Different Place, Different Face. Same Story.

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. First and foremost, I know you are honored to be here today. Second, I am honored to be so gorgeous, and you are welcome. If there was ever a state that accentuated my beauty, this is it. Green countrysides that go with my fur, high mountains with snow that bring out my cool side, and orchards and tree farms for miles that make you stop and gasp. At my beauty.


As we have simply slowed down a bit on this trip, we have began to see more around us. We realized the time table we set was something that we needed to throw out the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV door. And so this weekend, the persons decided that we would take some drives and just look around. We didn’t know where we were going, and for goodness sake, you know we haven’t done enough driving on this trip…


As we drove along, the persons saw a sign that said “Yard Sale”. And if you know the persons at all, you know that they love a deal and they love to find treasures. They have never really found a deal though or treasures except for me and Deputy Digby. And I guess we were a deal too as the shelter had marked us half off. But anyway. They decided to stop at the sale and take a gander. I mean, we have so much room for stuff in the RV…


As they looked around, they saw all kinds of stuff I call trash. But the persons have decided that from now on, anything that we bring into our lives, whether that be things we want for the house which we don’t have and can’t afford, or things we need, we will try to be as environmentally friendly as possible.  Which means we will recycle trash.  We will use trash.  Trash. Digby is happy he won’t be the worst smelling thing around.


As they were looking through the trash at the yard sale, I sensed a sadness with Girl Person.  As she looked around the garage and the office at this home, she realized that the man who had lived here was no longer around.  His wife was there, older and weary. And their son was there helping her sell things.  Girl Person told Boy Person that it was like the same story was repeated all over the world.  She said it was the same story with the sadness, but with different names and different faces.  She said how it made her miss her Pappy and that he was just like this man.  He left behind family and friends. Just like this man.  Same story, different place.  And it made Girl Person sad that when you are gone, it amounts to people coming in to your home, taking things that meant something to you and it was like…you were never there.


As a dog, I don’t have stuff.  I don’t have trash.  Yeah, I may have a few toys I like.  But to keep things and try to carry things around and get more things? I see no point in it.  If you are trying to carry stuff, how can you notice the real stuff around you?  Will you leave behind a story of how you made a difference in this world? Or will you just leave behind a bunch of stuff?


Girl Person says that we are 3200 miles from the persons we love.  And the more distance and time that is between us seems to bring back so many memories. Pappy may have left us years ago.  But time and distance doesn’t fade the love.  You can’t run from that.  She also says that in situations like this? Well, she’s got two more bottles of wine.

Sometimes, sadness is good for you because it makes you think.  Seeing this man’s family mourning him and selling his stuff made us miss home and made us miss people.  But it made us realize what we have known in our hearts all along.  And that is we don’t need stuff to be happy.  We need each other.

So as the persons looked around one last time at the yard sale, Boy Person picked up his treasure.  A worn, old light.


A light that probably meant something to the man who was no longer there.  He could have carried it on dark nights at his farm, or lit is up as he sipped wine.  Boy Person knew they didn’t have room in the RV for this light.  But they wanted to show that a man they never knew taught them something. They wanted to light up the rest of our journey with hope, with appreciation and with focus.  Because although we have much to decide in the next few weeks, and much to worry about, we have to remember the important things in our life are not stuff.  We will see each other.  And we hope what we leave behind is not just stuff, but of trying to make a very small difference for animals in the world.  Whatever you choose to make a difference at today, light up your path.

Oh, and one last thing, because I promised.  Girl Person talked about dog friendly fruits on Friday’s LIVE post! The recipe for Washington Apple Pie for dogs is here! 


We are here in Silver Creek Washington until Tuesday, and then we are headed to Seattle and then Sequin before we start heading to Oregon next week!  Are you with us?

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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Ask Henry, Bill Or Peter. Or Bob.

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  It has been an interesting week in this Washington place! From heat to snow to everything in between, we have definitely not been bored!


Yesterday, we visited a sleeping volcano called Mount Rainer.  I say that it is kinda like the dog version of Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  You think he is asleep, but then, all of a sudden he wakes up and gets ya! I guess that is why there are volcano evacuation signs everywhere.  It is definitely an unusual place, Mount Rainer.


