Those Eyes

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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

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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