy. Such deep thoughts for a happy dog.

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Dazed But Not Confused!

Yes, Bongo Bob likes to take time to stop and smell the flowers. And why not? Life comes at us sooooooo fast. The good things don't seem to last.

The bad....and the good. Zoom, and they pass like a frisbee I can't catch!

So, Bongo Bob's advice is simple. When something good happens, or someone says something nice, or you're enjoying something really wonderful...like a chew bone.......whatever it is that puts a smile on your face and warms your heart.....take time to soak it in and enjoy it.

Because before you know it, the moment will be gone. Lost forever except in your memories. So before time slips away and you find yourself pushing up daisies with your best friends and family standing around overhead, make the best of the moment at hand.

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Ahhhh, where to begin? My blog is like a fresh canvas just awaiting the first brush stroke...or paw print. Shall I make it bold and colorful or subtle and mysterious? Short and sweet or long and drawn out? How about a little of both, some of one and none of the last?

First then, some ground rules: Bongo Bob is unafraid of any topic or subject matter with the possible exception of potty training. Although, on close inspection, we would probably find it fertile for ridicule and/or humor of some sort. So I guess no topic is off limits. No matter how full of shit it or its participants are.

Second, no matter how obtuse, insane, outlandish or far-fetched a point being made is, it is still a point being made and as such, there must be some point to it.

Finally, and it is time for closure because as any good blogger knows, a good blog gets to the point (see above) quickly. So, finally... all posts being made will be made with the express goal of making you laugh, groan, giggle, wriggle, exhale deeply, shake your head in disbelief, swear aloud and make the world a better place.

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