Mongo and Mushrooms
The winter rains had finally returned to Seattle. There would still be some very nice weather in the fall season, but the long dry summer had ended.
With just a sprinkle of water, the grass had started to green up. As Mongo, Spork, and Dad walked down the alley to the school yard, Mongo began rustling the grass and taking big bites of the new green blades. Dad remarked to himself that some little mushrooms had even popped up with just one night’s rain.
Mongo was so excited at the appearance of fresh grass, he gobbled up big mouthfuls of greenery all the way to the school.
When the crew got home, Dad fed the doggies, and fired up his coffee machine. Then Dad went to the door and asked “Who wants to get the paper?”
Mongo Tries to Make Popcorn Again
Dad came home to find a very guilty looking Mongo.
“Hi Buddy. What badness did you do today?” asked Dad cheerfully. Mongo was holding Puppy in his mouth, so the response was garbled. However, Mongo was acting very guilty, so Dad just followed him as he slunk out of the kitchen and into the living room.
There in the living room, right in the middle of the persian rug, was a pile of open bottles and shakers. These things had all been in a cabinet. Dad wondered if Mr. M had figured out how to open cabinet doors. If so, Dad had a lot of childproof locks to install. Or Drewbie could have left the cabinet open. That might be a more plausible explanation. Dad would have to ask him when Drewbie woke up.
At that moment, Mongo sidled up to a cardboard box on the floor in the kitchen. Mom-mom had been cleaning out a cabinet and had put several expired items from the cabinet into a box for disposal. Mongo had gone shopping in the box.
Bringing in the Paper – Part Deux
One of Mongo’s best learnings is retrieving the paper. Dad keeps the paper subscription as much for Mongo as for anyone else in the house. Every morning Mongo loves to burst out of the front door and hunt down the morning’s news.
Mongo has always put great thought into how to maximize his food intake. Many times his ability to plan through overeating has led to his detriment (See other posts in this blog). However, lately he has figured out a legal way to increase his cookie quota for bringing in the paper.
Mongo and His Toys
Mongo is a lab. In fact, he is a 5 year old boy lab. And he acts like it. He loves critters, and mud, and getting dirty, and romping in the school yard as much as any other five year old.
All of our previous dogs have been golden retrievers. They were good family dogs; very reliable, and very family oriented. However, for the most part they have not had much interest in having fun for the sake of fun. Mongo is the epitome of fun. Read More…
Mongo Polices his Park
Mongo is a good canine citizen. His walkers always make an effort to pick up his leavings. And he often helps police the area by picking up things like tasty food wrappers left behind by other visitors. One thing he is really good at finding is birds, dead or alive.
Wounded Warrior Project
Mongo and Dad headed out to Ellensburg on the 4th of March of this year to again work with the Wounded Warrior Project. Wounded Warrior Project’s vision is: “To foster the most successful, well-adjusted generation of wounded service members in our nation’s history.”
Mongo and Dad enjoy their work with the veterans. This is an opportunity for some veterans to engage in a sport they already enjoy, and for others to learn a new skill. The veterans are all fine young Americans. Some are still in the service. Others have left the service. Some have lingering injuries from their time in the military. Others needed some assistance with the shotgun, and still others needed help with mobility, but all showed great spirit, drive, and determination to make the day a success.
The Ellensburg Alps
As Dad and Mongo exited the highway, the morning sum was crisp and clean. Dad could see the Cascades north of town as he drove up Main street. Read More…
Mongo’s gallery
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