This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. And well, Vermont? You are a wonderful, wonderful place filled with sweeter than sweet people, sweet ice cream, sweet cheese, sweet maple syrup and yes, sweet me. Not really. And don’t get used to it. I am only here until Monday.

It would be wonderful here in this Vermont place to get in your car and just drive around for weeks. You would see all the cows, the barns, the covered bridges. It boggles the mind how beautiful it really is here. Like when you stare at me. You cannot take it for too long. That’s why I guess we are leaving on Monday. Too much, too much.

Yesterday, we had a great time hiking to a gorge or a hole or whatever that was.  It was a lot of water and a dam (I don’t cuss) and beautiful scenery.  We met some very nice persons on the trail from that New Jersey place and they were enjoying it too.  I love meeting people as long as they don’t touch me.  If you want to touch someone, give Digby a back rub. He is a back rub addict.  And he will hound you all day to do it.  Can you tell I am all over the map today?  It’s all the sugar I tell ya.

As we were driving home, I hate to tell you this, but the Jeep broke down yet again.  Seems as though it is getting old, like us.  Good thing that Boy Person is so handy dandy and he hopes today he can have it fixed.  I am not going to get worried about it, except for the fact that today was a day the persons needed to do laundry, they are out of underwear and clean clothes, and now they can’t drive to the laundromat.  Good thing they have bikes though so we can get food, and tomorrow will be a new day of sightseeing.  OH, this Adventure Of A Lifetime is surely that.  And we are loving it.  Even all the road blocks along the way.  Let’s hope Boy Person does not fall off his bike today if he needs to get parts, that Digby doesn’t lick another sewer hose (don’t ask me about that, I don’t cuss), and that Girl Person finds some clean underwear.

Have a great weekend everyone! We still have so much to see in Vermont!

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle


Stop And Listen


This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  And we are blogging to you from this Vermont place.  A land full of maple syrup, pancake to put maple syrup on, stinky cheese I can roll around in and beautiful scenery. Almost as beautiful as Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  As you know, he paid me in maple syrup to say that.

Last night we were taking a walk in the woods at this Vermont place.  There were odd sounds all around combined with a peacefulness we haven’t felt in a bit.  It got us to wondering as we were appreciating all of these new things and beauty.  What was in our own backyard that we didn’t appreciate?  What did we not hear? What would someone have heard in our home place that we had forgotten was so special?

So I ask you this.  What is in your own backyard or home place that someone visiting would appreciate?  Have you forgotten how truly special it is?  Since we are seeing new things every single day for a year, we are appreciating what many people may take for granted.  Be proud of where you live, what is in your own backyard.  That tree that you have looked at so many times and don’t see any longer may be the most beautiful tree a visitor has ever seen!  That bird that wakes you up too early on the weekend may sing a song that a visitor will think is the most beautiful sound he has ever heard.

Yes, our trip is all about adventure and of course animal rescue.  But what we are finding along the way in the people that live in these places all across our country is that your history, your families, your pride in where you live touches us the most.  Stop today.  Listen.  Hear what is special about where you are. And pass me the maple syrup. Thanks.

-Deputy Digby Pancake

Are You Strong Enough To Be My Man?


This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  And it’s been an exciting and hectic few days here in Vermont.  We had a ruff start.  But it hasn’t dampened our spirits to enjoy this Vermont place.  We had to rest yesterday at camp, but we needed it. Girl Person said that I don’t have to worry.  And I needed to take a break.  But I know that I have a job.  I am a Sheriff.  I will always worry.  It is what I do.  And I enjoy it actually.  I worry about worrying too much though.

Boy Person has been feeling bad.  Headaches and then he fell off of his bike getting groceries as we told you about yesterday.  So I knew that it was my time to step up and be the man around here for a bit.  I literally and honestly am always the man, but that will be our secret.  Girl Person kept singing me a song all day and now it is stuck in my head.  And the answer is yes, yes, Girl Person, I am strong enough to be your man.

