In My House

This is Deputy Digby Pancake. Another week has gone by and it went by too fast.  I have noticed that the older I get, the faster the days go.  Do you ever feel like this?  And around here, the faster time goes, it seems we get less and less done.


But when the Depression Monster tries to knock on the door, it seems that time stands still, because Girl Person doesn’t seem to move around very much.  It has been nice to be able to rest now that our big trip is complete.  But Girl Person knows that when she doesn’t keep super busy, the Depression Monster is more apt to find her.  And he was knocking, knocking, knocking yesterday.  But you know what I told that monster? This was my house.  And no Depression Monster is welcome in my house.

So when you need some lovin tenderness
And it’s me baby that you miss
Here’s the key to unlock the door
To my house (to my house)
Wo-oo-oo-oo- in my house

You see, that Depression Monster keeps yelling to Girl Person that she hasn’t found a house for us yet in this California place, or even the Florida place.  The persons decided that the fixer upper here in Bodega Bay with the stairs was probably too much for them to redo and to handle right now.  It would have taken all of our time and what is more important than time…especially now that the days are flying by?  But we are going to be honest as we always are. It is going to hurt real bad if we have to leave here.


The Florida place area that Girl Person looked at with Gandma is still on the table with my pancakes. The only thing that we could do there would to be to buy a little land and build a small house.


But again, the persons don’t know if they want that undertaking.  If they could make it simple enough…maybe.  And it is on the water.  So they called and talked to the realtor person, but they would have to buy two pieces of land to make it work. And they don’t know about that.  But again…it is on the table.  What else is on the table is still finding a house here in Sonoma County…a real fixer upper, but it wouldn’t be on the water.  Or, we could just decide to sell all of our stuff and go to Europe where things are cheaper.  Or we could just keep moving this Big Blue Treat Wagon RV around wherever we wanted to.  So. What is more important to us?  The persons are really trying to think about it.  This is an important decision, and the Depression Monster is trying to tell them all of the negative things about this time in our life.  Like why is it taking so long to decide?  Why can’t they figure it out?  And it may just be getting to them.  But this Big Blue Treat Wagon RV is still our house for now.  And in my house?  There is love.  There is happy.  There are pancakes.  There is Brickle.  And me.  In my house.

And when you feel sad and blue
You just come and see me anytime
I’ll be waitin’ for you dear
And your fears you can leave behind
So when you need a little peace of mind

It seems that we all are pretty tired from the last year of traveling.  And we can’t seem to find out where we belong again.  But in my house, I know that there is no rush.  No one is pressuring us but ourselves.  The persons want me and the Sheriff to enjoy all our days. And they worry about us and what we want most of all.  So I wish I had more of a house update this week.  We tried, we really did.  But most of all, we locked that Depression Monster out.  And that was the biggest accomplishment the whole week.  Next week?  We are in Bodega Bay at this RV park until next Friday.  And then? We have no idea.  I do know that we will be leaving the Depression Monster behind wherever we go.  I have nothing but love in my house.  And happy.  And my job as Deputy is to remind everyone in my house, including the Sheriff that we don’t have it that bad.  This is the most exciting time.  Ever.

I’ll be your sugar in the morning
And the sweet stuff you need at night

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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The Fly.

This is Deputy Digby Pancake. Some days, you wanna be a fly on the wall I heard. Some days, you never want to be a fly on the wall around me and the Sheriff. You just don’t.

Some days, you also don’t want to be the persons trying to get the fly off of the wall in the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV because it is impossible to get said fly. They should have known not to mess with a fly the size of a bird here in Bodega Bay.

It all started yesterday at breakfast when the fly was trying to wreak havoc on the scrambled egg festivities happening. It kept trying to buzz into Girl Person’s ear, it kept diving into Brickle’s head, and he was getting mad. Real mad from his beauty sleep interruption. And you don’t interrupt his beauty sleep.


When a fly tries to steal your scrambled eggs and your beauty sleep, that is unacceptable in Bodega Bay, California on the map where the Big Blue Treat Wagon is. Also, since there was an unfortunately dead bird outside of our window, the persons were afraid the fly was not clean, and well, no one wants dead bird shenanigans in a RV. Especially not in Bodega Bay.  First of all, you don’t mess with birds in Bodega Bay, dead or alive. And apparently, you shouldn’t mess with flies the size of birds in Bodega Bay either.

