Let’s Dance. Not Really.

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  It has been pointed out to me that I am handsome.  I pointed this out to myself today.  Because there really is no explanation of why an ordinary hike, an ordinary jaunt at the dog park, or an ordinary walk on the beach always turns into a scene.

You know, I can’t help the way that I look if I wanted to, but I don’t want to.  But it is beyond me why these random love fests come at me everyday.  It’s like they want to dance or something.  They come up to me, I back away, they come closer, I move that way, they move this way.  Do you want to dance, they seem to say.  Not really.

There I was, just hiking along the other day with my brother from a different mother. And a hiker person and her hiker person friend jumped out of their car, ran up to us, kinda pretending that they were not running up to us, and asked Girl Person if they could pet us.  Girl Person said yes, and so they oohed and ahhed over Digby while I tried to play hard to get.  I guess I did a good job as an actor, but that was not surprising, because I do a good job at whatever I do.  And as they walked away, I heard the hiker person say that I must have been old.  Nah, it’s just the way things are with Bricklemania.

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Then, the next day, we went to the beach.  You guessed it.  I’ve been working on this body for a long time.  And a couple of beach persons came up to us and asked Girl Person if they could pet us because they were missing their dogs.  Girl Person said sure, told the smaller persons to be slow, and there it was.  More people wanting to dance.  I suppose that there are no rules for dancing on the beach, but my rules state nope.  Not with Bricklemania.  Digby played the sweet one again, and I walked away.  One of the smaller persons said softly that I must not like her.  Nah.  I just am tired from Bricklemania.

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As you can see, it was turning out to be a really busy week.  And well, Girl Person thought that with all of the rain we had had lately, a run at the dog park was in order.  Now.  First of all.  I rarely run.  I am in no hurry.  But I do like to dig a hole and sit down and police.  That is what I do best.

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As I was sitting there, being the dirtiest, most handsome Sheriff in a dirt hole that there ever was, two walker persons walked by the dog park.  Walkers walk.  But without a dog, it seemed odd as they came into the dog park.  We heard them saying, “Oooohhhhh….ahhhhh….awwww… “. The usual.  And I thought.  Oh, fabulous.  Bricklemania even in a dirt hole.

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Girl Person said hello, and they asked her if it was weird that they had no dogs but they really loved dogs, and they really wanted to pet us.  They said again.  “Is that weird?”.  Nothing is weird with Bricklemania.  You can’t control it.  Even when you try to hide it in the dirt.

So, this time, as usual, I played hard to get.  Digby soaked up all the back rubs and the love.  And I thought, well, that this would be like every other time with Bricklemania.  I thought that they would come to me.  But after petting Digby and looking at my face, they decided that they were going to go.  And they hadn’t even heard about Bricklemania.

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It shocked me, but it also shocked me that I cared.  I had been so used to not dancing and not caring that when someone actually reacted to the energy I put off,  it made me have feelings.  And Bricklemania does not have feelings.

Girl Person saw my face and told me that it was ok.  She told me that they were probably in a hurry or I had scared them a little bit, but not to take it personal.  But I did.  And I thought to myself, is this what persons do?  Is this why they seem so unhappy sometimes?  Are they trying to escape from the world by being in a hurry and acting mad so that others don’t talk to them or bother them?  What happens when what they want to happen…actually…happens?  And then they are alone, or are very sad, or want friends?  I had to take a step back and wonder.   Should I learn how to dance…maybe a little bit?  Maybe you should be dancing too.

You see, life can be rushed.  Life can make us feel stressed.  In a hurry.  Or just tired.  But are we really ever too busy to say hello?  Channel your inner Bricklemania and embrace the love today.  Will you accept this dance?

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

Our next 2 Traveling Dogs Book Club selection has been announced!  Join us on the 2 Traveling Dogs Fan Page to take part in the fun! Our book club is hosted by famed author of The Endless Path, Laurie Duperier.  Laurie has selected this book club’s selection as Hogan’s Hope.  Watch the video below to see what we have in store and request to join our Fan Page to join. By the way, we had a few technical difficulties, but Brickle enjoyed the screen time. 

 

 

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