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.

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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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