Things That Stink And Things That Don’t Stink

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  Newsflash. Digby stinks.  You already knew that.  I am sure it is not a shocker.


Do you know what else stinks? Having to leave our Bodega Bay, California place tomorrow.  But it is not going to be a day though filled with sadness, because the persons say that they will not allow that.


Why? We had a great two months here.  And we got to see and do things together that we would have never thought possible after leaving here five years ago.  Yes, the fires definitely stunk in more ways than one.  But we wouldn’t have changed being here for anything.  Even during this time.


It is no secret that animal rescue doesn’t make you rich. And not being able to find a home here that we could afford definitiely stunk. But finding out that happiness was more than an address didn’t stink.


Because we were able to think beyond our disappointment and realize that leaving here to go back to that Florida place wasn’t so bad.  It doesn’t mean that we can’t come back here if something opens up or if we can’t find a house there either.  Because we can come back.  Our house is on wheels. And that totally doesn’t stink.



Trying to simplify our lives by selling our home a couple years ago and buying the RV was just one step.  Because we still have a storage unit full of junk to get rid of.  And now we can go back and get rid of it.  That will make more room in the budget for peanut butter cookies. And that is very important.

So, instead of being sad for tomorrow, we are going to think about all of the amazing things we learned this past year on our travels.  No, things didn’t work out exactly as we planned, but when does that ever happen anyway?

You’ve got to know when to hold ’em Know when to fold ’em
Know when to walk away And know when to run
You never count your money When you’re sittin’ at the table
There’ll be time enough for counting When the dealin’s done

Girl Person had a few days of that Guilt Monster making friends with her Depression Monster.  The Guilt Monster was trying to tell her that she didn’t visit enough wineries or be with friends enough. It tried to tell her that she didn’t work hard enough to afford a more expensive house.  It tried to tell her that she wasn’t good enough for anything or anyone. And that is when the Depression Monster came for a visit too.


But I was there and Boy Person and Digby was too.  You see, we had to do the things here that helped us during our time here and we know our friends and fans understood. We were tired from the past year of travel and we were mentally exhausted from visiting so many rescues and shelters.  I will admit that.  Even I as Sheriff can get tired.  So Guilt Monster and Depression Monster?  You can go right back to your hole which in fact stinks.  We have no room for you in this Big Blue Treat Wagon.  We have a yard to find.  And you know what else? If those persons who have the Little Red House decide to sell it, you can bet your burnt peanut butter cookies we will turn right back around.  I don’t bet unburned peanut butter cookies.  I am not a risk taking gambler.

So today, we get ready.  We pack.  We make sure one last time that this is the right decision.  Because yes…we are making sure. We haven’t left yet, so stay tuned.  I have some peanut butter cookies in the oven.  And that definitely doesn’t stink.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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