Girl Person says she can’t listen to this long very long because she will swoon too much over my handsome and how strong I am.  Well, she didn’t actually say that, but I know what she is thinking.  I can step up to the plate to be a man around here, especially if that plate has peanut butter cookies on it.

So Vermont? We are rested up and ready to explore! Today we are headed to the Springfield Humane Society as our Vermont paw-picked rescue and then it’s all fun and Vermont stuff tomorrow! So let’s do this!  I’ll be your man!

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle


Welcome To Vermont!


This is Deputy Digby Pancake, and I will do the honors of welcoming you…to Vermont!  We pretty much like it so far, especially the wonderful people.  But our day yesterday was not without drama.  And we don’t like drama.  Who does?  Maybe actors or something.  Or if you like to watch TV with a big bowl of pancakes and or popcorn or both, then drama is good.

We left Maine, and reluctantly so.  I felt like I was getting up from a table at IHop. And that’s no fun.  The persons were a bit down too because this was the first state on our adventure that felt a little bit like home for some reason.  And knowing that this was the last time we would see the ocean for a little while was kinda sad.  You can take us out of Florida, but you can’t take Florida out of us.

As soon as we crossed the Vermont state line, our Big Blue Treat Wagon started trying to run away from us down the hills or something.  I guess it was all that thinking about maple syrup up ahead.  We pulled over for a little while, and all was good again.  But.  Then.  Some person who had their head in their phone thing decided that we must not be on the road. You know, it would be hard to see a giant motorhome pulling a Jeep.  NOT.  They almost ran into us and in the process knocked Girl Person on her hands who was getting up to get us a snack.  Boy Person turned whiter than white and Girl Person just was mad.  Well, we got over that.  Until…

You see, Sheriff Brickle is called the Sheriff for a reason.  For many reasons.  But one of his many talents is knowing when someone doesn’t feel good…whether that be sick in the head or just sick.  All day long, he stared at Boy Person.  He tried to sit in Boy Person’s lap.  He just was acting insane.  Finally, hours later, Girl Person remarked that something must be wrong with Boy Person.  Boy Person was worried too.  And then.  Boy Person went out for a bike ride when we reached camp.  He shouldn’t have done that.

When he came back, with bloody knees and bloody elbows from falling off his bike, the first thing he said was that next time Brickle looks at him like that, he is staying in the RV.  Well, seems to me that the RV is pretty sketchy too.  BUT Boy Person probably should not try to carry milk and eggs on his handlebars on a bike in traffic.  Just saying.

Anyway! That is all behind us now just like my pancake butt.  And today is a new day…in this Vermont place.  We are so ready to find out what it has in store for us this week!  On Wednesday, we visit our Vermont picked rescue in Springfield, Vermont.  We cannot wait to meet them and see what they do for the animals in this area.  Here we are Vermont! Nice to meet ya!  No more drama, ok?

-Digby Pancake

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We Will Miss You Maine!


This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle…and Maine…you are definitely arrested.  Why?  Because we have to leave and I don’t want to.  You are arrested until we can come back.  And I hope it is soon.

I am not speechless very often, but this week really has no words that are appropriate in my book.  To say that this Maine place was beautiful does not do it justice. And I am all about justice.  To say that it was magic really doesn’t fit either, because all of this Maine place, everything…was beyond that.



The water, the scenery, the lighthouse, the mountains, the food.  It was all good. But you are still arrested because I will miss you.  You tried to compete with my beauty…you almost won…


Yes, we are rushing on this Adventure Of A Lifetime, but I have made a note to come back here very soon.  Often, things that are surprises in life are the things that you need most.  Like an unexpected batch of peanut butter cookies.  Maine was that unexpected refuge for us.  Despite the week of getting yelled at by a cat mom, and yelled at by a mean woman trail monster, those are not the things we will remember, although they are totally arrested.  What we will remember is the way we felt when we looked at the ocean, the food we tasted at farms (can anyone say maple milk?!!) and the promise that someday we will be back.



With all that is wrong in our world today, there are many things still right, even in your own backyard if you take a minute to look.  Find an unexpected surprise today and allow it to touch your heart.


