Somewhere Beyond The Sea

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  Let’s go sailing.  No, not really.  I hate boats.  And I probably don’t float.


Everyone has been wondering this week if we were going to move to this Sequim, Washington place after the trip is over.  Is this trip ever going to be over?  That is my question.  The slower we go, the more slower we get and the more tired we get.  It makes no sense, but neither did catching a red parrot this week.

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When you are on the sea, things seem to get a more relaxed.  The important things don’t seem so important any more.  And we will admit.  We kinda had to stop thinking this week.  Girl Person wakes up in a panic every morning.  Where will we find a house?  When will we find a house?  Do we need to find a house?  How will we pay for a house? And there are no answers.  None.  Kind of like when you ask me how many pancakes I can eat.  I don’t know.  How am I supposed to know that?


And the more the persons try to figure out what to do, the more they think they can’t figure anything out at all.  So.  You asked about Sequim.  Which is pronounced like squid.

Not pronounced like a sequin.

I know.  Again, makes as much sense as Sheriff Brickle being carried around like a baby.  A baby squid, bahaha! He kinda looks like one…


But yes, back to your question.  Did we entertain the thought of living in this Sequim, Washington place?  We did.  We drove around, we looked, we ate some food, we ate some more food, and we thought some more.


You know us very well. You know we like sunshiney. And they call this place Sunny Sequim.  You know we love the water.


We kinda need the water to be happy. And yet, some things are hard for us here.  It’s a little chilly, I know, eat more pancakes.  And we have no family or friends here either.  So, will we live in Sequim?  It’s not off the table, but there are too many pancakes on it to decide right now.  Is our perfect place out there? We know it is.  Somewhere.  Somewhere beyond the sea.  And it’s waiting.  Waiting for me.

In life, you never should say never.  Girl Person probably would at one time have said, oh, we will never sell our house, buy a RV and go across the country trying to help animals.  So maybe our perfect place is out there…we just don’t know yet.  Maybe we don’t know yet that this is it.  But for now, this weekend, we are going to be enjoying Sequim wearing sequins, but the persons won’t be having squid. They are vegetarians.  I am a pancakeatarian.  That is much funner.

This weekend, we have our one Washington rescue visit with Wag! They have dogs like Leah here up for adoption!

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And we are going to explore some new places in Washington!  Will you join us?  Meet us somewhere beyond the sea!

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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Some Days You Lose A Red Parrot-Part Two

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  I know that you have been on the edge of your seat since yesterday’s blog.  Well, probably not, but I am still here to tell you today about what happened to the red parrot.  Because, well, it’s not everyday that you walk around the campground squawking like a crazy person and walking around with your arms out waiting for a red parrot to land on you.  Yep.  Girl Person was determined that this man get his pet parrot back.  Even if she had to squawk. Even if she had to walk around in one of Boy Person’s sweatshirts freezing to death.  Has anyone told Washington that it is July? Oh, and even if she had to hold a nectarine out yelling for Scarlet to fly down from her freedom.

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You see, at first observation, you would observe that trying to find someone’s pet parrot in a forest of trees would be impossible.  And that observation would be a correct one.  In fact, the Parrot Parent Man Person had been trying for hours.  About five hours in fact. I was thinking.  Could she have flown to the lavender fields?


Could she have flown to the bay?


Could she have flown to Canada?


No, she was hiding out at our camp.  Right by the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV. Scarlet had decided that she wanted to go visit some feathered friends in the trees at our campground.  And the Parrot Parent Man Person kept calling her.  Kept squawking.   This was definitely not something you hear or see everyday.

If you have ever lost a red parrot, you might wonder how you got yourself in that situation to begin with.  And we don’t know the full story behind why Scarlet got out or how…because actually, this Parrot Parent Man Person was too distraught to answer questions.  We were also afraid to ask, truth be told.  Could he talk and not squawk? But after hearing the red parrot in the trees, Girl Person knew she had to do something.  So as the Parrot Parent Man Person took a break from his searching and squawking, Girl Person decided to take over.  She rallied the other campers, got under the trees, and started squawking.  She started offering fruit.  She started talking to Scarlet.  And everyone thought she was crazy as a bed bug.  Well, she was.  And she simply didn’t care.

