Those Eyes


This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  Try to read my blog today and not focus on my eyes. I know it’s hard, but try.

This morning, as we were hiking, I was looking up at Girl Person a lot.  Yes, it’s a lovely day and I love my Girl Person, but I usually don’t look up at her quite that much.  She was super excited and kept saying “hi handsome”, “hi gorgeous”.  I felt like I was one of the Kardashians or something.  Except better looking.

So finally, after about a mile into the hike, I turned up the charm real high.  I would completely stop and look up at her with my eyes, those eyes that you find so beautiful. Girl Person was enthralled, Digby was annoyed I kept stopping.  Girl Person remarked that she must smell extra good today.  NO, but something in your pocket does.

Yep, you guessed it. Girl Person had treats in her jacket pocket.  And I was really trying to tell her to hand them over, but she had no earthly idea.  What does a Sheriff have to do around here to get those old peanut butter cookies in your pocket? Old ones are better than no ones at all, and well, I was famished.  But alas, Girl Person totally did not get the hint and I gave up.

When we got home, Girl Person told Boy Person that no other dog has ever looked at her that way. And asked him why HE didn’t look at her that way. Well, yeah, I guess so.  Boy Person told her she was crazy.  She went to take off her jacket and felt something in her pocket. I saw her look at me…and I didn’t give her away to Boy Person, but she did give me those treats.

Have a good day everyone and I hope you have someone to look at just as good as old peanut butter cookies.  Don’t forget, our BIG ANNOUNCEMENT will be on tomorrow’s blog…don’t miss it.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

What You Make Of It


This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  Welcome to the weekend.  It’s about time! What a week.  Don’t you agree?

I hope that you are eagerly awaiting our special announcement on March 1st.  That’s Tuesday, in case you don’t have a calendar with my handsome face on it.  If you don’t have a calendar with my handsome face on it, I doubt that you have any calendar at all because what would be the point? So yeah, Tuesday.

Anyway, you made it to the weekend.  Now, as a member of law enforcement, and one that takes his job very seriously and is a workaholic, I recognize the fact that you may have to work this weekend.  But you don’t work 24 hours a day like I do, so stop with the sad eyes. That’s Deputy Digby Pancake’s job and he’s good at it.  So what I want you to do is something fun this weekend.  Don’t tell me it’s raining, or snowing, or that a volcano has erupted. Your weekend is going to be what you make of it.  Take an hour, even if that is all you have and treat yourself.  Whether it’s a margarita, which I won’t tell anyone, or a glass or bottle of wine, a piece of pizza, or yeah, a peanut butter cookie, whatever…give yourself a good weekend.

There are plenty of things in our lives to complain about, I sure know this.  Like the price of peanut butter cookies, Digby’s smelly feet or Boy Person’s lack of personal space.  Get a bigger couch is all I have to say.  But the things that sometimes we don’t complain about are a big deal.  Like we were able to get up today, breathe fresh air, be with our family and a good night’s sleep.  Your weekend is going to be what you make of it.  Make it a good one.  And don’t forget about Tuesday! Or you know what will happen.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

Wake Me Up. Or Not.


This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  I am already tired typing my name.  Why is it so long? Could have just named me handsome. But alas, I am stuck with the most perfect but longest name ever.  It’s Thursday. I am done with this week.  And I am gonna complain about it.

I was up all night.  You know, I knew I would be. You see, I know when Girl Person is getting sick even before she does.  So it was about midnight and I got up. I went to the living room because I knew that pretty soon she would be in there…sick.  Wanna add Dr. to my name? Please don’t.  Anyway, yep, pretty soon, there she was.  Hacking and coughing and being sick and keeping me up.  She told me to go back to bed, that I needed my sleep.  Well, from the looks of you this morning, you sure did too.  And you are definitely arrested.

