Tuesday’s Dog Blog
This is Deputy Digby Pancake. And sometimes, my job is to make people realize that it is better to be in a good mood than in a bad mood. It is also my job to howl at you if you don’t listen. And scare you to death. I have to do what I have to do.
We were taking our normal, evening walk thru the neighborhood last night. The sunset was beautiful, and Girl Person told me and Sheriff Brickle to make sure and appreciate it because we wouldn’t be in this place forever. She said that the colors were almost as beautiful as Brickle’s eyes. He said he knew that, and can we please continue our walk?
So we started walking again and there was a man in his yard picking up branches. Now, I have seen this man before. And I have to tell you the truth, because that is what I do. I don’t particularly think this fellow is up to anything but no good. I always want to scare him and howl because he just deserves it I think. And Brickle doesn’t think that his arrest record is clean and is on high alert. Girl Person says she doesn’t know why we pick people at random to scare and howl at. But she told us that she now understands in this situation.
There he was, picking up branches in an irritating sort of way and he was wearing work clothes. He told Girl Person that he had to go to work. Girl Person remarked that there was a beautiful sunset outside. He said that he had to go and work…that not everyone can sit around and play on the internet all day like she did. She really didn’t know what to say. She could have said how hard we work to call attention to rescue animals. Or how we make dog treats all day long. Or how she has to make us a gourmet dinner every night. But instead, she just told him to have a good night and he said that he always had a good night and seemed very poopy. Yeah, I said poopy. Girl Person wouldn’t say poopy, but I am in charge of the blog today, so I say poopy. POOPY.
Now, I figure there is a chance he could read this blog, but if he his, than I guess he is playing on the internet and not working which make his aforesaid comments ridiculous. What did I say when he said this to Girl Person? I mustered up the biggest foxhound howl I could make, stepped back, jumped up and knocked over the pile of branches. Sheriff Brickle grabbed my collar and told me to simmer down and Girl Person just laughed. She told us as we walked away that we were very good boys and from now on, she trusted our instincts when we didn’t like someone. And if something or someone makes us feel bad, it’s time for us to take a hike. Another hike. Girl Person says it’s therapy. Well, can ya trust my instincts when I ask for some pancakes? And peanut butter cookies? I deem that appropriate payment for a Sheriff and Deputy sting operation such as this.
Oh, and Girl Person? Get to work.
–Deputy Digby Pancake
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