So That You Don’t Regret A Thing

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This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. Are you enjoying your time in this Michigan place so far? We sure are. It is almost as beautiful as I am, which is saying a lot. I was a bit disappointed this morning to tell you the truth on one thing. I thought I was at the ocean. I was all ready for it. I know I am not supposed to drink salt water but I can’t help myself. I like to make Girl Person tell me to stop. So I started biting the water like I usually do and it. Was. Not. Salty. And…it. Was. Arrested. Sorry Michigan, but your arrest came early. Girl Person told me we were at one of the Great Lakes. Well la de dah. You are not salty.

But I thought I would take this opportunity to tell you something today. We know a lot of our fans are worried that we are all too tired. Too wore out. Doing too much. It is true. We ARE doing a lot. And we ARE tired. We are having RV problems this week with jacks not coming down or something. It always seems to be one thing or another as our Granny Person used to say. But we want you to know one thing. We are still having a lot of fun. And we think that you should do. We know that when this trip is over, we will miss it. We will miss the campgrounds, the people, the traveling, the adventure. Sometimes, adventure is hard. But the memories that you make sure are worth it like the time I spend in front of the mirror. We are living our life so that we don’t regret a thing. This is going to be over so fast.  So very fast. Like some people that we thought would be here forever.  Like some people we thought we could hug one more time.  Time flies by, and this trip is too.  Don’t blink. Or it will be over.

 

We are trying to make the most of every mile this year.  Visiting people that deserve their story to be told, like the Cherryland Humane Society we are going to today in Traverse City, Michigan.  48 states, 48 rescues in one year.  Yes, it seems hard and it is.  Some days we think we just can’t finish.  But then your words inspire us to keep going.  We love taking you all along with us and showing you that EVERY state has something beautiful and unexpected to offer.  Life is like blue bonnets in the spring.  Don’t take today for granted.  Make the most of what your life, and the people in it have to share with you today.  And thank you for being with us on this trip, because you know good and well if you weren’t that you.  Are.  Arrested.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

Welcome To Michigan! I’m Delirious.

 

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This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. Welcome to Michigan everyone! Did you enjoy the ride yesterday? Maybe you did, but I didn’t. The Big Blue Treat Wagon is none too comfy when its moving down the road. Have you every rode in a bus for ten hours? Or a giant dog bed? Yeah, then don’t judge me.

I mean seriously. How can you sleep when every bump known to man jumps out on the road? How can you sleep when Deputy Digby’s smell is even worse in a cramped area? Have you ever smelled a rotten, week old hotdog that has been left out in the sun with sauerkraut on it and then rolled in a big pile of horse poop? That is what Digby smells like in this RV sometimes. It’s not even worth it to arrest him because I don’t want to get that close.

Usually, I sit in the front seat besides Boy Person, Digby gets the couch, and Girl Person gets the floor. Sounds about right. Yesterday was hard because it was the longest drive we have had so far. My suggestion was to get to this Michigan place before winter. And so we had to split it up. We are at this campsite near Traverse City until Thursday. Then we are moving to a place near Munising. If I spelled that wrong, sue me.  I am not winner of the sixth grade spelling bee like Girl Person.  She still talks about that by the way.

On Wednesday, we are visiting our Michigan picked rescue, the Cherryland Humane Society in Traverse City. They have some beautiful animals to adopt. Some like Susie who have been there for awhile. So let’s give them some love this week and share their animals we post to our Facebook page. We can’t wait to meet them.

Anyways. Enough bizzznessss. I need to recoup some handsome from yesterday’s ride around the world or something. Let’s see what we find today in this Michigan place! Are you ready? Let’s go!

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

We Are Outta Here, Ohio!

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This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. And Ohio? We are outta here! On to Michigan today!

We had a wonderful time in Ohio, just wonderful. I am pretty upset that I didn’t get to visit the rescue this week called Noah’s Lost Ark Exotic Animal Rescue. Girl Person said that there would have been a chance we could have lunch for the tigers and lions, so she decided against that. Digby thought she said there WOULD BE lunch…and so he was pretty mad about that. Wherever lunch is served, Digby is there.

We only had crazy weather for a few nights with possible tornadoes, and yes, it was scary. But less rain then some of the other states we have visited for sure. We can’t complain about the heat too much either, and the weather in general. Good thing is, if we don’t like the weather, we are moving on to a new state every Monday anyway!

We met some wonderful fans here and wish we could have met more. We thank the fans so much that graciously supported our rescue work here this week and donated to Noah’s Lost Ark. All of us working together are certainly making a difference, and you all are great travel partners too! You are not arrested yet this week as a thank you. But I cannot guarantee tomorrow.

What did we love about Ohio? Certainly the people, the beautiful scenery, the history and the food. There is much to love about this state and maybe one day we can come back to see more.

