This is Deputy Digby Pancake. Someone once told me, “you do you”. He said that to me after I ate an old fried chicken drumstick at the beach. Guess he didn’t want it. His loss. I “did me” for sure. But one thing is for certain. I am real good at being me. No one else does it as well.
You see, ya can’t please everyone, so ya got to please yourself.
But often, I am a victim of mistaken identity. You have no idea how many times people call me a lab. A labrador retriever.
I hear that is a certain breed of dogs, although I think just being a dog is sufficient enough of a title. And yet, the persons like to label everything. Even the ingredients on Peanut Butter Brickle’s peanut butter jar. While that might be necessary so that he can know the calories and maintain his figure, labels to me are as useless as someone not eating a piece of old fried chicken.
I walk on the beach. Someone will tell Girl Person, “cute lab. What is your other dog?” Yeah, no one can ever tell what breed they want to make the Sheriff.
And then someone will say, “hey, how old is your lab?”. First of all, how old are you? Second of all, I bet I am younger. Third of all, newsflash everyone. The lab report is in. And I am not a lab. I am me. I am Deputy Digby Pancake. Dog first. Rescue dog second. Some may like to label me a foxhound. I have something to say about that.
You see, it might be fun to guess where we came from. But when that is all that we can focus on, how much do we forget that we are all individuals? Yes, your dog is an individual too. I heard that labs are supposed to love water. But Girl Person said that her past furkid kid was a lab and hated the water. I heard that foxhounds like me are supposed to like hunting and not be afraid of shots or loud noises. I hate all of that.
How would you feel if someone tried to label you all the time and expect things of you that you were not? I might look like a lab, but I am not. What I am is a hunk of smooshy love with obvious stinkiness attached. So don’t let others decide what or who you are. Be yourself, be the best self that you can be. But if you are judged by what you look like, remember this. You are worth more than that. Don’t let them bring you down. Continue to be all that you are.
You know I love ya. But I want you to know that if we expect others to accept us and love us without labels, we have to do the same for them. I’ll eat an old turkey leg in the sand too. Doesn’t have to be chicken, y’all.
We are all stars, we don’t need any labels. Labels make it appear that one of us is better than another or one breed is better than another. The truth is there is nothing ordinary about any of us. We are all special. Don’t ever let anyone label that.
I am no better and neither are you
We are the same whatever we do
-Deputy Digby Pancake
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