Sometimes, you don’t care how crazy you look.  Good thing, because our family looks crazy every dern day.  But this had to take the cake.  Or the pancake.  And as Girl Person waited, and squawked some more, she realized that the Parrot Parent Man Person was nowhere to be found.  What was she going to do if she got the red parrot?  No time to think.  The other campers decided to pitch in too.  And well, then everyone looked crazy and that’s just better.

It was just about this time that Girl Person realized she was the Parrot Whisperer.  As Scarlet surveyed all the crazy people squawking and yelling her name, after over five hours, she decided that she was hungry and missed her Parrot Parent Man Person.  And as the little campers ran off to find him because he sadly had given up, the unthinkable happened.

That moment when you realize you are the parrot Whisperer. #2travelingdogs #petparrot #parrot #washington #rvwithdogs

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And that was that.  As Girl Person got bit by Scarlet, she thought to herself that perhaps she did not want to be Parrot Whisperer. She decided that parrot rescue should probably be left to the professionals, and that she would probably just stick to visiting shelters.

But as the Parrot Parent Man Person walked up, and Girl Person saw his face, she knew all the squawking and crazy antics were worth it.


I say it was worth the time Sheriff Brickle and I spent watching all of this. To see persons acting like fools, trying to help an animal and a person at the same time was pretty cool.  And at the end of the day, Scarlet kissed her Parrot Parent Man Person and he asked her if she had fun.  And we can say that she probably did.


Scarlet? You put everyone thru a lot.

You may wonder…why are we still here in Washington and we haven’t left yet as we were supposed to today?  Well, we finally got our rescue pick for Washington, and we will be visiting with them this weekend! We know it has taken us a little extra time, but the persons have been tired, and we have been too.  We are slower, but happier, and will be leaving Washington on the way to Oregon on Monday.  Until then, make sure to give a “like” for our ONE Washington picked rescue to highlight all next week, WAG, Welfare For Animals Guild!


We hope that you will stay with us for just a few more days in this Washington place!

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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Some Days You Lose A Red Parrot-Part One

This is Deputy Digby Pancake. Some days are well, some days. And no matter how hard you try, you realize that you would have been better off just staying in bed like you wanted to anyways. Or some days you lose a red parrot. And either way, both aren’t good.

Yesterday was one of my least favorite days of the year. General mayhem occurring everywhere, loud noises, people throwing exploding things, and it takes me back to a time I never want to think about again when I was a hunting dog. And I get scared, and I can’t move, no matter how hard I try. It hurts the persons when I get so scared, and so they try to do everything they can to cheer me up. They even tried to take me and the Sheriff to a shin dig.

BBQ shindig time. #bluegrass #washington #2travelingdogs #rvwithdogs #campingwithdogs

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And although it was fun for a little while, I started hearing those noises again. And I just wanted to go to bed. So I did.


Now, when I go to bed and something exciting happens, I get upset. But nothing exciting ever happens around here, so I don’t get upset. But some man losing a red parrot and making crazy noises to add to the fireworks noises was not something that happens everyday. Nope, sure doesn’t.  Fiddlers and fireworks and parrots. I suppose that you could consider that exciting. Obviously, after hours and hours of this man person trying to call his red parrot, the red parrot decided he didn’t want to come down from wherever he was. Some days you have a red parrot, and some days you lose a red parrot.

If we didn’t know better, we would think everyone in this Washington place has pet birds. Birds that even wait outside the bathroom in the National Park. I don’t know. I just don’t know. Some things you just can’t explain. And so you don’t even try.


A common excuse we have been using lately is that “we don’t live here. We don’t know.” And it seems to work pretty good. But I would like to know if the people that live here in this Washington place know where the red parrot is and how that man got his bird to wait outside the bathroom, and also why a bird would not be allowed inside a bathroom.

When your bird isn't allowed in the bathroom. #2travelingdogs #48states48rescues #washington #nps #bird #petbird

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The point of my story is this. Yesterday? It just wasn’t a good day. I am not going to sugar coat it with maple syrup or even a plate of pancakes. Some days, no matter how hard you try, things just don’t work out. And I am glad it is over, and I certainly hope that today there are no loud noises, no one loses a red parrot, and that we can start over. Girl Person is suggesting that we go to a lavender farm today to see how it can relax us dogs and even persons. I think she is even going to do a live video on our Facebook page today.


