This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  It seems like we have some sort of connection going on…you and me. You come here every day to see what me and Sheriff Brickle are going to say.  And well, I like it.  I like it a lot. Not as much as pancakes.  But I like it.


It also seems like me and Girl Person have a connection too.  She never leaves us unless it is vitally important.  And yesterday was one of those days, I am afraid.  Her and Gandma had business to take care of to look for a house.  And I was sad about it.  So much so that Boy Person took me for a ride.

After I was told that Girl Person would come back eventually, I was ok.  Actually, I was only ok after Boy Person gave us our usual treats and home cooked meal.  Yes, Boy Person and I have a connection too.  Our connection was a little tested though when I fell in the mud and ate an old bbq rib on our walk.


But, Girl Person had work to do.  She drove around with Gandma and some nice person called a realtor person. They knocked on doors, they went to other realtor persons, they drove down dirt roads, sandy roads, paved roads.  Searching, searching for a house, a yard, some water and looking for a connection.  A connection to a new life and new adventures. They asked about houses for sale, land for sale, land not for sale, houses not for sale yet.  You name it.  They asked.

Why are there so many songs about rainbows and what’s on the other side?
Rainbows are visions, but only illusions, and rainbows have nothing to hide.


Well, they thought that they had found the perfect place after all their searching. An old warehouse from the 40’s on the water and it had been for sale for over two years.  They imagined fixing it up, but making it into something really neat for us all.  Yes, it was a warehouse and a lot of work, but that was to be part of our journey too.

Have you been half asleep and have you heard voices?
I’ve heard them calling my name.
Is this the sweet sound that calls the young sailors.
The voice might be one and the same.


As they thought about it, guess what?  It. Sold. Girl Person was upset, but again, kept going.  She came home very defeated, she said.  Were we trying too hard?  Why wasn’t anything working out?  I reminded her that me and Sheriff Brickle were also lifeguards now.  And she needed saving from that Depression Monster trying to get in here again.


There isn’t much that a smile from me can’t cure.  And as she looked at me and Brickle and Boy Person, she said that she didn’t need much else in life.  And if she focused on missed opportunities, she would probably miss the connection she was looking for.

When you are in the middle of a storm, and there is a lot of rain coming down, you can either focus on the storm, or think about what comes after.  I know that frogs here in this Florida place love the rain.  They sing and they sing after it rains. And I suppose that we should be a little more like that.  We may have had some disappointments and stormy weather, but we got to see family and we got some sunshiney mixed in.  And maybe.  Just maybe…our perfect connection here is still waiting for us to find it.

Girl Person used to play a game called Connect 4 when she was a kid, she said.

She said that she always lost.  But she said that thinking about playing it with her little brother is what she remembers now.  Not that she lost.  And so, if we lost out on some houses this week, will we remember that years from now? Or will we remember the fun we had looking and the people that we were with?  I think you know the answer.  So we keep going.  We keep looking.  Because our connection is just waiting and the rainbow after the storm.

Who said that wishes would be heard and answered when wished on the morningstar?
Someone thought of that and someone believed it.
Look what it’s done so far.
What’s so amazing that keeps us stargazing and what do we think we might see?
Someday we’ll find it, the rainbow connection.
The lovers, the dreamers and me.

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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Lifeguards Reporting For Dooty

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  It occurred to me yesterday that as long as we were on the beach upholding the law and everything that we were missing out on other opportunities. You know.  For saving lives and everything.

The persons are busy looking for a house.  So we need to amuse ourselves. So. Forget Baywatch.  There are some new buff, pancake and peanut butter butts reporting for dooty here on this beach.

Most persons would walk out on this beach, and think, oh how pretty.  Oh, how lovely.  But for us?  We see the dangers.  We see the birds waiting to get ya. You know, we haven’t forgot our time in Bodega Bay.


We see the persons walking around without shoes on looking for shells and then about to fall in a pile of sea foam. That would be funny if you did that, but I am not allowed to laugh at you since I am a lifeguard now.

IMG_3164.jpgAnd we see the sharks out there.  They tell me not to pee in the water.  No worries.  I am not going in there.


For Sheriff Brickle, he thinks that just by being buff, that makes him a good enough lifeguard.  However, he also realizes that persons may pretend they need help because of this just so that they can see him flex his muscles.


As with any of my jobs, new or old, I try to figure out what food has to do with it.  For me, I see no point in life rafts.  What is the best way to save a life in my opinion?  Uh, duh.  Have a giant pancake.  That alone should help whoever is in trouble.  If you are drowning, you get a giant pancake. If you are about to be attacked by a shark, throw him the giant pancake instead.  If you get stung by a jellyfish, walk in a fluffy, giant pancake.  If you get sunburned, wear a giant pancake.  Should I go on?

For Sheriff Brickle, he says that if I am saving everyone with the giant pancakes, I will need someone to keep making the pancakes because obviously, I will need to eat them too.  Good thing that a fan sent us some in the mail yesterday.  She knew we had a job to do.  And we applaud you for your support. Also, thanks for the peanut butter, matzo and other accompaniments.  We will make sure to use these in our new jobs.


The peanut butter will be lathered on Sheriff Brickle like suntan oil.  The maple syrup?  Good grief, I don’t need to tell you that it will be on the giant pancakes in the storehouse. Only one, two, or three however because those will be for extra emergencies.  Obviously.

Even the matzo will be used for the birds to keep them away from the pancakes…I mean, you.  Yes, we are protecting you.

This new job thing is working out.  But as you can guess, we expect to be paid overtime for our extra jobs.  And as we are fighting crime, saving lives and being buff, look for us on the beach.  Lifeguards.  Reporting for dooty.

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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