Girl Person even told me about a special fox that lives in Mount Rainer, and only one other place called the Cascade Red Fox.  Well, telling a foxhound like me about a fox is like telling a pancake hound about a pancake.  Which, both in my case are a cause for howling and excitement.

Your fur is red
So beautiful
Like an angel in disguise
But if you meet
A friendly horse
Will you communicate by

Since she got me all worked up about this rare fox, I was ready.  I didn’t see it yesterday, but I was sure on the lookout for one.

Big blue eyes
Pointy nose
Chasing mice
And digging holes
Tiny paws
Up the hill
Suddenly you’re standing still


When you are on the lookout for a rare fox and you are a foxhound, you realize the importance of practicing your howl.  So when we got home from our day’s travel, I knew that I wasn’t off of work yet.  I decided that everything I saw that walked by camp, I would howl at it. People in plaid shirts.  Dogs.  People that wanted to be dogs.  Dogs that wanted to be people.  And the elusive fox that could possibly walk by.  Howl. Howl. Howl. Howl.  Sheriff Brickle even decided to join in the fun.


Now, when you are a person, you tend to think that your dog should not bark at everything, even when on the lookout for a rare, Cascade Red Fox in Washington. So Girl Person at first told us to hush.  Then she told us to be quiet.  Then she asked if we remembered earlier in the week when we were called a menace.  Then. She lost it.  She started telling us to shut it.  But she seemed to have forgotten our names in the chaos.  “Henry. Bill. Peter.  Ugh! Bob.  What is your name? What are your names?  Brickle! Digby!”

Seriously though Girl Person.  Your Granny Person used to do that.  She had so many grandchildren, she couldn’t remember who she was talking to.  “Maigen. Ciara. Sharon. Mary. Carol. What is your dern name? Rachael!”.  It was enough to call the looney bin. I have only one question. What does the FOX say?

Dog goes “woof”
Cat goes “meow”
Bird goes “tweet”
And mouse goes “squeek”
Cow goes “moo”
Frog goes “croak”
And the elephant goes “toot”
Ducks say “quack”
And fish go “blub”
And the seal goes “ow ow ow”
But there’s one sound
That no one knows
What does the fox say?

Whomever she was trying to talk to was not listening. And as we kept barking, the persons started laughing and wondered why they even tried.  If someone wanted to kick us out of camp for barking at whatever was out there, or whatever we thought was out there or whatever we wished was out there, they could.  Because I don’t answer to Bill.  Or Bob.  Or Peter. Or Digby. Bahahaha!

We thought it was June. #washington #2travelingdogs #campingwithdogs #rvwithdogs #mountrainer #nps

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Today is another day to look out for the fox and the pancakes.  I am thinking that the fox must have the pancakes, because I have not seen any.  So I will let you know when I find them.

The secret of the fox
Ancient mystery
Somewhere deep in the woods
I know you’re hiding
What is your sound?
Will we ever know?
Will always be a mystery
What do you say?

We have a great weekend planned in this Washington place!  We will be in this area until Tuesday, and then will be headed towards Seattle then!  Are you with us? What does the fox say?  Yes!

Washington. ❤️ #2travelingdogs #washington #mountrainier #hikingwithdogs

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-Deputy Digby Pancake

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It’s A Heat Wave! You’re Welcome.

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. When you have been traveling as much as we have the past year, you realize a few things, but I don’t have time to mention any but one.  The weather out there?  It is crazy, folks.  And I heard when I turned on the news today, which in fact was watching TV thru someone else’s RV window because we do not have TV, I heard that it was hot.  Real hot.  And I thought about it.  And I knew it.  This heat wave going on?  I must have caused it.  You. Are. Welcome.

It’s like a heat wave
Burning in my heart
Can’t keep from crying
It’s tearing me apart


How did I cause it?  Seriously.  It was 100 degrees where we left earlier in the week in Washington. Then…we got to this other campground in Washington and we are wearing jackets. And. There is snow on the ground.


You heard me. Snow.  I have always known that I am handsome.  I have always known that my brindle hotness is too much to handle.  So much in fact, that it radiates throughout the country right now!

