The Million Pretty Pine Cones

This is Deputy Digby Pancake. After the day we had yesterday traveling, I’m not up for a lot of words. But I am up for a lot of pine cones.

Many places where we camp, we see a lot of pine cones. Hundreds. Maybe even millions. Some have fallen from the trees. Some are on the trees. Some are young. Some are old.

I never thought I would I have to learn so much being a camping, traveling dog. But the lessons never stop.

And it’s a good thing we are reminded that we never should stop learning. No matter where we are in our life. Because you are somewhere…right now…wherever that is, that someone else will never see. Someone may never actually get to see a pinecone.

Do you stop and appreciate things where you are? Even if there are a million pine cones? Even if there are a million trees?

Yes. Everything special is special and deserves to be appreciated. Our world is a wonderland!

There are millions of people. Millions of dogs. What if no one saw us for who we are? Wouldn’t that be sad?

Some may never know…until now…that one of Peanut Butter Brickle’s suggested names was Pine Cone. Now you know.

But I think that just maybe, just like there are millions of peanut butter cookies, millions of pine cones and millions of dogs, there is only one Peanut Butter Brickle! And there is only one of you. Don’t ever feel like you are lost in a crowd. We see you. And you can too. Just look in the mirror and see how special you are.

Just like the pine cone, when you fall, you can spring to new life! Is now your time?

Deputy Digby Pancake

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