Needless to say, I love my Girl Person more than even peanut butter cookies on a bad day, but darlin? Yes, I use the word darlin.  Darlin?  Wake me up.  Or not.  I think Thursday is best going to be spent recouping.  After we hike that is and have a snack and nap, and well, then you can rest.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

Smell It


This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  It’s Wednesday.  Do you smell it? Do you? I smell all kinds of pawsibilities for you today.  I really do.  I would like to smell pancakes as welut I will let it slide this time.  If you do make some pancakes, please don’t let them slide off of your plate. You may want to cut back on the butter.  Just sayin.

So now.  Back to my humpday pep talk. Wow, do I love humpday. I usually like to celebrate it at the dog park, but Girl Person says it is not acceptable behavior, so laaaaddddeeeeedah.  Yeah, I said it.  I said it like that too.

So anyway.  I keep getting distracted.  Happens a lot, happens a lot. When you are a Deputy, you have so much to think about, and you multi-task, and well, sometimes you forget what you started with.  Like maybe you started off by wanting blueberry pancakes, but then banana ones sounded better, and then you decided to make both.  And then  you decided, hey, peanut butter would be good.  But only if they were plain. And then so you changed it to that.  At least I think that is what you do, so maybe do that.

Anyway, again, what was I saying? Now I am so famished and hungry for pancakes, I have no earthly idea. Oh, yeah..ok. What I was saying is that it is Wednesday! Do you smell it? Besides the pancakes you are already cooking or dreaming of, I think that your day is gonna be really, really good.  You have the opportunity to make it that way. Pawsbilities are endless, just like pancake variations.  Now, get to cookin!

-Deputy Digby Pancake


You Have Lost Your Mind. Seriously.


This is Deputy Digby Pancake, and well, today I am under arrest.  Yep.  I admit I deserve it.  NO denial.  Sheriff Brickle said that would only add to my sentence, and I can’t have that.

So today, I decided that I was a hunter.  You know a hunting dog.  A dog that means business.  A Digby Pancake foxhound extraordinaire. How do I know how to spell that?

We went to one of our normal hiking places.  Girl Person told Boy Person that she could tell I was full of energy.  Yes, I ate my pancakes with a vengence to prepare for this hike.  Yes, I know we hike every single day, but I really wanted to apply myself today.  I decided that when we got to our hiking place, I would do it.  I would catch me a Boy Person.

You see, while me and Brickle and Girl Person hike, Boy Person rides his bike. And nothing calls out to be hunted like a biking Boy Person, especially on a Tuesday.  So as he pedaled away from us, I told myself, self…let’s do this.

What did doing it mean? Pulling Girl Person at my full strength, making her work super hard to hold on.  Howling and barking at everything I thought was a Boy Person on a bike.  I lost my mind.  Seriously.  And in the process, Girl Person lost her phone.

You see, trying to hold on to me and Brickle on a Tuesday morning with full pancake bellies is hard.  We passed some other persons on the trail and I wanted them to see I meant business too.  So I howled again and Girl Person fell in the mud when they tripped and fell because I scared them.  That’s when Girl Person lost her phone, and yes, her mind as well.  Because you see, she did not know she lost her phone until we were deep in the woods.  We sat down to take a rest because I had finally lost Boy Person’s scent and she went to get her phone to take another picture.  It. Was. Gone.  She sighed, asked me why, why?!  By this point, we were so tired, but I thought to myself self…now is the time to find her phone.  Let’s do this.

As you can see, well, at this point, all minds were lost.  Girl Person was finding it hard to hang on, until, until I found it! In the mud, yes a phone.  But not biking Boy Person, so back on the trail we went, and all I can say is that if you are hot and tired and on the trail of a Boy Person, a biking Boy Person, you need a drink and when you see that pond, well, you pull harder.  You pull everyone in, and yep, you are welcome for cooling off.  Now, let’s hope Girl Person’s temper cools off too.

By the way, I found that biking Boy Person back at the car who asked us all what the heck happened.  Girl Person said we all lost our minds on that hike. And please.  Can you walk next time?