Whenever I’m with him
Something inside starts to burning
And I’m filled with desire

It is like how you can’t look at the sun.  You can’t look at me too long.  And so all of my hotness left me. I just couldn’t handle it. How can I look into the mirror when I am this hot?  I decided everyone else needed the heat too. It is summer. Deal with it.

Could it be the devil in me
Or is this the way love’s supposed to be?

I hear everyone complaining about the heat.  Oh, it’s too hot.  Oh, triple digits.  Oh…

Heat wave
Heat wave
Heat wave
Ooh, heat wave

But when it’s cold, you will be complaining about that too.  I needed a break from my hotness, and for the rest of the week, I am going to enjoy the cold.  So have fun with your heatwave.  Drink lots of water, always carry a water bottle.  And try not to hit yourself over the head with it when you can’t take the heat.


Today, we are headed to Mount Rainer National Park!  Now, THAT’S hot.  A volcano?  Can the world take me and a volcano in the same place?

We will try and send you some of the refreshing snow and cold weather.  But if my hotness is still by you, it probably will not be effective.  Check in on our Facebook page for pics and updates!

You will notice we are going to spend a little more time in Washington. We will be sightseeing and relaxing this week, then next week, we are headed to Seattle and will be visiting our Washington picked rescue.  Don’t rush me.  I have weather to control.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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Every Breath We Take.

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  Here we are, at our second Washington campsite!  And we made it without breaking down and without getting lost.

Hold your breath. 😳 #2travelingdogs #washington #rvwithdogs #roadtrip

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Things just might be looking up, but I am afraid to say it out loud, so I will just type it. Typing things is pretty easy.  I guess that is why persons like to text on their phone all day long, which makes no sense when they could talk on it, but I will save that speech for another day.  I have no time for that.  I actually do, but I won’t.  Another thing that makes no sense that I don’t have time to talk about, but I will?  When Girl Person told me people used to share phone lines and it was called a party line, but there was no party.  When in the world was she born, anyway?  I know I am getting off track.  But seriously.


Anyways! When you change campsites as much as we do, you are bound to get a bit protective of your space.  Actually, we were a bit protective of our space long before this trip in all honesty, and a Deputy must be honest.  But when other campers pass by our campsite, it seems that all pancake flying breaks loose. At least, that is what I picture in my head when we do the campsite menace flip out.


Most camps say that barking dogs cannot camp there.  Or they say only small dogs can camp there.  Or dogs under 40 pounds. Or they say dogs with good manners who will not steal pancakes and or peanut butter cookies can camp there.  And I will tell you this, we are none of those things.  Talk about that on your party line.


In fact, we are quite the opposite.  And as some campers wearing plaid shirts walked by our campsite home yesterday, we decided we didn’t like it.  They didn’t have a dog or five dogs, first of all. They also did not have pancakes.  And the next campers?  They were just walking too slow.  The ones after that?  They looked at us.  And so, as all of these suspicious people took a gander at us, we heard the last ones say, “those dogs are a menace”.  Well, yeah.  We are.  There’s nothing to see here. Move along.  I just peed on the picnic table.  Talk about that on your party line.


Girl Person has learned about two things on this trip so far.  Number one?  Expect the unexpected.  Number two?  Do not trust the Sheriff and Deputy.  So as she babysits us now outside as we are leashed with four leashes each to the picnic table, she listens to our every breath.  Every breath we take.  She watches every move we make.

But a menace?  I am not even going to deny it.  If your dog likes to bark, newsflash.  Your dog is a dog.  If your dog likes to protect things, newsflash.  Your dog is a dog.  If your dog doesn’t like everyone or everything he sees, newsflash.  Your dog is a dog.  And I am a bit over people expecting dogs to act like people as much as I am over the fact maple syrup cannot be poured over everything and the fact that people don’t talk on phones.

Girl Person has learned that she cannot expect us to act like she wants us to all of the time.  She has learned that we are individuals and will act the way we want to act at any given moment.  Does she still watch us?  Yes.  Because she says you have to be courteous and not a menace.  What did she say to those campers that called us a menace? She simply gave them the dirtiest look this side of Washington.  And they moved along.  Maybe they will call someone on their party line and tell them about it.