The bad days make you appreciate the good. Run away red parrots make you appreciate obedient ones. So yesterday? I will see you again next year. I made it thru another year.


But you may be wondering.  What. Happened. To. The. Parrot.


Let’s just say, he made an appearance in a big way.  To Be Continued Tomorrow…

-Deputy Digby Pancake


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The Old Man And The Bees

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. I am a bit relaxed today. I know that is hard to believe, but being in a town like Sequim, Washington has brought out the best in me.

Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.-Ernest Hemingway

We may have started off our days here a bit tired, irritable and worn out, but I have learned that often it only takes one person to change your day for the better. Or in our case, one person and a swarm of bees.

The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.-Ernest Hemingway


We have only been here for a few nights, but we already have our routine. Get up, lay around, walk down to the marina, watch the boats, come back to camp, get breakfast and then plan our day. And since we are in a different place every week, it is hard for anywhere to ever really feel like home, and I guess in a way, we don’t want it to feel like home. Because eventually, we are going to have to leave it. But sometimes, things just happen, and you feel things you can’t help. Even though you know you are going to miss that person, place or furkid, you still let your guard down. Because the little time you have with it is worth the pain you will one day feel. And I suppose that is how we are going to feel about leaving Sequim, Washington.

Every man’s life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.-Ernest Hemingway


As we were walking at the marina yesterday morning, it was busy. There were boats pulling in and out, lots of cars, and Girl Person was starting to get irritable again with all the commotion. But then, all of a sudden, a man who Girl Person said looked like a famous book writer got out of his truck, walked over to us, and told us what good dogs we were.

He asked Girl Person if he could give us a treat and opened up a brand new box of dog bones. He gave us our treats, got back to pulling his boat and was gone. And Girl Person told us that we indeed were good dogs and that it was going to be another good day.


Of course, every person we saw after that, we assumed had a treat for us. The man person with a hamburger, the girl person who was afraid of dogs, the couple people who were gazing into each other eyes and Deputy Digby tried to jump on them, and a grumpy woman person who was running from us trying to find her dog biscuits in her purse. I know they were in there.

But man is not made for defeat. A man can be destroyed but not defeated.-Ernest Hemingway

So…we were making a name for ourselves at the marina in Sequim, Washington, but that was ok. We were going to be leaving in a few days, and well, that was that. We got back, ate our breakfast and knew it was going to be a good day. Girl Person started cleaning up, and then she started complaining as Girl Person does when she has to wash a million dishes outside on a tree stump, since we have no sewer hookups and are parked for so long.


As she was standing there and I was supervising, we heard it. Buuzzzzzz. Buzzzzzz. Louder and louder.

I like to listen. I have learned a great deal from listening carefully. Most people never listen.-Ernest Hemingway

Girl Person looked up in the direction of the noise and we saw it. A huge swarm of bees. Now, most people would be scared at a sight like this, but the persons like bees and have learned a little about them. And they know when a swarm like this occurs, the bees are trying to find a new home. And it is very, very rare that you see such a thing. And all the persons could do was stand there and marvel. Sequim, Washington had taught us something again.

You see, even bees know sometimes that they need to move. They know that if their home gets too small or threatened that they must move along together. It is the cycle of their lives. And we feel a bit like the bees today too. There was nothing wrong with our Florida place home, and there still isn’t. And we have traveled to places and states on this trip for over a year now, every time wondering…could this be home? Like the bees, we are still searching for somewhere we can afford, somewhere that feels like home, somewhere we will go together. Change is necessary in life, and can be good just like for the bees. If bees can do it, we can do it. So we keep searching, keeping our minds and hearts open. Life is so uncertain right now, and we are worried. But Sequim, Washington has taught us that there are still good people and good places out there.


And at the end of our day last night, the most perfect thing happened. As our evening walk thru the marina was coming to a close with the sunset, an officer pulled thru. He stopped, turned around, and we thought the worst. I didn’t call for backup, so what was going on?


Just like the old man at the beginning of our day, he had a treat for us too. And although we refused to sit for him, he didn’t arrest us and thanked his fellow officers.

There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self.-Ernest Hemingway

And we knew this day was meant to teach us a lesson. Embrace life, see the good. It is still out there.  And we will find our place…somewhere soon.

The only thing that could spoil a day was people. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself. -Ernest Hemingway
-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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It’s So Easy To Do That With Soggy Bread

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. Washington place? You have certainly been a sight for sore eyes, just like me.


Every where we turn, we see something new, learn something new, or find a new food to try.


It’s really been fun to be able to relax for a bit.

You might find this surprising…but the persons have a bit of a hard time relaxing. And I think that they have finally realized that. But it took a little bit of soul searching for especially Girl Person this weekend to make her realize that she needed to make a few changes. I have been trying to tell her this all along, but no one speaks dog around here.


It has been crazy busy in this campground. There have been people everywhere and lots and lots of noises and running going on. There have been lots of boats and fisherman and general mayhem. Oh, wait, the mayhem may have been us.

It's always a peaceful walk. #hikingwithdogs #campingwithdogs #2travelingdogs #washington

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Many people have off from their jobs, and obviously, they have all decided to camp next to us. You may find this very, very hard to believe, but I hate noise. I hate people running around and I try to police everyone. I seem to pick up on the persons’ feelings a lot, although I don’t need much help being irritable. And the more irritable they get, the more irritable I get. The more they don’t like something, the more I don’t like something. Deputy Digby? The more he sleeps or howls. There is no inbetween.


So as the persons were complaining how tired they were, more people kept coming that made noise and parked next to the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV. One would leave, another one would come. And the persons were feeling claustrophobic and Girl Person said that she was just about done with camping and with people. So, off she went to the market by herself for an hour, which seems to be her therapy.


And as she was there, someone ran over her foot, everyone was in a hurry, and some man person shoved her cart into the bread pile. Now, usually, Girl Person keeps very quiet, but she had had enough with persons. She asked the man what was wrong with him, and he kept walking. Girl Person just wasn’t having a good day, but as she looked at that pile of fresh, organic bread, she picked up a loaf, imagined grilled cheese sandmiches, or if you want to be proper, sandwiches, and tomato soup. She tried to brush off the mean, cart pushing man person and try to avoid the rest of the persons. Everywhere.

Then, as she got back to camp, there were little persons running thru the campsite, on top of flower beds just watered, and she lost it. She told the little persons that they couldn’t step on flowers and wondered what was coming over her. Why was everything bothering her? Why did she find it necessary to correct everyone and be irritable? What happened to relaxing, going with the flow, and who was this person she was becoming?

I did not know the answers to any of these questions, and as I tried to figure out how to help, I got thirsty, went over to my water bowl, and had a loooong drink of water. How was I supposed to know that the bread was in a bag on the floor next to my water and how was I to know that I wasn’t supposed to peek in the bread bag with drool coming out of my mouth? I did not know the answers to these questions either. And so, there it was. A bag of soggy bread, a Girl Person mad at the world, and then…newsflash. I saved the day once again.

As Girl Person was agonizing over her bread, the campers with the little persons starting packing up to leave after being there only one night. At first, the persons remarked they were going to be happy to get some peace and quiet.  But then.  The persons looked out the window at the campers. The little camper persons started walking their dog with a rope and no leash. Girl Person and Boy Person wondered what their story was. Why didn’t they have a leash? Were they ok? Why were they only staying one night? And then, another newsflash. Girl Person started to cry. She told Boy Person she was becoming someone she did not want to be. She told Boy Person that it was not right to judge anyone. Had she contributed to any goodness in their day, or had she been a source of irritation to them?  Was she just like that mean, cart pushing man person? Why didn’t she know that everything wasn’t about her?

If you have ever been disappointed in yourself, which I never have, you probably know that it is a pretty bad feeling when you realize you were in the wrong. And for Girl Person, she was feeling pretty bad for reacting so negatively to many different people in her day. What if she had reacted different with kindness? Would the outcomes have been better? Would she have felt better too?  She needed some bread to soak up this negativity.  Soggy bread should do the job.  Again? You’re welcome.

As she watched the fellow campers preparing to head out, she grabbed a new leash, a Bowser Beer, and gave it to Boy Person. He was already on his way out the door. They both told each other that they had to try harder. They had to be better people, and although this trip and the animal rescue part has had more of an effect on them this past year than you will ever know, it is time to pull it together. To help animals, you have to help people. You have to love people, because ultimatately, we all need to pull together, to be an example, to teach, to be kind.

When you see so much badness done to animals as our persons have, it is easy to get a bad attitude towards everyone, to be tired and irritable.  But it is not fair to anyone.  So Washington? Thank you for opening up all of our eyes to be better persons.  But us dogs? We can’t get any better if we tried.

This week is going to be great!  We have a trip planned to Olympic National Park, a dog park day and a lavender farm day!  Are you ready? I’ve got some soggy bread all ready for sandmiches! Let’s do this!!

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle


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Drain Water, Lavender And Not The Ocean

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  We made it to our last Washington campground on this leg of the trip.  Welcome to Sequim, Washington.

Sometimes, you end up in places that you have never heard of, and it ends up being the best place ever.

Welcome to Sequim, Washington. #2travelingdogs #washington #sequim #johnwaynemarina

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We had a hard time finding somewhere to park the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV because of the holiday next week. And so the only place we found was in Sequim.  We didn’t arrive clean, but we got here safe and sound.


You may think to yourself, self?  What does the Sheriff mean that they didn’t arrive clean?  Even if you weren’t thinking that, I will tell you anyway.  And I actually am gagging a little even thinking about it.


You see, before we left yesterday, the persons thought it would be a good idea to get a shower.  I kind of agreed with them as they weren’t smelling so good after hiking and running and walking at the dust pit we were staying at.  We didn’t have hookups at our campsite, you know, the sewer kind, so the persons walked half a mile to take their showers at the campground.  Upon first inspection, all looked ok as Boy Person related to me later.  There were three stalls, and the one in the middle looked the cleanest.  But there was a problem.  The privacy walls in-between the showers was not so tall.  In other words, don’t bend over or stretch too far.  And don’t look over under any circumstances.  That is not allowed. Prison showers.

Boy Person thought it would not be so bad because there wasn’t anyone in there.  And so, as he told me, he turned on the shower and got to showering.  And then.  In walked a contestant for American Idol.  Or so that guy thought.  Boy Person hoped that he would stop singing, but he kept on singing, and even throwing in instrument sounds and lightening sounds and thunder sounds and making up words.  Boy Person didn’t even know the song, but he knew the words must not be correct.

Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see

Well, Boy Person decided to block it out.  And so he did…until the next showerer person walked in to the other stall.  Now, Boy Person was surrounded.  And if you know Boy Person, you know that he doesn’t do anything fast and wasn’t even half way thru his shower.  So he tried to ignore what could be on the other sides of those walls…until the water came on in the other shower.

As Boy Person was standing there, he realized that the water in his shower was not his water.  In fact, water from the other showers were running into his shower.  Under his feet and filling up fast.  Real fast.  Literally.  I am gagging.  And I eat horse poop.

Sends shivers down my spine, body’s aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody, I’ve got to go

As Boy Person decided that he was going to freak out, he started dancing to the music and sound accompaniment of American Idol contestant one, because American Idol contestant two was now singing along. No, he wasn’t dancing.  He was jumping. And as the dirty water ran under Boy Person’s feet, he decided all he could do was jump up on the shower bench and try..try, to find his flip flops floating away, and run out that door as fast as he could into the dust pit.  And so…that’s what he did as American Idol showerers asked if it was their singing. He didn’t answer.

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright’ning me

Now, I have never realized the importance of a bath, but I do now.  So as Boy Person hosed off his feet with the campsite water, we packed up and headed to Sequim, Washington.  And as we drove by the ocean, we sure felt a sense of refreshment.  But then, we were told, nope. You are not by an ocean. Sequim is not on an ocean. Its a bay going to a strait from the ocean or something like that. I just hope its not bath water.

We were also told that Sequim grows the most lavender besides France.  And at a time when the persons are stinking so bad, this is highly appropriate.

So, Washington? Will you have us around for another week?  We think we want to see just a little bit more.  Plus, since I am putting you under arrest for the dirty bathwater, you have no choice.  Washington?  You. Are. Arrested.  Now, make it up to us!


