Thanks For The Fried Chicken, Rhode Island


This is Deputy Digby Pancake. And I am loving Rhode Island so far because of one thing. Did you know that fried chicken grows on the side of cliffs there? I didn’t either! And we were pleasantly surprised!

Sometimes, when you travel, you think you know if you will like a place or not. You look up all kinds of things on the internet thing and make an opinion before you even get there. If you are like Sheriff Brickle, you already know if you are going to arrest everyone there or not. Wish is usually yes. Everyone. Is. Arrested. But after visiting New Port, Rhode Island yesterday, I decided that I like this Rhode Island place. I like it very much.

We walked a very long walk behind all kinds of big houses that people who own a lot of pancakes and peanut butter cookies live in. Guess because we are dogs, we weren’t allowed to go inside, and Girl Person says if me and Brickle aren’t welcome, she ain’t going either.

So we walked and looked at the ocean a long time and the houses with many pancakes and cookies, and it was making me hungry. Very hungry. So Girl Person said let’s go look at the ocean a little bit closer and there it was. Fried chicken, lots of fried chicken growing out of the rocks. Have you ever heard of such a thing? The bucket was even there and a grocery store receipt, and that made no sense to me. The persons said that someone threw their trash everywhere. I saw no trash! I saw fried chicken and I was going to get it! Forget about fishing, I am catching fried chicken right here!

So I snatched it up and Brickle did too and that is when the persons tried to get it out of our mouths and that made me try to eat it even faster. Which made the persons upset and well, too late. I ate about three pieces in three gulps and the persons were not happy. Sheriff Brickle takes forever to eat, so he wasn’t able to consume as much as me. His loss. All of this made Girl Person start laughing and Boy Person told me that was my dinner and hoped I didn’t get sick. Listen, I have ate worse things than fried chicken growing out of the sides of cliffs in Rhode Island. The joke is on the people living it up in their mansions full of pancakes and cookies. I found fried chicken, baby.

-Deputy Digby Pancake


3 thoughts on “Thanks For The Fried Chicken, Rhode Island

  1. Veronica and John

    Newport is a great place in ri. I am born and raised in ri and never seen fried chicken on the side of the cliffs. Bit seems like your gain and someone else’s loss. I hope u did not get sick. If you have the chance I suggest going to iggys in galileo. When you get to visit MA there is a grwat place to walk/hike called Purgatory Chasm in the town of Uxbridge

  2. Jane

    Maybe if you ate it that fast you didn’t crunch the bones up too much. That is dangerous! One place in the alley we walk, I have to be on hyper vigilance because of the bones tossed out. Otherwise, it’s just constant vigilance.

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