We are off to Vermont today!  Will you come with us?

We love you Maine.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

Be Kind.


This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle and I have some stuff to say today while we are in this Maine place.

On this trip so far this Adventure Of A Lifetime, we have seen the best and also the worse in people.  And I felt like I needed to write this blog today and address some of the occurrences of the past couple of days.  Yes I need to make some arrests, but one of the arrests is me.

Campgrounds are funny places.  Everyone has a movable house or is sleeping under a sheet or something, and you are very close to other people.  And you have to not bark, and be quiet during certain hours and not set stuff on fire with your campfire.  Rules, rules, rules.  Our persons are very tired due to our hectic schedule, and yesterday, Girl Person was extra tired  She was feeding Deputy Digby Pancake and I outside, al fresco and we were enjoying the cool, Maine air.  Girl Person had noticed that other campers had their cat on a leash outside enjoying the night air too.  But knowing how much I love cats, she didn’t worry about us bothering them. We were busy eating our dinner, we were on leashes as we always are, but Girl Person didn’t have a very tight hold on the leash things.  I don’t know what got into me, but when I saw that cat, all I wanted to do was run to it and scare it.  So I broke free from Girl Person’s hold and ran full steam at the cat.  Well….

The cat’s persons were outside too with some wine and as it happened so fast, Girl Person had no time to think.  She ran after me screaming and then that’s when all heck started.  The cat’s woman wine person started screaming at me to go away at the top of her lungs, yelling all sorts of other things while the cat’s man person scooped it up.  By this time, Girl Person was yanking me away and Digby was howling, not using his inside voice.  And everyone was crazy.  Girl Person apologized over and over, said I loved cats, but it was no excuse for scaring them and she was so very sorry.  The persons were still not happy, and Girl Person said she did not blame them at all.  The woman wine person said she yelled to protect her own and Girl Person said she was sorry again.  Yep, Digby and I were ushered inside without dessert and Girl Person cried for awhile out of embarrassment and for making a mistake with our leashes.  She owed an apology and it was definitely not kind what I did. Needless to say, they left camp this morning.  Girl Person had wanted to apologize again and bring some cat treats, but she will just say sorry to herself once more.  And lesson learned. Not kind on our part.

We tried to forget about that occurrence. And then this morning.  We were on a very beautiful trail.  Girl Person always tries to get us off the trail if other persons or furkids are coming.  She said we take up too much room and not everyone is ok with dogs.  Well, she understands that, but she doesn’t understand meanness towards dogs.

There we were, on the trail and we saw another dog. We tried to say hello, but Girl Person also recognizes not every dog wants to.  So she kept us away, but another hiker on the trail, a mean person monster said that Girl Person better keep us away from her.  Girl Person told me later that she is calm and reserved, but when someone messes with me or Digby, that is IT.  Girl Person first asked her why she would say that.  The mean person monster said that we made awful noises (?) and looked awful too.  Ok.  That was IT.  Again.  Girl Person told her that she must be a very lonely person with an attitude like that and maybe she should think before she says AWLFUL things to people and dogs to ruin their day.  The mean person monster said that Girl Person had no regard for other people by having us on the trail. Well.  Girl Person decided she better just keep walking before I arrest her.  So we did.

However, after the fact, Girl Person said she was wrong in some ways.  She said that she shouldn’t let others ruin her day.  Or bother her. That some people don’t like dogs which is shocking and maybe something happened to them. Maybe the mean person monster was just born mean and there was nothing she could do about it.

My point is this. Why can’t everyone just be kind?  Think before you speak.  Before you run after that cat.  Before you hurt someone.  Treat others how you wish to be treated. It is THAT simple. Be. Kind.  And Girl Person says she has to work on that too.  We all do.  And she should have handled it better.  Because after the mean person monster walked away, some other hikers told her how cute we were. And Girl Person started crying and told them thank you from her heart for being nice.  And that made our day.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

Happiness Overload


This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  And it’s not very often that I will say this.  But.  We have happiness overload!  Don’t get upset, I still am arresting things and you.  That brings me happiness as well…but this Maine place has given us the happiness overload.