It occurred to me that perhaps this fly was dangerous after seeing the commotion, and I began to freak out at the thought. So when I would hear the buzzing, I would try to run away and there are not many places to hide in a RV, in case you didn’t know. In the process of the fly hunting, I proceeded to knock over a chair, a stool, a purse full of too much stuff, and in the process, the persons were getting more irritated at this crazy fly.  Their idea of trying to catch this fly in a nice manner was getting old.  Except if you are Boy Person and you are determined not to kill said fly.

So as Boy Person got his bug cup he keeps on the dash, Girl Person opened the door, Boy Person managed to finally catch the fly in the cup and you guessed it.  The fly slipped out between his fingers.  All of this was enough to send Sheriff Brickle into arrest mode, so he started growling at me for knocking over the chair, and that is when Boy Person finally had had it.  He got the fly again, ran towards the door, and you guessed it.  He tripped over the chair, Girl Person tried to get the door open again real fast, and you guessed it again.  Not only did the fly fall out of the door, but Boy Person did too.  This fly monster?  He was gone.  And also Boy Person’s dignity.

Have you ever been so crazy that you know you are crazy and you simply don’t care? Welcome to our world.  Most people would think that the persons were crazy for not trying to kill a fly and going to this much trouble.  But they believe all life matters and that fly only probably had a few days to live. And well? It didn’t deserve to be ate by Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.

You see, life is made up of more than what we think it is.  There are things around us that  make up our day…little things and big things.  There are things that make the world and the earth function, and big or small like the fly, they all play a part.  How is it our place to think that we are more important?  I get that, even though I was not thrilled with the morning’s shenanigans.  At the end, even though it was a little more work, we all lived to tell about it.  Even the fly.

So think about what is around you today and thank it.  Even that little fly that irritates you.  Because he in fact helps your world to go round.

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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What’s Love Got To Do With It?

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  Sometimes, I get up and I look in the mirror as I always do.  And before I can go outside, I say to myself…self?  You look marvelous, darling.  Marvelous.

You must understand though the touch of your hand
Makes my pulse react

But my morning today was rudely interrupted by the sounds of gagging.  And more gagging.  Then, I almost got stepped on by Girl Person catapulting herself out of bed towards the sound…which was Deputy Digby on the couch.  And you guessed it.  He wasn’t doing anything attractive.


You also probably guessed that Girl Person got to him too late.

It may seem to you that I’m acting confused
When you’re close to me
If I tend to look dazed I’ve read it someplace
I’ve got cause to be

You would have thought that in a RV, you could get to a throw up emergency as fast as you needed to.  However, Deputy Digby has two speeds.  One is complete and utter pause.  The other is complete and utter mayhem.  And the throw up won the mayhem speed.  It also caused Girl Person to try and put on clothes as fast as possible in order to avoid getting arrested and try to get him outside.  But then, just as the throw up came out, he let her know that the throw up emergency was just that.  Just a throw up emergency.  As she was trying to get on clothes, he went back to sleep, and Girl Person was just glad he was ok.  Love.  That’s love.  When you don’t even get mad at throw up.  All.  Over.  Your.  Couch.  Y’all. What does love got to with throw up?

What’s love got to do, got to do with it
What’s love but a second hand emotion

When you love someone so much, sometimes, you don’t even get mad at throw up or the occasional mistake.  Or the regular mistakes.  It is so easy to get irritated at the people and furkids closest to us.  Believe me.  It’s not that I like the fact that Digby stunk up the RV today, or that he caused Boy Person to have to do laundry for hours and not walk us as far.  I knew when he ate a pile of that sea grass that it wasn’t going to end well.

There’s a name for it
There’s a phrase that fits


But if we can’t look past other’s mistakes, how will they look past ours?  I am not saying I make mistakes.  Let’s not go that far.

I’ve been taking on a new direction
But I have to say
I’ve been thinking about my own protection
It scares me to feel this way oh oh oh

But I will tell you that the older me and Digby get, the more we appreciate the days we have together, and the days with the persons.  Some days lately we look for houses, some days the persons just work on that computer thing, and we lay in the sunshiney.  But no matter what, love is always there…on the days we all feel good, and on the days where some of us may feel bad.  Love isn’t just for the good days.  You have to work to find it on the bad days.  Even on throw up days when looking at yourself in the mirror is rudely interrupted.  By the way.  Anyone know where we can get this entire Big Blue Treat Wagon thru a car wash? And Digby’s mouth? Anyone have a mint the size of Texas?

