Shoo-Flea Pie

This is Deputy Digby Pancake. Welcome to this Pennsylvania place! It’s going to be a week of being out in the country and enjoying the moment! It’s also going to be a week of eating. You can never leave that out. Especially when you are in this Pennsylvania place.

I heard about something called a Shoo-Fly Pie that persons love here. I know desserts. Why was I unaware of this?

I don’t like flies. I don’t like sky raisins, as Sheriff Brickle calls them.

But in my opinion, since we’ve had so many fleas lately, I thought a more appropriate pie version would be a Shoo-Flea pie. Because these fleas have definitely been getting shooed and booted out of here.

Girl Person said that the best way to get to know a place is by what persons eat. But. There is no harm in putting your own spin on things. Tradition is great. But making something your own feels pretty good too.

So Girl Person said since we were resting yesterday, she would help us all recover from our travel hangover and make us some Shoo-Flea pie while we took a break in the sunshiney.

I thought it was wonderful. But the fleas? Not so much. Who needs flea spray when you have Shoo-Flea pie?

I’m not sure that the pie was my favorite. But I’m not sure that it wasn’t. So I’ll have to try again.

But perhaps next time, I’ll refuse the company of fleas with my pie.

We are happy to be in the Pennsylvania place until Monday! There is so much to see and enjoy. We hope you’ll come with us as we learn.

Every place has someone from there. Every place has its own history and recipes and traditions. It’s good to respect traditions and hold them in our hearts. But never think that you can’t enjoy something your own way. Your own speed. You don’t always have to do what is expected of you. Don’t let others map out your life.

Because appreciation comes from what is meaningful to us. Find out how to make life delicious with your individual taste! But no. I didn’t save you a piece of pie. You’ll have to find your own.

Deputy Digby Pancake

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Goodbye To You And You And You. And You. You Too.

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. Yesterday, we left that Virginia place. It’s been some of the best fun we have had in so long! We went on so many hikes and looked up at so many mountains. We had so much good weather and sunshiney and so much green grass.

But as in every place and every state we visit, some residents just aren’t so welcoming. Some residents are overbearing. Some residents are all for themselves. So to them, we bid goodbye. To you. And you. And you. And a million fleas on top of that. Bye. Bye.

Literally. Fleas! As much as that Virginia loved us and we loved it, we didn’t love two baths a day. Essential oils I can leave for another day which I hope I never meet, and having our sheets and towels washed every day. Girl Person says when you don’t use chemicals it is hard. But we want to be around for as long as we can. Even if it’s more work. The problem is, getting rid of things like fleas would seem to be right. But are there any good points to fleas? I wondered. And Girl Person told me yes. As usual, her explanations were riveting.

Fleas help decompose nonliving things. They also enrich the soil.

You see, every bug and animal in nature has a purpose. We have to have love. Even for fleas.

But things become out of balance. It’s a fight to live in harmony with things out of balance. So we do our best to show respect while keeping healthy. It’s hard. Real hard.

The biggest problem is when persons think everything is about them. It’s not. Just because a flea does things you don’t want it to, in a balanced earth, it would serve its purpose. We have to recognize that. Give value to that. When one bug or animal disappears entirely, it makes other problems.

The fleas made me think of persons making their lives better. They try to be better but maybe they associate with others who don’t support them being better or their best. It doesn’t mean they are bad persons. Just maybe not good for them. So sometimes it is time to move on like we did yesterday.

It’s was fun Virginia. But no need for a postcard or a fleacard. We will keep you in our memory. That’s the best place for now.

Oh. And before I forget.

You. Are. All. Arrested.

Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle