This is Deputy Digby Pancake. And sometimes my friends? You start off your day with a big pile of feathers in your mouth, and you end the day with a big pile of thrown up feathers in your car. If you are me.
If Girl Person would have told me that I shouldn’t have ate that dead bird head and its feathers at camp, I probably would not have listened. And I didn’t. In fact, I ignored her so hard that I ate it in five gulps, despite her hands down my throat trying to pull it out. Then she started throwing up when I swallowed it, Sheriff Brickle issued a warrant for my arrest, and I was pretty full. Of feathers. If I could have flown away, well, I would have. To find another dead bird head to eat. Priorities.
But alas our time in Bodega Bay was drawing to a close, although we weren’t prepared for it.
Our life together
Is so precious together
We have grown, we have grown
Although our love is still special
Let’s take a chance and fly away
Somewhere alone
We didn’t know it was crab season, and no campsites ended up being open. So the persons decided that maybe it was better that way…not to have any long goodbyes to a place that we loved so much.
And the rain was on the way, so maybe things were working the way they were supposed to be. Maybe it was time we start over. Again.
So we started up the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV that by the way is out of treats now, and we headed out to Petaluma. Why? We have a few more houses to look at this weekend, and see no reason to get back on the road till Monday. It felt like we were starting over again. And the Big Blue Treat Wagon had to get warmed up. Two months in one campground was a rest for it too. It kind of deserved it.
It’s been too long since we took the time
No-one’s to blame, I know time flies so quickly
But when I see you darling
It’s like we both are falling in love again
It’ll be just like starting over
Starting over
As we pulled out of the parking lot for the last time, it felt empty, like when my stomach has no dead birds in it. But it also felt like maybe, just maybe, a new start was what we needed to clear our heads, to be able to think a little bit. Because starting over is not so easy sometimes. And the first step is just the hardest.
Sometimes though, to start, you have to get rid of the bad thoughts, or the dead birds in your stomach. And as we were about half way there, Girl Person saw me get that look on my face, and she knew that it was coming, and there was nothing at all she could do about it. Starting over was going to be getting rid of what was ailing me. All. Over. Her.
It’s time to spread our wings and fly
Don’t let another day go by my love
It’ll be just like starting over
Starting over
Now, you would think that driving thru Petaluma with all of the cows and cow poop in the air, that dead bird guts wouldn’t be such a big deal, but when it is all over you driving, it kind of is to people I assume. Yet, I felt better, and isn’t that all that matters?
For Girl Person who was following behind Boy Person and the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV, I kind of thought that she should thank me for making her forget how sad she was to leave Bodega Bay. If you don’t think it was all a plan from the very beginning, well, keep it to yourself. Starting over sometimes takes a big effort, and I put forth a very big effort with the dead bird head.
As we pulled into a new campground, we got a little flutter of excitement at change again. But as Boy Person turned off the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV to check in, we didn’t know that it was having second thoughts at starting over. And some big ones.
Why don’t we take off alone
Take a trip somewhere far, far away
We’ll be together all alone again
Like we used to in the early days
Well, well, well darling
You see, there we were, sitting in the campground’s driveway, and the Big Blue Treat Wagon decided that it was already tired. And it missed Bodega Bay. As Boy Person usually does, he panicked a little bit and Girl Person panicked a lot. And there we sat. When Boy Person decided to give it one last try, it finally came back on. And our hearts had pretty much stopped. Traveling through 48 states the past year and a half was hard. And here we were starting. All over again. It was scaring us all.
Don’t let another day go by my love
It’ll be just like starting over
Starting over
When you start over, well, you may have questions about it. And we certainly are. To head back to that Florida place seems so far. And we have a few more houses to look at this weekend. And apparently, Boy Person needs to make sure we can even make it back to Florida now in this Big Blue Treat Wagon RV. But we are ready. Ready to start over, whatever it takes. We have decided that nothing is that important to be on a schedule. This is up to us, and yes, Big Blue Treat Wagon RV. We are going to breathe this weekend and the persons are going to clean up the dead bird throw up. Or maybe throw out the car. That is definitely a way to start over, now isn’t it? You’re welcome.
As we keep saying…stay tuned!
-Deputy Digby Pancake