Today, we will be relaxing at our lakeside campground!  But tomorrow, look for our adventures to some pretty amazing Washington sites!

This is going to be an awesome week!

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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Strawberry Wine

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  In life, you have one of two choices.  Either arrest the day, or let it go.  And yesterday, I decided to let it all go.  It was Monday after all.  I couldn’t make all the arrests for the week at once.

Try traveling to a different state every few weeks.  One day it is cold. One day it is raining.  One day it is windy.  And the next day, it is literally 100 degrees.  Such was our week just in Washington alone! And does 100 degrees feel like 100 degrees?  What kind of question is that?  Why do  persons ask questions that make no sense?IMG_0515.JPG

As the temperature rose yesterday, the persons considered what our day would hold for us.  We could either choose to travel to our next destination in Silver Creek, Washington, or we could wait one more day.  There was plenty to do here, and work to be done.  But looking at me and Deputy Digby, Girl Person knew that we should not go anywhere.  We were tired.  Our day wouldn’t be exciting, and a year ago? Well, the persons would have pushed us to go.  But a year brings a lot of changes.  A year also gives you more knowledge.  And I was proud of Girl Person for realizing that our business, our Facebook page and our livelihood were still not as important as what was right in front of her, the most handsome Sheriff this side of anywhere in fact.


Sometimes, it is hard to recognize that we all have limitations. Things happen in life that change us, and make us grow like Digby’s stomach.

On the banks of the river on a well beaten path
It’s funny how those memories they last
Like strawberry wine

And when you are in the moment, you try and push yourself so very much that you don’t realize what is in front of you, and that you are missing the beauty of it.

The persons have been guilty of this the past year.  They wanted to make sure we finished this trip on time, which we still did not accomplish!  And they wanted to make sure that the rescues and shelters we visited got the attention they deserved.  But truth be told, and I always tell the truth, we may have missed out on a lot of things.  Could they have learned this lesson earlier?  Probably not.  Some things, well, you just have to go thru.  And so yesterday, as me and Digby rested in the air conditioning, the persons decided to take a break.  They went to pick berries and cherries and tried not to feel guilty they weren’t working.  And we were ok with that.  Because when they are happy, we are happy.

When one restless summer we found love growing wild
On the banks of the river on a well beaten path
It’s funny how those memories they last
Like strawberry wine


The persons don’t have much time to themselves, and they don’t mind that.  Good thing, because that isn’t ever changing.  But even I know that sometimes, they need to get out, clear their mind so that they take care of us better, and just reset.  Plus, the few times that they leave us with a sitter, we get to hear stories when they get back.  And it makes us appreciate them more. I am lying about that.  I hate when they leave.  Seriously.


But as Girl Person told us of the strawberry fields, and how they smelled like strawberry wine in the 100 degree Washington heat, she had a new smile on her face.


As she told us of all the things we could make to eat with the Rainer cherries and the strawberries, it was nice to hear her talk about things she loved again like planting things and farming like her and her Pappy used to do.


And somehow, as the persons found a little peace in the Washington berry fields and cherry trees, they remembered what this trip started out to be before deadlines and rushing and breaking down.  And they hoped to always remember the Washington berry fields that reset their buttons.


But year after year I come back to this place
Just to remember the taste
Of strawberry wine

So! With renewed energies and love for the remaining days on our Adventure Of A Lifetime, we head to our second Washington camp in Silver Creek!  Let’s see what wonderful things we can fill our time with in Washington, and stay tuned for our Washington picked rescue!

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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Soul Man

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  Today, we are reporting to you from Washington!  And even better?  We are reporting from Washington Wine Country.  The persons are loving that.  After last week, it is hopefully time that things start looking up.  Because the more you have to look down, the more you miss.

And we surely don’t want to break down anymore in the middle of the road this week.

Comin’ to ya on a dusty road
Good lovin’ I got a truck load
And when you get it you got something
So don’t worry cause I’m coming

We definitely don’t want to drive 20 hours in two days again.  And we definitely don’t want our dinner to be late again.  Deal, Washington?  I am going to hold you up to that. Or you are going to be arrested.