-Deputy Digby Pancake


I Have Enough To Feel Guilty About


This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  How was your weekend? Well, mine was good…good.  Thanks for asking.  I had fun hiking and getting into trouble by barking at the neighbors, other furkids in the neighborhood and rolling in my poop of choice for the day.  Don’t kiss me either by the way….

So as you can see, I have enough to feel guilty about.  But being cute isn’t going to be added.  I don’t feel guilty about it, I don’t. When you are as cute as me, you get so many comments, and I am going to take it all in.  Now, the question is, what have YOU got to feel guilty about?  Being cute ain’t one of them! Don’t feel bad about it either! Because I think  you are cute too!  I’m not like Brickle who thinks he is the only handsome one in the world.  I share the cute factors with everyone, including you.  But still, you didn’t answer my question about being guilty.

You are fortunate, because since I am a Deputy I don’t have as much power as Sheriff Brickle.  But I can still write you a ticket to make me some pancakes, and I definitely won’t feel guilty about that!  Hope you had a good weekend everyone! I can’t wait to hear all about it!

-Digby Pancake


Take It Easy


This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. Listen, I know I have something on my mouth in this picture. I don’t need you to tell me this.  Seriously.  Do  you think I don’t have a mirror on me at all times?  Really.  Being this handsome is a lot of work.

I am here, talking to you on this Friday to let you know that I have a job for you this weekend.  I don’t want to hear your excuses that you cannot do what I am about to tell you.  What am I requiring of you, my fans, this weekend? For you to take it easy!

You had a hard week.  You made my week hard too trying to police you all the time.  I saw what you did on Monday and even on Wednesday.  It wasn’t appropriate in the least bit.  But since you recognize this fact, and you worked hard, even at being bad, I am telling you that this weekend I want you to take it easy. Or…you know.

What does taking it easy mean? First, I want you to sleep in. Then I want you to get outside and walk your dog somewhere new.  Get in the car and go there.  Look on your phone thing and find a new place and go.  If you don’t have a dog, it’s no excuse. Although I am confused about that.  If you don’t have a dog, I want YOU to walk somewhere new.  Pack a lunch and go.  Girl Person says don’t forget the wine.  One track mind.

Then after you are done with that, come home and take another nap.  Have a good dinner, I wouldn’t be opposed to you having pancakes and cookies, and then read a book to yourself or your dog, and think back on how great your day was.

Sometimes, you have to be forced to take it easy. I know we all have a lot to do.  But today will never be here again. You won’t remember later in life that time you mowed the lawn or shoveled snow or cleaned the house. You will remember that day you took it easy with a hike and food and fun.  So…do it.  Or else, you.  Are.  Arrested.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle


Time To Get Groovin’ With Some Energy!


This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  It’s Thursday here in this Florida place.  It’s also morning time.  And the persons? They need arresting.

It’s not like I have enough to do everyday.  Policing everyone and everything, ensuring the peanut butter cookie and pancake supply is adequate.  But now my job is to be an alarm clock? Got it.

Every morning, I am up and at em’…unlike the persons. Girl Person says she needs her beauty sleep and Boy Person, well, maybe he’s been hitting that port a little too hard.  In any case, I now have to get these persons up. And if I am the alarm clock being set, well, it’s an early one.

How do I wake them up? Shake, shake, shake my booty.  Make lots of noise.  Sigh.  Sigh again.  And  then shake, shake, shake my booty.  Girl Person always just tells me to please go back to bed.  I guess she thinks that is her snooze button. Well, you had better believe in five minutes, I am shaking my booty again.  And getting hair everywhere in the process.

Girl Person tells me every morning that she appreciates my hard work.  After she has her coffee she tells me that.  This morning, she turned on the radio and I had had an usually fun time of waking them up.  Yes, I do enjoy it, I admit it.  Who wouldn’t? When she turned on the radio, there was this song playing and it got me to thinking.