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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Who Knows What Tomorrow Brings?

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  I felt you needed it.  You know.  A “Driving With Digby” on a Tuesday.  Today. Because who knows what tomorrow brings?

Who knows what tomorrow brings
In a world, few hearts survive
All I know is the way I feel
When it’s real, I keep it alive

#DrivingWithDigby in Bodega Bay #California. #2travelingdogs #joecocker

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This past day or so, we have been doing a lot of reflecting and thinking about how in the world we got to this place in our lives.  In 2011, when we first came here to Sonoma County from that Florida place, we would have had no idea the paths that life would take us on…or the many roads!  The persons thought about the mistakes we had made, the trials and I’ll be honest.  They weren’t thinking the Digby way. In other words, they were being really negative yesterday.  More like the Sheriff Brickle way.

Some hang on to “used to be”
Live their lives, looking behind
All we have is here and now
All our life, out there to find

First pic, 2011 in Jenner, California, Second pic 2017!


I just don’t understand what persons are thinking sometimes, or literally, why they think at all.  If your life is spent worrying about tomorrow, how will you even get anything done today?

We have a choice right now, and a choice we feel may be the most important one we have ever made.  And that is how will we continue to stay together each day as a family?

Time goes by
No time to cry
Life’s you and I
Alive, today  

We can’t get caught up in big payments where I can’t afford good quality pancakes, and we don’t want to struggle to buy organic maple syrup. I also would like to continue to eat sushi.

So how will the persons make sure we have a place to live that we are happy in, yet continue to focus on the important things? I just don’t know.  We don’t know.  But here are the facts reminded to me by Sheriff Brickle.  He’s not the Freshmaker but the Factmaker.

Sheriff Brickle reminded me that we are not homeless.  We in fact may live in a giant car, but we still have it, and we can drive anywhere we want.  There is no huge rush.  I am never in a rush.


He also reminded me that we are in a pretty awesome place.  Girl Person is so crazy sometimes that yesterday, she said she was sad because it was so beautiful here.


She said because it is so beautiful, she will be sad if we have to leave.  So she wants it to be not beautiful now?  Again, the persons make no sense.  I really think that it is up to us dogs to straighten you out.  But since Sheriff Brickle does such a good job at that, I will let him punch that time clock today.



We may not know what tomorrow brings.  And yep.  I think the persons are having a hard time with that. You see, we didn’t think very far beyond this trip.  The Adventure Of A Lifetime was expensive and we paid for every bit ourselves.  Sorry, but Brickle always tells it like it is. We are happy we did it, and we would never change it. NEVER. EVER.

But as Sheriff Brickle reminded the persons, we may not be able to afford to stay here. We may have to make somewhere else work.  And who knows? Maybe that place is where we are meant to be.  But we will figure it out.  Somehow we always do.  We just have to keep a positive attitude about our path, because even this part of our life is a path.  We just have to figure out the right one to go down.

Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry
On a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world below
Up where the clear winds blow

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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Sometimes You Wanna Go Where Everybody Knows Your Name

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  You know, sometimes, it seems like certain days are after ya.  Even though I am happy pretty much all of the time, even I recognize that the persons have a lot to deal with in this camping situation we have been in for over a year.  And this weekend?  Well, it cemented the fact we are pretty much over it.  And that cement was as strong as an overcooked pancake sitting in day old maple syrup. And that my friends is sticky.


Making your way in the world today takes everything you’ve got.
Taking a break from all your worries, sure would help a lot.

When you have to move campsites every other day, it does get old, but you cannot complain about the view.  Unless you are Sheriff Brickle and the birds keep flying at him.


So yesterday, when we had to move campsites, we had to wait till those campers left.  And when they finally left, we started up the Big Blue Treat Wagon and the persons went over to move the picnic table in the site to my liking.  That is when some other campers ran over and started literally screaming at the persons that they were moving their picnic table.  As you can imagine, the persons were confused and as usual, it never occurs to Girl Person that someone is being rude at first.  She is usually very confused.  In her mind, she was thinking that somehow, they had brought this giant picnic table with them and they wanted to take it home.  However, that was not the case. If there was ever such a thing as a rabid person, these camper monsters would have been it.

Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
And they’re always glad you came;
You want to go where people know,
People are all the same;
You want to go where everybody knows your name.

Boy Person calmly explained to them that we had to move to this site, and they said they did too…however, they had the wrong site number.  Boy Person told them that they should look at the map and make sure, that we didn’t want to move anyway…but this was not good enough for them.  The woman camper monster got madder, Girl Person had to hold her breath harder than when she smells my breath, and they finally figured out they were in the wrong. They walked away to apparently their camper monster campsite…right next to us, and didn’t even say they were sorry.

 Girl Person and Boy Person would have laughed about it if they weren’t so tired from staying up all night literally finishing the rescue and video for Soft Paws Rescue in Santa Rosa, California. But they pulled themselves together, bit their tongues and moved on.  To OUR campsite.  I was exhausted about the whole situation.

So, we thought that was enough negativity, and the persons commented that this whole camping thing was finally getting to them. So in the afternoon, Girl Person decided to clear her head and took me and Brickle on a walk through the campground.


As we rounded a corner, the Sheriff decided he had to do his official business in a pile of seagrass.  As Deputy, I will tell you the facts about this business taking care of.  He was not in anyone’s campsite.  He was doing his business on the side of the road. And Girl Person had dog bags.  In the middle of his business, a camper from across the street opened her door and yelled to Girl Person, asking her if there was a dog park here.  As usual, when someone is being rude, Girl Person doesn’t get it at first.  Girl Person told her no.  The new camper monster asked her if there was a designated dog walk.  Girl Person told her no, thinking maybe she had a dog and was asking questions.  That is when the camper monster told her that it was unacceptable that dogs could go everywhere, and that was not ok with her. Girl Person stood there with a dog bag in her hand and as the camper monster shut the door, Girl Person picked up his business and thought about making a special delivery to camper monster.  But she held her breath again and walked back to camp…this time crying.  Boy Person of course had no clue what had happened, and as she told him, they decided to both get in the car and go to the beach.  The beach can cure just about anything for us.


Well, we all had a good night of lauging about how much camping is hard.  And I am going to admit, we have met some pretty mean people on this trip.  And it shocks us that not everyone likes dogs….and it hurts too.  And although Girl Person didn’t make that special delivery, she had decided to walk us by camper monster’s rv every. Single. Walk.  And you guessed it.  Sheriff Brickle decided to do his business there once again.  As Girl Person bent down to pick up the business, she missed her target, and you guessed it. Instead of having a bag full of business, she had a hand full of business.  She stood there for a moment morified at the steaming business in her hand.  But then, she told us that she deserved it.  Here she was, trying to get someone mad when in fact, she was just adding to the madness.  And she also told us that it was time.  Time for a yard.  Time to get away.  Time to go somewhere we could stay for awhile.  And I have to agree.  But where that will be still remains to be seen.  Maybe this week will bring us closer.  If not, we can’t guarantee what else will happen.

Be glad there’s one place in the world
Where everybody knows your name,
And they’re always glad you came;
You want to go where people know,
People are all the same;
You want to go where everybody knows your name.

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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Back Up. Slide Out. Then Move.

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. Did you know? Did you hear? Girl Person is back home from that Florida place!  And when she came home, you better believe that we were happy.  Real happy.  I even showed it…a little.

IMG_6570It was like she was never gone at all, except for the fact that she was gone for a long, long time in dog time.  In Brickle time, even longer.  But the strange thing was, Girl Person was shocked that we all did so well without her.


She was shocked that the house was clean, that we were happy and that Boy Person didn’t have a meltdown.  Just goes to show that sometimes, Girl Person doesn’t want any help because she thinks she can do it all, and the best.  But Boy Person told her that some stuff was going to have to change around here and that she could not keep doing this.  He was the one shocked at how much work Digby and I were.  And so I suspect that there will be some good changes.  See?  And we definitely all appreciate each other more now.  That goes without saying.  Did she forget how much my handsome was?  No one can forget that.

The persons spent yesterday calling on some of the land Girl Person saw in that Florida place.  Maybe to build a tiny house? They are still working on that.