We even made a recipe for Ohio! Cincinnati Chili For Dogs, anyone?

We are on to a place called Michigan today. We have a VERY long drive ahead of us, and we are not looking forward to it. Michigan is a really big state I am told, so we have to have a few camping spots this week. We are visiting our Michigan picked rescue on Wednesday, so stay tuned. Check our Facebook page for their adoptables too. And if you are a Michigan fan, make sure and let us know what places your recommend for our visit!

So. Here we go! On to another state on our Adventure Of A Lifetime! Won’t you join us? You had better answer the right way.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

Stalking Myself

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This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  If you can’t take the heat, get out of the kitchen as they say.  And I am hot, so if you can’t handle it, I suggest you stop reading this blog now.  Although you will be arrested.

I mean, seriously.  Do you see this?  Every state we go to on our Adventure Of A Lifetime, I think to myself that I can’t possibly be the handsomest dog there.  But I always am.  Which lead me to a conclusion.

It’s no doubt I love Girl Person.  So much so in fact that I am a bit nerve wracked whenever she even walks out the door.  At camp, even if she walks outside, she will look up and see my head peeking up over the dashboard stalking her.  She told me yesterday that I was the cutest stalker she knew.  And I thought that maybe I should be doing some multitaskings of sort.

If I am the cutest stalker, and apparently the handsomest in every state as well, maybe instead of stalking Girl Person, I should be stalking myself.  Makes perfect sense in fact. I wouldn’t have to go far to do it.  I could do it under cover because no one would suspect I was stalking myself, as I am myself.

I could arrest myself if it got out of hand, and since I am the Sheriff as well, I could control the sentencing which would mean more peanut butter cookies for doing such a good stalking job.

So.  Here I am in Ohio.  Ready to stalk myself here until Monday.  Then we are on to somewhere called Michigan.  Where I predict I will be the handsomest dog in that state as well, and reason enough again to stalk myself.

Have a great weekend everyone!  Look for our visit this weekend to Noah’s Lost Ark Exotic Animal Rescue!

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

 

 

 

 

Dickle?!

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This is Deputy Digby Pancake. Well, call me Dickle.

Yesterday, we got to see some pretty cool things in this Ohio place. We got to visit a mill where they make flour and corn and you got it! Those things make pancakes, so I was pretty excited. And the persons were too. Until we took a wrong turn on a trail, and well, it was a long way down.

The Florida place we came from generally does not have hills and certainly not mountains. I wish there were pancake mountains, but alas, there are not at this time. So when we took a wrong turn on this trail at the mill, well, it is how I got my new name for the next few days. Dickle.

Girl Person was having a hard time holding me and Sheriff Brickle because we were too excited and not paying attention to the height factor. Truth is, I have been acting up the last few days since we got here. I don’t know why, I just kinda feel like it. And I guess I felt like knocking Boy Person off the Ohio mountain trail too.

There we were. Girl Person had Brickle and she was behind me and Boy Person. All of a sudden I decided that I was going to try and run around Boy Person on the cliff side and get ahead because I felt like pulling everyone just like those Amish carts I see everywhere around here. The leash got wrapped around his leg and well, he yelled “Dickle! Dickle!” Guess he decided that he didn’t know who to yell at so he mixed me and Brickle’s name and yelling, well, it sounded kinda odd, you know? He didn’t fall but looked at me in horror and told me “thank YOU Digby! Thank YOU for almost killing us all!” By this time, Girl Person asked him, don’t you mean Dickle? Thank YOU DICKLE not Digby! They busted out laughing and Boy Person said he didn’t really want to die on the side of an Ohio mill or mountain. Girl Person said she would talk to Dickle about that. But he probably couldn’t guarantee it.

Well, here we are, alive for another day in Ohio! Let’s see what else we can get into.

-Deputy Digby “Dickle” Pancake

P.S. Brickle says Dickle is a copyright infringement on his name. Arrested.

Ohio? Pancakes? Monsters?

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This is Deputy Digby Pancake. Ohio? Thanks for the sunshiney so far! Not only are you warm in temperature, but your people are overly friendly and sweet too. Almost as sweet as pancakes, but I still haven’t found any yet. Suggestions?

We started off our trip in a place called Berlin Lake and today we are headed out to another area today.  We will probably be moving a lot in this state. We can’t wait to show you!! But I guess that means we have to drive more and that’s always tiring. It’s hard to sleep when this Big Blue Treat Wagon is on the move. But we are excited to see Ohio. Not as excited as when pancakes are on the skillet, but you get my drift. Also, speaking of drifts, do I smell pancakes? I would like to.

You may be wondering about the masked bandit raccoon that was hurt the first night. Well, he was able to shake off whatever ailed him and I guess he was afraid to be arrested by Sheriff Brickle and he moved on. Probably to commit crimes elsewhere. That would be smart on his part because we are law enforcement and we mean bizzznesss.