As we tried to rest this weekend and find our peace this weekend, it became obvious that we needed rest more than we thought we did.  The persons were irritable, Sheriff Brickle and I were even tired of arresting, and we simply had trouble even moving.


Girl Person says that she tries to learn from us dogs.  We can’t fake things, and if we are exhausted, then chances are, they have to listen to our cues.  What about this cue, Girl Person?  Pancakes.  Are you listening to that too?

I was brought up on a side street
I learned how to love before I could eat
I was educated from good stock
When I start lovin’ I just can’t stop

But the persons decided that in order to get back on track and to find our balance again, we had to take a few days off.  She said our souls needed feeding.

Feeding? Pancakes.  But she thought dog park to start.

Always the ending. #48states48rescues #2travelingdogs #washington #adoptdontshop #dogpark

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I would say that the dog park was a good start for me and Brickle.  I would say it was the start of embarrassment for Girl Person.  But she is used to that.  She said that laughter was good for the soul too. In that case, I could pretend like it’s humpday everyday.

Got what I got the hard way
And I’ll make it better each and every day
So honey don’t you fret
‘Cause you ain’t seen nothing yet

The persons also decided that to feed their soul, wine would be involved since we were indeed in wine country. We remember the smells of the grapes and the wines when we left Sonoma years ago.  And it was sure nice to remember.


Then, we went to a produce market and found some veggies for the persons and us to share.  Feeding our souls with good things was so needed for all of us.  Because sometimes, when so many bad things happen, it seems impossible to remember the good.


We are all going to go thru things in our lives that are less than pleasant.  And we are all going to forget the good things sometimes.  But if you can get thru what you need to get thru by thinking that “this too will pass” like Granny Person used to say, it is important.


We can let bad things that happen to us affect us for the rest of our lives.  Or.  We can choose to learn from them and move on to better things.  Hopefully, the Big Blue Treat Wagon will let us move on this week, or we see a replacement in its future.  Sorry Big Blue.  But you have got to pull it together.  We have Washington, Oregon and California to go!

Well grab the rope and I’ll pull you in

I definitely speak from the soul.  I am Deputy Digby Pancake and I can’t tell nothin but the truth cause I am too lazy to lie.  This week was a learning lesson for us.  Because now, we have to learn to go with the flow.  If bad things happen, we regroup.  We stop.  We rest.  We feed our souls.  What do you need to feed your soul? Find it.  But I am not sharing my pancakes.

Stay tuned to our Facebook page today to see what is going on, where or if we are moving to today and where we plan to head the rest of the week!

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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This Week Is Arrested. Twice.

This is Sheriff Peanut Brickle. First of all, welcome to Washington. Second of all, can we go to bed now?


Deputy Digby has never needed an excuse to sleep, but he definitely doesn’t need one now. This week, we went through Montana. Idaho. Washington. We went thru rain. Sleet. Snow. And more rain. And more rain. And more rain.  And I wish I could say it was a good week.  But it definitely could have used improvement. And it definitely.  Is. Arrested.  Twice.

One time in a week of breaking down is enough.


And like Gandpa always said, I was about to “break bad” on everyone after the first one.  But then yesterday, when we had yet another long drive ahead of us, the Big Blue Treat Wagon decided to let us know he was not liking the bad diesel gas apparently we got in Montana.  And as we started up a hill, the RV stopped.  We tried to start it again.  It stopped.  It sputtered. There was no where to pull over, and there we were.  Stuck in the middle of the road in a Big Blue Treat Wagon RV and yellow Jeep.  Did I mention the night before that the Jeep was smoking? I’ll save that story for another rainy day.

If you have ever been in the middle of nowhere,  you don’t need me to give you directions.  Your cell phone won’t work.  All you see is miles of hills or mountains and just, well, nothing.  And it can seem overwhelming, you know, being stuck in the middle of the road waiting for someone to plow into you.  And you want to scream and cry and throw a towel in.  But no one would see you do it anyway.

