This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. I am known for my take charge attitude. My get it done work ethic. My policing skills. Never have I been accused of going soft. Until now.
Usually, being soft is Deputy Digby’s department. He is super good at that with his soft ears, his soft fur, his very soft and squishy belly.
Soft is not my department. If there was a soft department, I would not apply for a job there. My brillo pad fur and my prickly attitude are my trademarks. Unless. Unless. You play some Kenny G. I am not afraid to say it. I didn’t know music could be so. Mellow. So. Good. So. Me.
Girl Person is on the computer thing a lot. That’s her job. So when she saw this miracle man called Kenny G playing a melody this past week, she watched it. And I heard it.
And I did not know what hit me. It was like a breath of fresh air coming from that thing he blew in to. I had never, ever heard such noises. Such music. It’s like I became a fan of the horn in an instant. It was love at first song. Have you ever felt like that besides the time you first saw me?
My reaction was instant. I couldn’t control it. And it could not be hid. Girl Person was more than surprised at my reaction. Did I really like this music? Was she seeing things?
I will tell you this. I love it. It puts me at ease. I feel more soft. More like the deepest parts of myself are trying to get out. At first, it was concerning to me. I didn’t really want to feel this much. But then, when I let myself feel that much, I wondered what I was scared about.
Many persons don’t think that dogs or other animals can have likes and dislikes. I think it is easier for them to feel that way because it makes them feel less responsible for how they treat others. It makes them feel like they just matter more. And although we all should love ourselves, and I am pretty good at that, when you let someone else’s melody and soul impact your life, you do matter more. You matter more together.
I thought about not admitting that I could be soft.
But then I thought, hey, that makes me even more attractive. If I could learn how to play an instrument like Kenny G, maybe I could change my name to Brickle B. What would you think about that?
Girl Person says that when she was younger, Kenny G was her favorite jam. Like with peanut butter? Seems to me that I have heard her play her clarinet thing more than once and wanted her to stop more than once. But with Kenny G, he can keep playing that music for all of my days.
Deputy Digby can keep his favorite band all to himself. Anything with the name Oates is too healthy for me.
Many things can be our friends like music, if we let them. It is easier to just shut out our emotions. But letting ourselves feel…like we were meant to…can make life a song.
-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle
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