This is Deputy Digby Pancake. As you know, I like pancakes, I love pancakes, I love and like pancakes. Both. And I think that I need to share some of my pancakes with Sheriff Brickle in this Pennsylvania place.
We had a long day of travel on Monday, but Tuesday, we were able to rest up, hike around locally and just enjoy this beautiful Pennsylvania place. I would have enjoyed it a lot more if Sheriff Brickle’s stomach hadn’t scared me to death.
I don’t know what all the sounds are in these states we are visiting. All the different animals and plants are enough to scare you every second. I don’t know what is going to try and steal my pancakes or get Brickle’s cookies. And it’s a lot to think about! So there we were, crossing a bridge on a trail when I heard it.
GROOOWWWLLLLLL…growl if you can’t read dog. I immediately thought, well, we are not gonna make it across this bridge now or even later, so I might as well jump off of it. I forgot Girl Person was holding my leash, I also forgot that Brickle has a loud stomach growl monster, and I jumped. A long. Way. Down. With Girl Person’s arm. Girl Person knows that if I get away, I am headed for the hills. The hills of Hollywood, Bollywood or wherever the hills are. I don’t stop, I won’t stop with my nose to the ground. So instead of letting me go, she let the Sheriff go and plummeted over the bridge as well. At least we got away from the stomach growl monster. And the Sheriff waited right there because, well, he’s perfect of course. But not really. His leash got caught and he was forced to comply. Girl Person was ok, I was ok, realizing that the monster most likely just needed a cookie or ten and we all brushed ourselves off. Girl Person says there is never a dull moment around here. And here is somewhere different every day.
So Pennsylvania? One suggestion as a visitor here. You should offer pancakes on the trails so that growl monsters don’t scare you to death over bridges. And that’s just a suggestion, a strong one.
Have a great day everyone! Today, we are going to be talking to some nice people at a shelter named Strayhaven in this Pennsylvania place…and we can’t wait to tell you all about them! Now, off to like and love some pancakes. Both.
-Deputy Digby Pancake
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I have to use it. The stomach growl monster. Was there water under the bridge?