On this trip, we sure have met some nice people and people who are trying so hard to help animals. It is no different here. And we can’t wait to visit the good people at Noah’s Lost Ark this weekend. I better rest up for this one. I heard they have lions and tigers and bears. And hopefully pancakes.

Anyway. One last thing before I go. What in the world is growling at me at night in the big drains under the road? Enlighten me Ohio. Is it some kind of pancake monster or peanut butter cookie monster or even a wine monster? That would scare most of us here in the Big Blue Treat Wagon. When you don’t live in a place and just visit, you don’t know what anything is. And since we move every week, we are confused half the time on where we even are. So Ohio? We have a lot to learn this week still and a lot to see. I better find a pancake house fast though because I have a feeling this is going to take a lot of energy. Stay. Away. Monsters.

-Deputy Digby Pancake

Welcome To Ohio…And…The Raccoon

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This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. One day in Ohio and I have already had to call for backup. Nonetheless, welcome to Ohio! I really don’t know where to start today. Usually Deputy Digby Pancake is the one lost for words.

Our day yesterday was pretty easy going from the raining West Virginia place to the Ohio place. It wasn’t too long of a drive. We got to our campground and first things first on the recap. Our electric cord was too short from the Big Blue Treat Wagon. So, after pulling in and pulling up and back and forth nonsense, Boy Person finally got it taken care of. Then. He forgot we had to fill our RV with water because there was no water here. Off we went again to the watering hole and then the dump station, which I hate talking about. Gaaaross. Me and Girl Person decided to survey the campground while the Deputy helped Boy Person and that’s when we saw it. The slinky slanky masked bandit. The raccoon.

Now, I know a criminal when I see one. And normally, I would have surveyed this gentleman for a criminal. I mean, he had a mask for goodness sakes. But he wasn’t moving like a criminal would. And I wanted to talk to him, so I kept trying to get to him and Girl Person said that she was unsure if this was normal behavior for a raccoon in Ohio. I thought nope. I don’t think so. He wasn’t getting up, just sleeping, and everytime we talked to him, he covered his face.  It was like when Boy Person talks to Girl Person.  Or something like that.

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So Boy Person and Digby came back to our site and we talked about it a bit. That’s when Girl Person went to get the ranger who told her that they were checking on him all day and thought maybe he had ate something and would snap out of it. Girl Person and Boy Person kept watch on him for hours and tried to make calls, but no one would help. We felt pretty helpless. Even the camper next door with a cat named Pooter was unable to give us an answer on what to do. Even the other camper down the way with a pet tortoise in his RV was also unable to provide assistance. This Ohio place was already making us exhausted.

So, I finally called for backup. Even a Sheriff has to sometimes get assistance from other law enforcement in another area. Yep, even me. Because I thought to myself, self? You really need to not worry about how you look for once, but help this Ohio masked bandit. That’s when the Sheriff came and they transported this gentleman somewhere out of harms way where he could recover on his own in a safe place until the morning. That way, other campers could not get to him. But then the gentleman decided he better run because perhaps he was on probation or wanted or something. I put that aside and the persons helped him find a safe place to keep an eye on him. OH, we were tired, real tired. And I hope, very much hope, that by this afternoon he is doing better. And not committing crimes with his mask. I also hope that the camper with a cat named Pooter thinks about why he named his cat Pooter. Just adding that in.

We will make sure and give you an update later, and we have to say Ohio? We are still excited to be here! The sunshiney is out, we can see that you have so much to offer, and we are ready to explore! Let’s go!

By the way, this weekend, we will be visiting a really cool rescue and its unlike any rescue we have been to before. Did someone say…wolves? Lions?

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

See Ya Later, West Virginia!

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This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  And West Virginia?  You have done rained us outta here!  We can definitely see why you are so green and beautiful, but you made my brindle coat wet for the last time, you got gum on my butt, and yep.  You. Are. Arrested.

I was trying to take a break in the sunshiney on Saturday.  We had been on a long, gorgeous hike and we were tired.  So we were taking a break while Boy Person tried to fix the leaking Big Blue Treat Wagon.  And so I sat down in your grass.  And you guessed it.  Gum on my butt.

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Boy Person saw it first, Girl Person panicked, thinking of the time a little boy had put gum in her hair in school. Her hair had to be cut off, and she knew she had to tell me.  She went inside to get the scissors and I panicked too.  My.  Fur. !

She took off as little fur as possible, but you can imagine that I have every hair on my brindle coat accounted for.  Its not like Digby Pancake’s fur which is always a mess, and he thinks that is a style.  Nope.  This was affecting my handsome.