Where IS Funky Town?  Girl Person asked me if I was trying to wake them up so early so that we could go there.  She needs another cup and or gallon of coffee.  But really though? If Funky Town is as fun as it sounds, I am going to get up extra early tomorrow so that we can go there!  No snooze button will be allowed either. I am just trying to get you in the mood for Friday! Now sing along and WAKE UP! Or…you are arrested. Time to get moving and groovin with some energy! I am the picture of that.

Have a great day everyone!

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle




This is Deputy Digby Pancake. And today is not a holiday.  Unless it’s pancake day or something.  So why is Girl Person wanting to go back to bed? She says she’s done with today.

It’s not often that Girl Person has what she calls a meltdown.  I would think that I would love anything melted, you know, like grilled cheese sandwiches. That sounds so good right now. Can you imagine if you used pancakes instead of bread? Oh my…anyway.

So why did Girl Person have her meltdown? Let me recap as only a Deputy can.  There we were, driving to our hiking place.  Seems as though some persons thought it would be a good idea to knock down a bunch of trees and woods and clear out all the land for more shopping centers or houses or buildings. This Florida place seems to do it a lot.  Does it happen where you live? So we were at a stoplight and out came so many deer and their babies and that’s when it happened. The meltdown.  Girl Person looked at Boy Person and out it all poured.  Not melted cheese like I wanted but the meltdown of meltdowns.  Girl Person crying about the deer, about the animals she saw on the computer thing in the morning, about so many things and Boy Person just didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know what to do, I only thought of making her some pancakes. And Sheriff Brickle decided to step up and lick her face and the tears.  That Sheriff is good law enforcement sometimes for sure.  He arrested the meltdown and Girl Person started to feel better.

After she calmed down, she told Boy Person that it was so frustrating, all the animals in our world that need help.  She said that it was overwhelming and maddening and that all she wanted to do was get home after hiking and write this blog to get out all the bad feelings.  She said she wanted to tell our fans that although our site is fun and happy, if you are reading this, we implore you to think too.  You can’t do everything as one person to save and help animals, but all we have ever told our fans is that you should do SOMETHING.  This site is our something. What is yours? While you are thinking about that, don’t have a meltdown unless you wanna make me a grilled cheese.  I could definitely use one.

-Deputy Digby Pancake


Not Mine…


This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  I get blamed for a lot of things, which is ironic because I am in law enforcement and I could have you arrested.  I get blamed for dog hair all over the place, for missing peanut butter cookies and for being the most good looking dog in the world.  Ok, never mind…

Anyway, what I don’t take the blame for is Girl Person’s issues.  So she went to the grocery store today and me and Digby and Boy Person waited in the car for her.  She said she only had to get a few things and to just wait.  So she was in there and I guess she decided she was super hungry after all the hiking we had just done.  She was so hungry that she said she was about to freak out.  She saw pound cake and cookies, I’m pretty sure they were peanut butter, and she saw pretzels.  She said that they all looked so good and she knew they weren’t healthy for her. But she said she was going to freak out. So she got what she needed and yep. She got the pound cake. And she got the cookies. And she got the pretzels.  She said she put them on the counter and all of a sudden she didn’t feel so good about her choices.  She said that she knew everyone was looking at her, especially the cashier person. She said she just knew they were wondering why she was buying all this junk food.  She is nutso.  As nutso as those peanut butter cookies.

The cashier asked her if she found everything she needed. She said, yep, everything was for her kids and she found everything just fine. The cashier said that she must have some hungry kids. She said yep, real hungry.  They are waiting for me in the car, I better go.  He said he would carry her bags out.  Uh oh. Girl Person said no, they don’t like strangers. they may bark.  Yep, she pulled out the crazy card to cover up her hungry, junk food card.  Oh, Girl Person…I do not like strangers, true, but I don’t like pretzels either, and well…hand over the cookies. Oh, and next time get an apple if you’re gonna go through all this. The cookies are mine by the way.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle