This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. I guess I will start off by briefing you on where we are. Somehow, we ended up back in this Idaho place instead of the Washington place. Wrong turn? I guess you could say that, but you would be incorrect. If you were following us on Facebook yesterday, you would have been aware that we left Polson, Montana headed towards our first Washington destination near Seattle. We had to go thru Idaho to get there. And we are also navigating away from rain. When Deputy Digby saw this Idaho place on the map again, he highly suggested going that way in order to get some more potato pancakes.
As we were driving, the persons were talking about nonsense as usual. Girl Person was being a wonderful stewardess and getting us snacks and blankets. Then, all of a sudden the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV started jerking. And making odd noises. And the persons looked at each other in disbelief. Here we were, in the middle of nowhere with a big problem on our hands. I felt an arrest coming.
It was a very busy road with big trucks flying by us. And as we tried to find somewhere to pull over, the RV just kept jerking. The RV just kept sputtering. And I was getting irritated because it is very hard to be the center of attention with nonsense like this. I looked back at Deputy Digby and as usual, nothing could interrupt his slumber. By this point, we barely made it off of the road next to a deep ditch. The Big Blue Treat Wagon RV shut off. The person looked at each other again. And Boy Person said it was going to be a long day.
Now, when I know something is wrong, which is all the time, because I know everything, I want to take action. I was finding it a bother that I could not get out to stretch my legs because of that ditch. And did I mention the train?
Every time a car or a truck went by us, it shook the RV so hard that I thought I would fly off into the ditch. But there was Boy Person, trying to save us all from impending danger outside in the ditch himself. As Girl Person tried to keep us calm by feeding us more snacks and getting us more blankets, she remarked that she couldn’t believe how many people went by us without stopping. As soon as she said that, we heard it. A car stopped and two people got out. They told Boy Person they were fans and asked if they could help. Now seriously folks. What were the chances that a fan of mine, I mean me and Digby’s would happen to be driving by? As much of a chance as a plate of pancakes won’t disappear if left on the counter for five minutes around Digby.
If there was ever a time when we needed a boost, it was yesterday. Sometimes, so many things go wrong that you just have to go with it. If one thing goes wrong in your life, it may seem like a big deal. But a million things going wrong at the same time kinda just go together. If this would have happened last week, the persons would have let it bother them much more. But with the week we have been having, it seemed normal.
But as the persons talked to our fans that were so nice to stop, they realized that bumps along the road just happen. Bumps are what makes memories. Rain is what makes things grow. Specifically potatoes if you are in Idaho, but we were still in Montana at this point, so never mind.
It may not always seem fun at the time, but it is guaranteed that you will learn from the bumps, and be prepared for the next time. You also find out who your true friends are. And we needed the support so much.
Boy Person fixed the Big Blue Treat Wagon up, we were headed out on the road again, and that is how we ended up here in this Idaho place again. We may not have made it as far as we wanted to yesterday. But where we ended up was pretty awesome.
And as the persons took their cold prison showers in the campground, they said how great it was to be there and not in a ditch. Appreciate what you have. Appreciate the journey it took you to get there. And if you don’t make it as far as you want, love where you land. Because there might just be some potato pancakes there.
Where are we headed today? We have no clue. And we are just gonna go with it. Watch our Facebook page today to find out where we go…when we get cell service. Idaho? How do you talk on the phone anyways? Do we need to buy a potato phone somewhere?
-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle
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