Ever since we moved back to the Florida place from the California place, Girl Person missed our hikes amongst beautiful scenery. Guess she didn’t want to carry a mirror with her everywhere we went to get my reflection.  Oh well.  Over four years passed by and Girl Person thought we may never get to hike in the mountains again.  And then yesterday happened.  And her happiness overload came.  I guess happiness overload also means tears flowing which I don’t get.

There we were, in this Maine place, at a hike I will never forget.  Not just for the scenery, but the way that it made us all feel.  Here we were.  Having traveled for almost three months now.  To over a dozen states together.  And we have seen things that people only dream about.  We do not take one moment for granted although it is hard work. And a moment like this made everything worth it.

Sometimes it takes something so breathtaking like me and my corn dog tail, and yes, also this Maine place to make you remember what life is truly about.  It’s about real things.  Real mountains, real lakes, real people, real food.  Not our phones (don’t ask for my number), not our computers, not that TV thing either.  Life with happiness overload truly means stopping and looking at what is in front of us.  And unless you do that today, you know what is going to happen.  You. Are.  Arrested.

Thank you Maine for helping us remember our happiness.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle


Use Your Inside Voice


This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  Here we are in the Maine place. And I love it here.  Sheriff Brickle loves it here.  And the persons love it here! All this love has got us, well, a little rambunctious. And hyper.  And happy!!  Could it be the cooler weather? Could it be that the light here in Maine cast a beauteous shadow on the Sheriff? That is what he said.

Anyway, when I am feeling good I howl.  I howl at everything.  And everyone.  People I have saw just a few minutes prior.  Yeah, I howl.  Dogs walking in the campground.  I howl.  Campers being too loud.  I howl.  Dinner time.  I howl.  Snack time.  I howl.  You get the point.

Well, the campground says in no uncertain terms that barking dogs will not be tolerated, but it doesn’t say anything about howling foxhounds like me.  I guess Girl Person can’t interpret the rules correctly like I can. And she keeps telling me to be quiet and use my inside voice.  My inside voice? You mean my stomach growling?  Yeah, well, if you hear that you had better get me some pancakes.  An inside voice means nothing good, and Girl Person, if you have one I seriously suggest you go to a doctor.  I know you are crazy and all, but do this.  Get Maine happy with us!  Don’t use your inside voice, and if the campground kicks us out, well, they know what is going to happen anyway.  Sheriff Brickle says that they.  Are.  Arrested.

Today we are going to the SPCA of Hancock County here in Trenton, Maine! Look for pictures soon!  Have a great day everyone!  And please.  Don’t even think about using your inside voice.  That’s just crazy.

-Deputy Digby Pancake

Welcome To Maine!


This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  Welcome to Maine!!  Why am I so excited? This place.  This Maine place.  It is absolutely almost as breathtaking as me.  And that is saying a lot my friends.

We had a very long day yesterday.  We had to get parts for our broken down Jeep. And that took a bit.  Then we had to drive almost 7 hours to this Maine place from the New Hampshire place.  We went through a VERY bad storm and although we are Florida place dogs, and should be used to bad weather, we don’t know how weather is in all of these different states we are traveling to.  It’s an odd thing.  When you live somewhere for awhile, you get to know everything about it.  Like what animals live there, what plants grow there, the weather, you know, those sort of things.  But we are in a different state every week, and we have no clue what’s going on.  I guess that is how Deputy Digby must feel all the time.  He has no idea what is going on.

But we have a feeling this is going to be an awesome week.  We are visiting our Maine picked rescue tomorrow, but today, first things first. Boy Person has to figure out how to fix our Jeep.  We are hoping it is a quick fix and that sight seeing can commence shortly.  Whatever life hands us this week, we are going to have a wonderful time here.  We are pretty excited, can you tell?  If any of our fans are in the Maine place area, and specifically Acadia National Park, let us know your favorite things to do here! You are the experts.  You must feel like me.  All the time.

Have a great day and send good thoughts to Boy Person to fix our Jeep!!!

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle