It’s Sunday. And that means a look back at a Brickle and Digby story! We keep this blog going for you, but also in honor of all of their hard work for the cause of animal rescue.

This is Girl Person. Every day, I think of Brickle and Digby. Every single day was an adventure with them. And one of those adventures happened when we were in Maine. On the Adventure Of A Lifetime.

We were in Acadia National Park in Maine.

We had driven at least seven hours from New Hampshire. We were babying the Jeep, as it had broken down numerous times. But we made it to Maine. And to the only campground we could find near the National Park. It was flooded. Muddy. Crowded. And full of kids. Not Brickle’s favorite combo.

But after finally getting set up, and having to apologize to fellow campers for the loud noise of the Big Blue Treat Wagon, we settled in. Set up. Made dinner. First, it was dinner for the boys. I made them their hamburger and green beans and we sat by our picnic table. There was no real boundaries of the campsites. Brickle and Digby were super tired and laid down to rest. I thought they were asleep, so I dropped the leashes. Just in time for a fellow camper to walk out with her cat on a leash.

Now, I have seen dogs move fast. But Digby wouldn’t have fit that definition. But in this case, well, Digby and Brickle bounded up like wild animals. Wild animals let loose to run amuck in a field of astonished campers who dropped their burnt hot dogs at the race before them.

Brickle and Digby cared less about campground boundaries. They ran with their leashes at full speed toward that camper cat. I’m running after them. And the camper cat mom person? Here’s where the loss of dignity comes in.

If you’ve ever seen someone walk over hot coals, well, this had nothing to do with that. But it was just as frantic. Dramatic, and I couldn’t stop it. She threw her cat in the air like an acrobatic yelling “help, help!” Then, she let out one big scream I’m sure is vibrating thru the universe.

Sheriff Brickle and Deputy Digby, who were not accustomed to being arrested themselves, stopped in their tracks. Looked at each other. I looked at them. I said no words. They said no barks. And as we ran back to the RV, the loud camper mom person said, “we all protect our own.” Which is why we did not come out of our RV again until they left. And they left in a hurry in the morning. Did I take the “2 Traveling Dogs” sign off the Jeep? Maybe.

–Girl Person

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