So Girl Person had a talk with me.  She told me that I would be more than valid in arrest this West Virginia place for the rain and for the gum.  But she told me that I should probably think about coming back here one day so that we can see more. And since we are coming back, to go light on the arrests and see if the behavior improves.   We got to see a lot of this beautiful state like the forests and the mountains but we really want to see more.  Much more.  We are sorry we couldn’t do everything that we wanted to.

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But when your RV is leaking and rain keeps pouring down, you gotta do what you gotta do as well as get gum out of your butt.  West Virginia?  I know I am arresting you, but I want to thank you for showing us how beautiful you are, and especially your people and animal rescuers like the good folks we met in Morgantown, Homeward Bound WV.  

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Thank you West Virginia for a memorable week.  We love you, but yep.  You. Are. Arrested.  On we go today to Berlin Lake, Ohio!  Ohio! Here we come!

48 STATES, 48 RESCUES IN ONE YEAR! LET’S KEEP GOING!

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

Carrots And Bikes Only In West Virginia

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This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle and it’s the weekend, just in case you didn’t know! You. Are. Welcome.

We have “had a time” this week as our Granny used to say. The rain came down in buckets, the Big Blue Treat Wagon started leaking through our air conditioner, the shower still didn’t get fixed, and Girl Person has had to wash dishes outside because there is no hookups here or something. Now, the last debacle could have been solved by having Deputy Digby and I lick the dishes, but no one asked us.

So needless to say, this West Virginia place has tried to put a damper on our fun! But we won’t have it. The campground is beautiful, the mountains are so peaceful, and the air is so fresh. It has made for some wet hikes, but with scenery like this, it only adds to the experience.

It finally has stopped raining today, so we are planning to go on a really long hike at a place I have never heard of called Cooper’s Rock. Then we will see what trouble Digby Pancake can get into. Sounds like a plan.

Now, first things first, I do have to say that an arrest report is pending on the Deputy himself. I have not made a full arrest yet because I need his collaboration today in this West Virginia place. What did he do? Thanks for asking. We always eat al fresco, you know, outside, because the Deputy gets food everywhere. Spaghetti in the bathroom, chicken in the chair, carrots in the shower. I know, this makes no sense, but he eats so fast and so crazy he flings food everywhere, and the Big Blue Treat Wagon is dirty enough without Digby’s all you can eat buffet. So we were eating dinner outside, and Digby decided he flung a carrot too far and had to get it immediately. Girl Person was holding onto our leashes and sitting in her wet, unsturdy chair, right by the persons’ bicycles and Digby pulled her so hard she fell right on the bicycles.

Girl Person decided not to tell Boy Person about it because it sounded crazy. A carrot, bicycles, falling. So that night, when Boy Person saw all her bruises, he asked. What happened this time? Girl Person told him it was unsafe to eat carrots by bikes. And he asked no questions, because he knew that it made sense. Somehow. Somewhere. Only in West Virginia.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

 

No Complaining In West Virginia

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This is Deputy Digby Pancake. And I have a dilemma, different than my normal dilemmas. So there is a lot of dirt here in this West Virginia place. And a lot of mud. And a lot of rain. And so a lot of this gets on me. Gets on my feet, on my head, everywhere. And then it gets in the car, on the persons, on Sheriff Brickle, and you get the message. I get arrested.

Girl Person says we are not allowed to complain about the deluge that has seemed to set in over our trip the last few weeks. She says there are people in areas that have lost their homes due to rain and we cannot and will not complain. Well, she doesn’t speak fluent dog, so I am going to complain now in my own way. Ruff ruff ruff and ruff. She cannot read that and it says if this rain does not stop, I am going to roll in mud until I cannot roll anymore. If you can’t fix a problem, roll in it I say. Make the best of it, I say. So.

Part of my agenda today as Deputy will be getting muddy. Dirty. Wallowing in the rain. Wallowing is something I was taught as a southern lad. Kind of like lathering like with butter. None of this is making much sense right now other than there is rain in my ears and it must be going to my brain. Kind of like Sheriff Brickle’s handsome goes to his brain.

Now, you don’t know this, but I did hear Girl Person complain. About what? Our shower in the RV is still not fixed because Boy Person got the part to fix it and it was wrong and it takes weeks for us to get our mail anyway. And well, the showers at this camp are over a half mile away. So you do the thinking here. Walking in the muddy rain to a shower may seem ok. But the walk back? Not so smart y’all. And getting in the Jeep full of dirt and mud? Not helping either. So I heard her complain. And I am sure it wont be the last although apparently we are still not allowed.

West Virginia? I know the rain isn’t your fault, but we would like to see what you have to offer. I am not complaining, but hey, a dog could use some lathered pancakes to wallow in.

P.S. Seriously though. What is with the gnats spelled with a g?

-Deputy Digby Pancake