So as the persons tried to calmly yet quickly decide what to do, Girl Person put on emergency mode.  Get water for dogs.  Get food for dogs.  Get treats for dogs.  Get poop bags, get purse and get us out of this death trap.  We tried not to fall out into the pea fields down yet another ditch and got in the Jeep.  Boy Person had to stay with the RV.  I would have liked to push it into the peas.

Since their phones wouldn’t work, Girl Person had no idea where to go to get fuel filters again.  So she drove.  And looked.  And she decided that the only house out there wouldn’t have them, or may have a serial killer there.  She turned around, and all of a sudden she saw it. A town. A little town with auto parts.  And we were going to be ok.

I am shortening this story due to it being boring and due to me being tired.  But let’s just say that after a few hours of being stranded, we loaded up again in the RV and hoped.  We hoped that it wouldn’t happen again and that our four hour drive would be safe.  We called a RV park, they said they had a space and we kept going.

Stranded. #2travelingdogs #washington #48states48rescues #brokedown #again

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As we started out again hungry and tired, it started raining more and more and more.  And we wondered if we could do this.  And it wasn’t easy. And we were scared. And we were tired.  And I have to tell you the truth. We feel pretty defeated.

But as we neared our destination in Washington wine country, we felt a boost of energy. Actually, the persons did.

I was just irritable and Digby was still sleeping.  We need today to rest.  That is an order by me, the Sheriff.  This trip has taken us longer than expected, and yes, it was harder than expected. It was harder on the persons, us, and the cars. Can we finish the remaining three states and rescues?  We think we can, but only if the RV and Jeep cooperate a little with us!  So, we ask you to send some good thoughts our way, and let’s see what a day of rest can do.  I will rest as soon as I write my arrest reports.  To get arrested twice in one week is a record, Big Blue Treat Wagon RV.

Washington? We have been looking forward to meeting you and your wine!  We know you will renew our strength.  We can feel it.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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You’ve Got A Friend. And More Potatoes.

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. I guess I will start off by briefing you on where we are. Somehow, we ended up back in this Idaho place instead of the Washington place. Wrong turn? I guess you could say that, but you would be incorrect. If you were following us on Facebook yesterday, you would have been aware that we left Polson, Montana headed towards our first Washington destination near Seattle. We had to go thru Idaho to get there. And we are also navigating away from rain. When Deputy Digby saw this Idaho place on the map again, he highly suggested going that way in order to get some more potato pancakes.


As we were driving, the persons were talking about nonsense as usual. Girl Person was being a wonderful stewardess and getting us snacks and blankets. Then, all of a sudden the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV started jerking. And making odd noises. And the persons looked at each other in disbelief. Here we were, in the middle of nowhere with a big problem on our hands. I felt an arrest coming.


It was a very busy road with big trucks flying by us. And as we tried to find somewhere to pull over, the RV just kept jerking. The RV just kept sputtering. And I was getting irritated because it is very hard to be the center of attention with nonsense like this. I looked back at Deputy Digby and as usual, nothing could interrupt his slumber. By this point, we barely made it off of the road next to a deep ditch. The Big Blue Treat Wagon RV shut off. The person looked at each other again. And Boy Person said it was going to be a long day.


Now, when I know something is wrong, which is all the time, because I know everything, I want to take action. I was finding it a bother that I could not get out to stretch my legs because of that ditch. And did I mention the train?

When you break down in the middle of nowhere in Montana. #montana #48states48rescues #rvwithdogs #rv #2travelingdogs

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Every time a car or a truck went by us, it shook the RV so hard that I thought I would fly off into the ditch. But there was Boy Person, trying to save us all from impending danger outside in the ditch himself. As Girl Person tried to keep us calm by feeding us more snacks and getting us more blankets, she remarked that she couldn’t believe how many people went by us without stopping. As soon as she said that, we heard it. A car stopped and two people got out. They told Boy Person they were fans and asked if they could help. Now seriously folks. What were the chances that a fan of mine, I mean me and Digby’s would happen to be driving by? As much of a chance as a plate of pancakes won’t disappear if left on the counter for five minutes around Digby.


If there was ever a time when we needed a boost, it was yesterday. Sometimes, so many things go wrong that you just have to go with it. If one thing goes wrong in your life, it may seem like a big deal. But a million things going wrong at the same time kinda just go together. If this would have happened last week, the persons would have let it bother them much more. But with the week we have been having, it seemed normal.

