The Five Stages Of Dog Parent Guilt

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. You know, I am all about the arresting.  That is the name of the game for me, and I play it well if I do say so myself.  And sometimes?  Well, you persons deserve to be arrested. Especially when you leave us…for five minutes, for ten minutes or forbid an hour or two.  Seriously though.  Why do you do it when you know that you are going to feel guilty about it?


Everybody needs a little time away
I heard her say
From each other
Even lovers need a holiday
Far away
From each other

Saying you’re sorry?  Not about to hear it.

I have been going thru this routine for years now.  Girl Person says that it is just as hard for her to leave us to go to the grocery store as it is for us to wait for her.

Hold me now
It’s hard for me to say I’m sorry
I just want you to stay
After all that we’ve been through
I will make it up to you
I promise to
And after all that’s been said and done
You’re just the part of me I can’t let go



Even when she leaves us with Boy Person, she goes thru turmoil.  I have labeled them the five stages of her dog parent guilt.  Why did I label them?  I had nothing to do for an hour and a half.

  1. First of all, she thinks about going to the store.  She sees that we all need food, but then she goes back and forth in her mind.  Does she really need food, or can we last one more day? Can she put it off?  Really though.  Why.  Food.  Why.

2.  After she decides that she can’t put off going to the store, she tries not to let us see that she is preparing to go to the store.  She tries not to let us see her face so that we can’t hear what she is thinking.  Then, she tries to quietly brush her hair and get ready.  Why.

3.  After she tries to sneak her purse by the door to go and tries not to let us hear the keys, she stands there for a moment.  Should she tell us goodbye or should she slip out?  If she slips out, will we be traumatized?  If she says goodbye, is that harder?  Why.

4.  After she decides that there is no option but to leave us to go to the store, she calculates in her mind how long we will be left alone, and if we can handle it.  Or if she can handle it.  Half an hour to drive to the store, an hour at the store, another half hour drive back home.  What if there is traffic?  How much time wiggle room does she have to be gone before she starts to panic that we have been left too long?

Couldn’t stand to kept away (baby, I can’t live without you, not even day)

Wouldn’t want to be swept away

Far away from the one that I love

5.  On her ride home, she starts to wonder if we still love her.  Was she gone too long?  Should she put the groceries up before she takes us for a walk?  Should she give us our treats she bought us as a peace offering now or later?  Always now.

After all that we’ve been through

I will make it up to you, I promise you
And after all that’s been said and done
You’re just a part of me I can’t let go

After all of these stages of dog parent guilt, the obvious question is why do you go in the first place?  What are our stages of guilt?  Sleep.  Waiting.  Sleep.  Waiting.  Sleep.  And do we know how long you are gone? Well, I don’t mean to add to your guilt, but I think when persons say we can’t tell time, that they are trying to make themselves feel better about their guilt.


The fact is persons, we love you and we miss you.  We want you to miss us too.  Because we both need each other.  Should you feel guilty about leaving?  Yes.  And if Girl Person leaves us again with Boy Persons, she.  Is.  Arrested.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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You Need To Bring Me A Pizza

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  Illinois looks good on me, doesn’t it?  But listen. I have been here for five days now. And I have waited long enough.  All of my seven years of life I have heard about your pizza.  And I have never had it.  Deep dish, Chicago pizza.  And I think that you need to bring me one. I am in Illinois and there is no excuse. None whatsoever. Girl Person should be reading this because she is typing this, but listen up Girl Person.  I. Need. Pizza. Or. You. Are. Arrested.

Yes, I have had New York pizza.  I am a traveled dog.  But somehow, I think that Chicago deep dish pizza may suit me better.  For my personality.  I am deep.  Very deep.  So deep that you cannot estimate how deep I am, which in itself is a deep statement.  It is never-ending my deepness.  And if you can take a pizza that is deep and feed it (by hand of course) to a deep dog, you have pure delight.  Like the deep thoughts of my soul that is powered by my corn dog tail.  You know, when you see a word over and over like deep, doesn’t it start to look strange?  That’s deep.

Deputy Digby gets excited over any food of course.  He prefers a pancake to just about anything, but even I have a suggestion for him on this.  What if you took a pancake and used it as as the crust for a deep dish pizza?  Mind. Blown.  Maybe that should be a new thing in Illinois.  We could make the 2 Traveling Dogs Pancake Pizza famous I tell you!  Seriously.  You need to bring me a pizza.

I really work up an appetite being me.  It is exhausting all of the new people and things I can arrest every week being in a new state.  Plus, no one knows right away I am Sheriff, only good looking, and it is hard to look past my good looks.  Almost near impossible.  Every state I think that I can’t get better looking, and then I do.  It’s just deep how handsome and wonderful I am.

So Girl Person tells me that on Sunday night, she is going to make me and Deputy Digby our own pizza and she is going to show everyone on that Facebook page thing how to do it.  To thank Illinois for a great week. So, I have been instructed to tell you to tune in to our page on Sunday at 4:30 CST.  And maybe, just maybe, you can make your dog a Chicago deep dish pizza too.  I sure have loved this Illinois place this week, and we can’t wait to see more of it this weekend!  Seriously though.  You need to bring me a pizza.  I don’t know if I can wait till Sunday.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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