Feed The Alligators and You Get Bigger Alligators

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  You know, when you have been cooped up as long as we have these past few weeks because of the rain, you start hearing things.  You start seeing things.  You start imagining things.  You start being hungry.  Actually, if you are me, you never stop being hungry.  And so, if you have to nap the day away, you choose to dream about things that you like.  Pancakes.  Pancakes with syrup.  Eating all the pancakes.  When it is raining, you can dream about anything that you want to, and for as long as you want to.  And it makes me happy.

I’ve heard people say that “the nicest thing about the rain is that it always stops.”  And yes, sometimes it does stop and you have to wake up for dinner.


Now, sometimes, if you are like me, when you wake up, you are a bit groggy.  It takes a minute, or an hour to realize even where I am at first.  So when I looked out of the window after my fifth nap of the day yesterday, I thought I was seeing things.


I am not sure if you can see it.  If you can, you may wonder.  Am I seeing things?  What is that?  I rubbed my eyes a bit more…


Now.  You know that our friend Ollie Gator lives around here.  And we are always on the lookout around the lakes and the creeks and the swamps.  But it never would have been in my wildest dreams of even blueberries and pancakes that we would be camped next door…to…him. This was our neighbor?

I like this campground, I am just going to say that.  But, it is true, sometimes, we get neighbors that are loud.  Or neighbors that throw trash.  Or neighbors that leave their lights on all night.  So this new neighbor?  He wasn’t the worst.  And in fact, this guy was just sitting there.  Being all alligator like.  My only worry?  I would have to share if he came over and asked for a cup of something.  Like flour or whatever.


About the same time as I saw our new neighbor, Boy Person saw him too.  He asked Girl Person if she had looked out the window.  And I wondered…what was the big deal here?  Seriously though, he had his camping pass in the window.  But then Boy Person asked Girl Person if he was real.  Girl Person shrieked, looked a little closer, and they stood there and watched it to see if he was breathing.

They could not decide.  But right about that time, other neighbors who have busted in our RV for the last two days decided to make their presence known too.  The flies.  The family of flies.  We get one out, two come back in.  We get two out, four come in.  And so, the persons got distracted as they always do.  Even with the new neighbor not breathing outside of our door.

And even though I was sleepy, and yes, hungry, I noticed what was happening here.  I wasn’t currently worried about the new neighbor, because he wasn’t that big.  Also, not breathing.  But if the persons kept getting the flies out of here, and our neighbor kept eating the flies, wouldn’t he get bigger?  And then he would be able to move and then come knock on our door and ask for flour which makes my pancakes?  I could not let the all you can eat fly buffet from this Big Blue Treat Wagon RV be open any longer.  Sheriff Brickle and I had to take matters into our own paws and eat all of the flies before our neighbor could.

Now, when you have had the ultimate in culinary delights, you find it hard to go back to the real world of flies.  I don’t like Shoofly Pie.  At all.  And Brickle either. So as bored as we were with the rain and the dreaming, and what was at stake with our new neighbor, we made the executive decision to just go back to sleep.


They say if you feed the alligators, you get bigger alligators.  But also, he was not a real alligator.  Did I really need to tell you this?  And they call Sheriff Brickle the smart one.


For the persons, spending their day chasing out flies, and inviting more in, while trying to decide if an alligator was real or not outside our RV put some stuff into perspective.  We had a bit of a crazy life.  And we wouldn’t change this life for anything.  Maybe there are crazy things in your life too.  Maybe sometimes,  you think that you are the craziest of all.  And you may be right.  But I like that.

Because I can guarantee you will never be as crazy as a person chasing out flies while watching for a fake alligator to breathe.  I guarantee.

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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The Fly.

This is Deputy Digby Pancake. Some days, you wanna be a fly on the wall I heard. Some days, you never want to be a fly on the wall around me and the Sheriff. You just don’t.

Some days, you also don’t want to be the persons trying to get the fly off of the wall in the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV because it is impossible to get said fly. They should have known not to mess with a fly the size of a bird here in Bodega Bay.

It all started yesterday at breakfast when the fly was trying to wreak havoc on the scrambled egg festivities happening. It kept trying to buzz into Girl Person’s ear, it kept diving into Brickle’s head, and he was getting mad. Real mad from his beauty sleep interruption. And you don’t interrupt his beauty sleep.


When a fly tries to steal your scrambled eggs and your beauty sleep, that is unacceptable in Bodega Bay, California on the map where the Big Blue Treat Wagon is. Also, since there was an unfortunately dead bird outside of our window, the persons were afraid the fly was not clean, and well, no one wants dead bird shenanigans in a RV. Especially not in Bodega Bay.  First of all, you don’t mess with birds in Bodega Bay, dead or alive. And apparently, you shouldn’t mess with flies the size of birds in Bodega Bay either.

It occurred to me that perhaps this fly was dangerous after seeing the commotion, and I began to freak out at the thought. So when I would hear the buzzing, I would try to run away and there are not many places to hide in a RV, in case you didn’t know. In the process of the fly hunting, I proceeded to knock over a chair, a stool, a purse full of too much stuff, and in the process, the persons were getting more irritated at this crazy fly.  Their idea of trying to catch this fly in a nice manner was getting old.  Except if you are Boy Person and you are determined not to kill said fly.

So as Boy Person got his bug cup he keeps on the dash, Girl Person opened the door, Boy Person managed to finally catch the fly in the cup and you guessed it.  The fly slipped out between his fingers.  All of this was enough to send Sheriff Brickle into arrest mode, so he started growling at me for knocking over the chair, and that is when Boy Person finally had had it.  He got the fly again, ran towards the door, and you guessed it.  He tripped over the chair, Girl Person tried to get the door open again real fast, and you guessed it again.  Not only did the fly fall out of the door, but Boy Person did too.  This fly monster?  He was gone.  And also Boy Person’s dignity.

Have you ever been so crazy that you know you are crazy and you simply don’t care? Welcome to our world.  Most people would think that the persons were crazy for not trying to kill a fly and going to this much trouble.  But they believe all life matters and that fly only probably had a few days to live. And well? It didn’t deserve to be ate by Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.

You see, life is made up of more than what we think it is.  There are things around us that  make up our day…little things and big things.  There are things that make the world and the earth function, and big or small like the fly, they all play a part.  How is it our place to think that we are more important?  I get that, even though I was not thrilled with the morning’s shenanigans.  At the end, even though it was a little more work, we all lived to tell about it.  Even the fly.

So think about what is around you today and thank it.  Even that little fly that irritates you.  Because he in fact helps your world to go round.

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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