And they made plans to look at some properties in this California place next week.  In the midst of all that, Girl Person and Boy Person had to move our campsite today.  And tomorrow. And the next day.  So when she went in the shower to put some stuff in there to move, there was a pond of backed up shower water in there. Wanna gag? I did.  Guess Boy Person forgot to dump it and Girl Person washed dishes, and well, you know the story.  And it was gross.  But after being gone a week, Girl Person didn’t care about anything, and everything about our home on wheels was fine with her.  Until they moved our campsite, tried to open the slide outs and yep.  Stuck half way.  It seemed like the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV was trying to tell her something.  That it did not appreciate her absence.  And as Boy Person somehow fixed that too, Girl Person told him how amazing he was.  And it was a good thing he was so amazing, because if he had not fixed it, we couldn’t move one campsite over tomorrow.  Yep.  One.  Seriously.  Musical chairs..I mean, RV’s around here.

Some parts of camping are getting old.  Not as old as the dead fish Digby dug out of the ground and ate yesterday, but old.


And I hope that soon we can make a decision here about where we are going to go.  But for now, what a beautiful stay we are having in this Bodega Bay, California place.  We are trying to appreciate every moment, even every bird we see, every boat we see, every seal we hear, and know that all of our journey this past year may be leading us up to our next adventure.  And not knowing what that is yet is kind of fun.  Trying not to worry about the future is easier if you appreciate where you are in the moment.  And this weekend, that is our plan  Also, appreciating Girl Person’s cooking more  Did I say that out loud?

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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Marco? Polo.

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  Well, we are still alive in Boy Person’s care and that is a plus.  I never thought that I would say this, but he has done a pretty good job so far.  He does things different than Girl Person.  I don’t seem to get as many treats.  I also seem to be cleaner, and get my teeth brushed more.  And although we miss Girl Person, guess what?  She is coming back today!!!  Am I howling?  You bet I am.  You bet I am.

But yesterday, Girl Person and Gandma called us to give us an update on the house search in Amelia Island, Florida.  They spent all day looking at options to see if our family could possibly live there.  They drove four hours from the Tampa place and looked at houses.  Many, many houses and many, many hours.


They even looked at warehouses to redo.


And then old radio stations they maybe could redo.


And then they looked at houses falling to the ground.


They looked at houses shaped like boats.


Now.  Were all of these houses for sale?  Admittedly, no.  But when Girl Person has her mind set on something, you can’t stop her.  And when she is with Gandma, the two of them definitely have no fear.  They asked people about properties.  They knocked on doors.  They left notes on doors.


So.  Question.  Did they get anywhere?  Not yet.  But Girl Person told us that she narrowed it down to an area that she thinks we would be happy at. And she is determined to see if anything pops up for sale…but it would have to be soon.  We can’t wait forever.

I have to tell you.  This house search is really exhausting me.  I feel like the persons need to find a place to land…and soon.  We used to think that we would only be happy in the California place.  But after a year of traveling, we have changed.  And we realize that wherever we plant ourselves, it won’t be forever.  But we do want to rest a little bit and get settled and enjoy some time together doing projects and making over a house, and doing all kinds of fun stuff.  This Amelia Island place seems like a real possibility. But we still have looking to do in this California place too.

For Girl Person, she has had a fun time with Gandma and her family and seeing Cuddles. She got to spend time with them and concentrate on having fun and they even made looking for houses fun.  As her and Gandma were discussing how they just ran away from what looked like an empty serial killer house, they sat down exhausted and watched a little TV.  That is when a commercial game on with kids playing a game called Marco Polo in the pool.

Gandma looked at Girl Person very seriously and told her she had always wondered what in the world people were doing playing that game.  Girl Person did not understand. Girl Person, her brother and her cousins had played that game forever.  And Gandma didn’t know what it was? What did she think that they were doing?  Discussing history lessons?  Girl Person lost it.  They both started laughing so hard and couldn’t stop and she realized that just like Marco Polo, they were explorers too.  Exploring a possibility of a new life…and it was fun.  She was making it too serious.  And as the day ended, Girl Person knew even if she didn’t find a house here, this was a day with her mom she would always remember.


Well, today is the day that Girl Person comes home.  And although her time away was short, she has more work to do here.  Let’s look at some more houses.  Now for California. Show us what you got!

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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The Search.

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  It. Has. Been. Days.  Since Girl Person left us for that Florida place. And it seems like years.  Years, I tell you.  Years.


