This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  Oh, sometimes, you are just so fortunate that you don’t know what in the world to do with yourself.  You think to yourself..self…if I believed in luck, I would be the luckiest dude ever.  I have my sunshiney, my beach, my hiking trails, my pancakes, my house on wheels.  What could be better?

But if you were here with me
I’d feel so happy, I could cry

I was thinking all of this yesterday with a full belly and tired feet from hiking and seeing a bunch of new birds on the trails.

I was thinking how peaceful this day was.  Oh, the peace of it.  Just peacey peachy keen.

When we got home, I was there, enjoying my nap and thinking that maybe one day I would get up, or at least think about getting up.  But I still had a few more hours until dinner.  And so there was no rush.  Until.  Peck. Peck. Peck. Peck.  It was him. The elusive Scarlet Pimpernel. He. Was. Back. Some guys just have all the luck.

Now.  You may be thinking.  Is this a real picture of the Scarlet Pimpernel?  I mean, I can understand why you would ask that.  But you have to remember. We are law enforcement.  Sometimes, when a criminal eludes your arrest, well, you only have a composite sketch to go on.  And this time, upon his return, the Scarlet Pimpernel decided that he did not want photos.  Every time he flew into the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV, he did it with a vengeance, and flew away just as fast.  He pecked the mirrors with more force than when I throw myself down on a pile of manure.  Why did I say manure and not poop? With a criminal like the Scarlet Pimpernel, I have to be a little fancier.  I am on this.  All we could get for evidence was one…little…video.

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You may also wonder.  Is this the same bird? What a question for a Deputy. I was born with an unending appetite and a talent for harassing the Sheriff.  I also know the Scarlet Pimpernel when I see the Scarlet Pimpernel.  He is annoying.  He is red.  He doesn’t seem to care for bird seed.  He doesn’t seem to care for Big Blue Treat Wagon RV’s.  And he likes to look at himself.  A lot.  So for us to be graced with his presence, yet again, we are just so luuuucky.

But, truth be told, and I always tell the truth unless you ask me if I just had dinner…we missed the little red bird.  I actually missed him making my job easier.  I don’t have to irritate the Sheriff as much, because the Scarlet Pimpernel is so good at it.

And if I complain today, well, I might as well be complaining for the next two weeks…because that is how long we are going to be in his campsite.

Some guys have all the luck
Some guys have all the pain
Some guys get all the breaks
Some guys do nothing but complain

But I also have to wonder as law enforcement…is the Scarlet Pimpernel spying on us?  Is he gathering secret information?  I believe that in fact…this may be the case.

So stay tuned.  The Scarlet Pimpernel may just have something up his feather, but my pancake butt can come up with something too.  We knew that this wouldn’t be the last of the Scarlet Pimpernel.  Some may call it coincidence.  Some may call it luck.  But I just call it…the return of the Scarlet Pimpernel.  It has only begun.

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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