Are you ready for a great weekend ahead?  Make sure to check our Facebook page for adventures, pictures and you never know.  I may arrest you too.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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Live Like A Dog!

This is Deputy Digby Pancake. What a place Washington is!! It has so many different parts to it like the parts of a pancake. You say a pancake doesn’t have parts?  I disagree. Actually, the best part of a pancake is when its in my mouth. But Seattle was another part of this Washington place that we got to see yesterday on this Adventure Of A Lifetime. And the persons? They were so happy about getting to go to a market that sold all kinds of vegetables, fruits and flowers. But the sea beans they bought? What. Are. Those.


They got to eat all kinds of food and walk around for a little bit. Sheriff Brickle and I aren’t doing so good with big cities right now, so we got to take the morning off. But don’t worry, we got lots of presents after.

Hello from Pikes Place Market! #seattle #washington #2travelingdogs #campingwithdogs #rvwithdogs #pikesplacemarket

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The persons say that the more we try to complicate life, the more crowded it gets. You forget about the simple things like fresh food and flowers.


You forget about actually living life and not rushing to get from point A to point B and watching the clock.


Oftentimes, people save for, and plan their whole life for the day when they can retire and enjoy these simple things. And there is certainly nothing wrong with that.  But..what about now? What will it take for you to notice today? What will it take for you to see the simple things and not pass them by? When will you learn to live like a dog? Are you watching your dog? Take a lesson. No, don’t pee on that tree. Unless you want to.


Dogs know how to enjoy food…I do for sure. We know how to live simply. We don’t need much to get by. If you actually watch your dog, will you learn?

Oh, we just picked up a few things at the market! #pikesplacemarket #2travelingdogs #seattle #campingwithdogs #rvwithdogs

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As the end of this trip draws near, we have definitely learned a few lessons. We have saw things we will never forget, good and bad. One of the biggest lessons we have learned is that we actually don’t need much to survive. We also learned how wasteful we had been most of lives, throwing away things we could reuse. Now, we are repurposing things to make them new, and how grateful we are to have the basic necessities in life! And we want to show you how we plan to live after this trip. It is going to be very different than before. Because we are different than before.


So the persons have decided that each week, we will be showing you how we plan to live this simpler, happier, healthier and more grateful lifestyle. We call this the…


That may include showing you videos of recipes we are making for dogs, or people or both, or how we repurpose items we find or that have been thrown away into things we can use and enjoy! The videos may include places we go, near or far, how we travel, and how dogs are part of the family in every way.  It may just be videos of things that make us happy or inspire us.  And by sharing, we hope that inspires you.

Pickle juice shot, anyone? #pikesplacemarket #girlperson #2travelingdogs #picklejuice

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Animal rescue will always be a part of our day.  And so each week, even after this trip, we will be highlighting animals from across the country and the people that work so hard to save them!

Above all, we will be showing you how a real family can enjoy life’s simpler but most important things! How you can live like a dog…like us.

I think it is important in life to have something to look forward to. And it is my wish everyday when I wake up that my pancake plate will be full. I have a pancake plate? I actually don’t, but as I was writing, I thought of it. Maybe the persons can find me one at a yard sale or just turn an old tire into one. That should be big enough.

Today, we are back on the road again to a place called Sequim, Washington. We have not seen the ocean in months. And we are so excited about it! We will also be visiting a rescue next week too! Are you ready? Let’s go!

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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This is Deputy Digby Pancake. Well, here we are at another camp in Washington near a place called Seattle! Seattle? What is Seattle?

I am a Deputy. Also a pancake connoisseur. But I am no history buff. Sheriff Brickle is buff. Not. Bahaha!


Although I am not a history buff, I can certainly appreciate culture and good food and Seattle seems to have all of that.

So it seems I am going to like that today as we explore. Girl Person is pretty excited! She isn’t a city girl, not one bit. And we are not city dogs. Not. One. Bit. But sometimes, it is nice to see a lot of people rushing around in a city. Actually, it’s not. Did I say that out loud? But yeah, we are looking forward to Seatlle, I swear. Not actual cuss words, but a law enforcement swear.

As we left the country area yesterday in Silver Creek Washington, we took a few pictures at camp with a tree we had looked at for days and admired. Brickle was real excited to take these pictures too.