Is Boy Person doing a good job taking care of Deputy Digby Pancake and I?  Don’t tell Girl Person, but everything is going ok except for the raw chicken which was dropped on the rug.  Also, everything is ok except for giving us our treats out of sequence.  Also, everything is ok except that we aren’t all together.  We are a part of each other.  And when one of us is missing, it just doesn’t seem right.

Girl Person called and told us yesterday that her and Gandma would be headed to that Amelia Island place tomorrow to search for houses which is a four hour drive from that Tampa place.  Now,  I have no issues with living in the Florida place except I don’t want to leave this California place either.  But, the persons at this point in our lives are considering all options and want to make the right decision.  They above anything else want Digby and I to be happy with where we live the next few years.  They want us to be able to relax a bit, be able to run in a yard and lay in some Sunshiney.  Plus, they want us to be able to afford to take trips together too.


Where that place is yet we don’t know.  What else is important to us right now?  The water.  We know we feel our best by the water.  Some may feel their best in the desert, or in the mountains.  But our happy is the ocean.  And we need to find where we can see it or be able to get to it easy.


What else?  The persons want to grow things and garden and cook and Boy Person wants to fix things he can fix unlike Digby’s breath.  He knows he can’t fix that since he was calling Girl Person asking where the toothpaste was yesterday when he ate horse poop.

Now.  Is Girl Person looking for just a house? You know that they make everything more difficult.  They may be searching for an old gas station we can live in, or a tiny house, or an old general store.  So stay tuned to tomorrow for what Girl Person finds.  I am interested myself in this.  I need to know how much my handsome can improve the neighborhood.

Oh, and Boy Person?  He is working on the video that will air this Sunday on our Facebook page.  The last video for our Adventure Of A Lifetime.  So don’t miss that!

So Florida? California?  You have a few weeks to show us what ya got.  We love you both. But it’s time to make a decision here.  And Girl Person? Please hurry up.  Boy Person doesn’t hand feed me the same.

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Where The Heart Is

This is Cuddles. It has been awhile since Brickle and Digby allowed me to take over the dog blog.  But since they are missing Girl Person so much, because she is in this Florida place, I wanted to talk a little bit for them.  It is good to have Girl Person here.  I missed her.  Not as much as I miss Granny Person though.  Not a day goes by…well…I will just stop there.  The house is a little empty.  A lot empty.


Last week, Aunt Person was worried that I wasn’t going to make it.  The hurricane scared us all so much.  I saw everyone packing stuff away, everyone was worried, and we were afraid that the house that Granny Person and Pappy had built would be no more.  We had to leave and wait and when the storm finally went away, that is when things started to get a little better.  The persons are cleaning up, but we were all ok.  I can’t see very good anymore.  And I can’t hear either.  Seeems as though I understand how Granny Person felt now.


Sometimes, it isn’t till you are about to lose something that you really begin to see how beautiful it is.  Granny Person said the few times that she would go on vacation that when she came home, she “couldn’t see there was anything wrong with this place”.  A little dirt, a little love.  A few scratches, a few memories.  It is all here.  And I am glad that I got to stay here.  I miss Brickle and Digby.  No, I don’t call them the Sheriff or Deputy.  They were my popcorn, peanut sharing brothers.  I miss watching the news with them every night.  But I am happy that Girl Person came, if not just for a little while to visit.  The orange grove isn’t the same without them walking thru it.


Now, I hear Girl Person is here in this Florida place to look at some houses.  She may be looking for houses, but where her heart will always be is this home.  NO, not the home they sold here.


But the people who were once here…who still are here.  And if home is where your heart is, her permanent place is here, no matter where they go.  I am happy that they are finding their happy and a house, even if that isn’t in the Florida place.  It could be in that California place, or that Italy place, or France place.  No matter where they go, Granny Person would be happy for them.  She would complain about it but be happy about complaining too.

Things change in life.  But a few things are certain.  I certainly miss Granny Person.  But she is always here.  The memories I have can never be taken away.  And I am happy I got to hold down the fort a little while longer.  Girl Person may find it hard to walk into Granny Person’s house without her there to make her a biscuit.  But when your heart calls you go…and we were both so happy to visit together.  And happy we all made it thru the hurricane.


Since I am older and wiser now, I have a question to leave you with till we speak again.  Where is your heart?  Do you let it go there?  It’s worth the journey.