Gerry The GirHALF

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  Some days you don’t feel whole.  Like when you only get half a stack of pancakes.  Or half the bottle of maple syrup.  Or when you are half a giraffe.  Meet Gerry The GirHALF.


I found Gerry The GirHALF on the beach the other day.  There he was, just laying in the sand with half a face and one of his legs was half sized too.  I was pretty much barkless.  But I knew that I couldn’t just leave him there.  There was still just enough room in this Big Blue Treat Wagon RV for another friend.  Especially one in Gerry’s condition.

Girl Person put him in her backpack and we brought him home  Boy Person said he didn’t really want to be sad for a GirHALF but he was.  He said that he could live here too.  But we already knew that he could.  After all, Jax, Sharkee and all the others were waiting for him.  The more to pawty with, the bigger the pawty!


We didn’t really have to think very hard about his name, because all of you helped us.  Gerry the GirHALF was official.  Sheriff Brickle was real excited about it.


But it wasn’t this Gerry…he spells it Jerry. Because he isn’t a giraffe. He’s a singer.

Or this Gerry who spells it Jerry. He also is not a giraffe. He’s a comedian.

Or this Jerry.  He makes ice cream.  I like ice cream.  But he doesn’t spell it like Gerry.

No, you see, Gerry the GirHALF was indeed a special giraffe.  We may never know his story.  Or, he may choose to tell us one day why he is so different.  But when others come into our lives that may be different, it is up to us to appreciate them for what they are and recognize their beauty.  Sometimes, it is hard for them to see.  And we have to help them.

But maybe, just maybe, that someone who needs to be reminded of special beauty is ourself.  Do you ever feel like you are half of what you used to be? Then give yourself a full day of fun.  A full day for you.  And that’s what we decided to do with Gerry The GirHALF. Because he didn’t know how truly amazing he was!

So we started the day by taking him hiking with us!


Then we sat in the shade and talked about his home of Africa.


Then we watched the birds fly from underneath the trees.  I can only imagine he had eaten from a few trees in his lifetime!


As good as this was, I told him about how we would go home, have breakfast and then lay in the sunshiney!  He was really happy about that.  At least, I imagined he was smiling.


I can only think that we will be getting to know Gerry The GirHALF over time.

We all have a story.  

Some wounds are seen from the outside.  Some we hide very well.  Some make us better for it.  Some we have to try and forget.  But whatever makes you feel whole, give yourself a day.  A full day to remember it. Not half.

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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The Tight Spot

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  Tight spots.  We all have them.  Tight spots.  Where we feel like we don’t fit in, or we can’t fit in.  Sometimes, it is worth a try, though.  Like this week when we had to move two campsites over. Yes, I said two campsites over. Might as well have been two states over the way we felt.

Some things aren’t worth the effort. But often, we have no choice in the matter. And so we packed everything up.  Moved everything around.  Carried it down the road, yeah, a few feet, and there it was.


All our junk waiting for the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV to pull in.


Except this spot was a skinny one. Almost as skinny as my butt. But not quite.


It was a stressful situation. But not for Boy Person.  He surveyed the tree situation. The limb situation. The mud situation.  Seemed kinda crazy to move from our favorite site and the Scarlet Pimpernel red bird.  But Girl Person said that people book their favorite campsites a year in advance. What do I think about that?  I think everyone should know that my favorite site is not available anytime.  It should have a reserved sign up.  It should have a no parking sign up.  Shouldn’t law enforcement be able to secure a parameter? Give me my police tape.

But after just a few tensefull moments, the Big Blue Treat Wagon was parked again.  In this spot, which we have to stay in for three weeks.  Three weeks until we can get back to my spot.  And if you are staying there?  Be warned.  My face don’t lie.


Seems like some days are just a lot of effort and we don’t get very far.  Seems like overthinking, and doubts and well, tiredness can sometimes get the best of us.  But more often than not, trying is what counts.  If we run into a tree, so be it.  At least we tried to fit into that tight spot.  At least we make the effort.  And yes, we may be exhausted.


Persons tell you that if you work hard enough, all of your dreams can come true.  I don’t know about that.  Because sometimes, circumstances beyond our control tell us how far we can go.  It’s if we know that we did our best that we can get to the best place of all.  Happiness with ourself.  That’s a tight spot.  Not many can squeeze in.  Not many will try. But when you get there, you’ll know.

So pack it up and move it out.  There’s a spot reserved for you.  Just not mine.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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