But as the persons talked to our fans that were so nice to stop, they realized that bumps along the road just happen. Bumps are what makes memories. Rain is what makes things grow. Specifically potatoes if you are in Idaho, but we were still in Montana at this point, so never mind.

It may not always seem fun at the time, but it is guaranteed that you will learn from the bumps, and be prepared for the next time. You also find out who your true friends are. And we needed the support so much.

Boy Person fixed the Big Blue Treat Wagon up, we were headed out on the road again, and that is how we ended up here in this Idaho place again. We may not have made it as far as we wanted to yesterday. But where we ended up was pretty awesome.


And as the persons took their cold prison showers in the campground, they said how great it was to be there and not in a ditch. Appreciate what you have. Appreciate the journey it took you to get there. And if you don’t make it as far as you want, love where you land. Because there might just be some potato pancakes there.

Where are we headed today? We have no clue. And we are just gonna go with it. Watch our Facebook page today to find out where we go…when we get cell service. Idaho? How do you talk on the phone anyways? Do we need to buy a potato phone somewhere?

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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Don’t You Worry Bout’ A Thing

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  Oh, what a week so far.  Do you ever wake up and think of all the things you have to do and just want to stay in bed?  Sometimes, we do.  Do you ever wonder if there is a full moon or something because everything and everyone seems to be just a little irritable?  Yeah, me too.

Yeah, everybody’s got a thing
But some don’t know how to handle it
Always reaching out in vain
Just taking the things not worth having but

And do you ever think that you can’t possibly do what you have to do that day?  Surprisingly, us too.  And yesterday seemed to get us a bit down with all of the rain in this Montana place.


Surprisingly, I am not immune to a bad hair day.  And when my hair is a mess, I am a mess.  And when Deputy Digby doesn’t get enough exercise because it is raining too much, actually…nothing happens.  He just goes to sleep.

I have found that sometimes, those weeks that nothing seems to go right is the time when you have a choice.  You can either wallow in the mud and rain, and complain about it.  Or you can play in the mud and rain and stop worrying about it.

As Sheriff, I have found out that worrying, well, it solves absolutely nothing.  Because if it did, I would be President by now and would be accomplishing huge things.  Huge.  Huge things.  But I am still a Sheriff.

Yesterday, we decided that instead of sitting inside the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV all day, that we would get in the car and just drive.  We came upon somewhere called a National Bison Range in Montana.

We have seen many animals on this trip.  And every one that we see, we appreciate.  It just amazes us that there are still places on this earth for the animals to live in peace.  And we love that.

Even rainy days are beautiful in Montana. #2travelingdogs #48states48rescues #goawayrain #montana

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I wouldn’t have thought when I got up that we would be driving thru a bison range. Often, some of our hardest days and weeks turn into something good.  But only if we let it happen.  Our biggest obstacle is ourself some days.

Come on, everybody needs a change
A chance to check out the new
But you’re the only one to sees
The changes you take yourself through
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

This trip may be hard.  This trip may have its bad days.


But even thru the rain, Montana, we still saw something yesterday that we may not have been able to see on a sunshiney day.  We have had to work a little harder to push ourselves.  We may have had to change our plans.  But those change in plans were worth it.

They say your style of life’s a drag
And that you must go other places
Just don’t you feel too bad


As our time in Montana draws to a close, we think of all the wonderful things we have been able to see.  We think of all the wonderful people and furkids we have met like Sway.

And we will remember those that saved his life at Animeals Food Bank in Missoula.


We will not remember the rain this week when we think of Montana.  We will remember the mountains, the vast empty spaces, the animals, the kindness shown to us.


And yes, we will remember the stupid hat that Girl Person made me wear.


Today, we start our trek to the #46 state on this Adventure Of A Lifetime! Here we come Washington!

A new state to visit means a new chance to make changes.  Because as we feel the tiredness and weariness setting on us, it is time to pull it together.  We have to finish. We have to do this. Are you with us?

Come on, everybody needs a change
A chance to check out the new
But you’re the only one to sees
The changes you take yourself through
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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