We were going to miss it here. We didn’t admire it as much as Brickle admires himself, but you get the point. And as we looked at that tree and planned for the trip ahead, the persons gazed upon its roots. So many roots, so much life. We wondered how many people had roots here in this place. We wondered what their stories were and what made them want to stay here. We wondered who had lived here years ago too. I wondered if they had a special pancake recipe. This Washington place is beautiful.  And it can really make you think.  Even the trees inspire.

We also thought of where we would be planting our roots after this trip is over. And the persons have been searching day and night for somewhere to stay in that Sonoma, California place. Somewhere to park our Big Blue Treat Wagon RV or a tiny house to live in while we fix the RV and plan the rest of our year. But like many things on this trip for the persons, it is taking a lot of work to make things happen. I would help, but I have a sleep and eating quota to do. And the persons are finding it hard to worry because they are enjoying the last few weeks of this trip. At least there will be alot of wine for them when we get there.


Where will we plant our roots? We have no idea yet. But we know we need watered and rest for a little while standing still. Seeing these tree roots help us to remember that we may like to wander and travel, but staying in one place for a bit will help us to grow, to really find out what we want to do next in our lives. And as long as we have each other, and pancakes, I will be happy. But will you stay with us on our life’s journey?

I hope I know the answer to that. And I hope you’ll be coming to Seattle with us today. Are you ready?

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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The Landscape Will Change.

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  I have a confession, and I am usually not the one confessing.  But I don’t know everything.  And every place that we have visited on this Adventure Of A Lifetime has been a teacher. It has either taught us something about ourselves, something about the earth, something about people, or it has taught us that I am still the most handsome dog around. You probably already knew that though.

Last evening, we decided to take a drive to a place in Washington called Mount St. Helens.  I did not know much about it, only that it was a volcano, and that in 1980, which is like a million dog years ago, it erupted.

It is hard to imagine this happened.  Lives were lost, destruction was beyond words, and the area went dark, even at noon. The volcanic ash cloud literally circled the earth.

Now.  If we would have not went on this trip, I might have heard of Mt. St. Helens.  Or watched about it on TV although we don’t have a TV. Not the point. But seeing it in person?  It wasn’t what we pictured, or what we thought.  After almost 40 years, life has started to come back.  But the sleeping volcano is ominous.  Yes, I know that word.  I learned it yesterday too.


As we were marveling at the beauty, and the fallen trees still all along the landscape, we said no words.  But Girl Person was thinking as usual, and I always know what she is thinking. It’s my job.


Just that morning, Girl Person was sad.  She was looking into my eyes and saw some spots…something she called old age spots.  She saw the grey in my fur.  She saw Deputy Digby’s white hair.  And she remarked to Boy Person in a whisper that life wasn’t fair.  She told him that she didn’t want to see us get any older.  She said that she knew we were slower than a year ago, older than a year ago.  And Boy Person said he was noticing too.


Boy Person said that what they could do was make every single day for us enjoyable, to do the things we wanted to do, the things that made us happy.  And I agreed.  But seriously.  George Clooney has always been my competition for Sexiest Man Alive and he is grey.  So what’s the issue here?  At eight years old, both me AND Digby should have already received this title.  Well, I should have. Digby should have won smelliest dog alive.

Mount St. Helens is a place of beauty now, and it was a place of beauty before May 18, 1980.

And by visiting Mount St. Helens, Girl Person said that one thing is for certain.  The landscape today wasn’t the same as it was yesterday.  And the landscape will be different tomorrow.  Time changes many things, including adding a few grey hairs and old age spots.  It also makes me handsomer, but again, not the point.

Girl Person said she would have never thought that nature could teach us so much about our own lives.  Today isn’t the same as yesterday, because hopefully, we learned something.  And will it make our tomorrow count?  If you have a furkid that you love so much, will you realize today is special because you are together?  If you have family with two legs, will you tell them today that they are special?  Will you understand that one day, one minute, one second may change everything?


Things will change.  Change is one of the only things guaranteed in life.  So take today and make it count, learn from yesterday, and make tomorrow great. Love the ones your with, whether they have two legs or four, are old or young.  If you have to rebuild, Mount St. Helens also teaches us that is is possible with new life, new flowers, new beauty.  You may never forget what happened.  You can’t.  You can learn from it and gain appreciation.


Just like the trees at Mount St. Helens that were toppled down, you may feel worn down too.  And I will admit, Digby and I are starting to feel a little older.


But.  With age, comes appreciation.  And some things? Well, like me, they get better with age.  And my landscape today and tomorrow and the next day will be to make it count, to learn from the past and keep on going!

So today fans, we are on our way to Seattle!  Are you with us?  Let’s do this!

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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Different Place, Different Face. Same Story.

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. First and foremost, I know you are honored to be here today. Second, I am honored to be so gorgeous, and you are welcome. If there was ever a state that accentuated my beauty, this is it. Green countrysides that go with my fur, high mountains with snow that bring out my cool side, and orchards and tree farms for miles that make you stop and gasp. At my beauty.


As we have simply slowed down a bit on this trip, we have began to see more around us. We realized the time table we set was something that we needed to throw out the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV door. And so this weekend, the persons decided that we would take some drives and just look around. We didn’t know where we were going, and for goodness sake, you know we haven’t done enough driving on this trip…


As we drove along, the persons saw a sign that said “Yard Sale”. And if you know the persons at all, you know that they love a deal and they love to find treasures. They have never really found a deal though or treasures except for me and Deputy Digby. And I guess we were a deal too as the shelter had marked us half off. But anyway. They decided to stop at the sale and take a gander. I mean, we have so much room for stuff in the RV…


As they looked around, they saw all kinds of stuff I call trash. But the persons have decided that from now on, anything that we bring into our lives, whether that be things we want for the house which we don’t have and can’t afford, or things we need, we will try to be as environmentally friendly as possible.  Which means we will recycle trash.  We will use trash.  Trash. Digby is happy he won’t be the worst smelling thing around.


As they were looking through the trash at the yard sale, I sensed a sadness with Girl Person.  As she looked around the garage and the office at this home, she realized that the man who had lived here was no longer around.  His wife was there, older and weary. And their son was there helping her sell things.  Girl Person told Boy Person that it was like the same story was repeated all over the world.  She said it was the same story with the sadness, but with different names and different faces.  She said how it made her miss her Pappy and that he was just like this man.  He left behind family and friends. Just like this man.  Same story, different place.  And it made Girl Person sad that when you are gone, it amounts to people coming in to your home, taking things that meant something to you and it was like…you were never there.


As a dog, I don’t have stuff.  I don’t have trash.  Yeah, I may have a few toys I like.  But to keep things and try to carry things around and get more things? I see no point in it.  If you are trying to carry stuff, how can you notice the real stuff around you?  Will you leave behind a story of how you made a difference in this world? Or will you just leave behind a bunch of stuff?


Girl Person says that we are 3200 miles from the persons we love.  And the more distance and time that is between us seems to bring back so many memories. Pappy may have left us years ago.  But time and distance doesn’t fade the love.  You can’t run from that.  She also says that in situations like this? Well, she’s got two more bottles of wine.

Sometimes, sadness is good for you because it makes you think.  Seeing this man’s family mourning him and selling his stuff made us miss home and made us miss people.  But it made us realize what we have known in our hearts all along.  And that is we don’t need stuff to be happy.  We need each other.

So as the persons looked around one last time at the yard sale, Boy Person picked up his treasure.  A worn, old light.


A light that probably meant something to the man who was no longer there.  He could have carried it on dark nights at his farm, or lit is up as he sipped wine.  Boy Person knew they didn’t have room in the RV for this light.  But they wanted to show that a man they never knew taught them something. They wanted to light up the rest of our journey with hope, with appreciation and with focus.  Because although we have much to decide in the next few weeks, and much to worry about, we have to remember the important things in our life are not stuff.  We will see each other.  And we hope what we leave behind is not just stuff, but of trying to make a very small difference for animals in the world.  Whatever you choose to make a difference at today, light up your path.

Oh, and one last thing, because I promised.  Girl Person talked about dog friendly fruits on Friday’s LIVE post! The recipe for Washington Apple Pie for dogs is here! 


We are here in Silver Creek Washington until Tuesday, and then we are headed to Seattle and then Sequin before we start heading to Oregon next week!  Are you with us?

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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