Don’t Be Jelly. We Made $23 In The Rain.

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  Some days you wake up and think, well, uh oh.  You know that kind of day? Where you just feel something is a little off? Yeah, so that was yesterday.  We thought that we were on our way to that Virginia place.  But the day had other plans. And our back up plans needed plans of their own.


As we were about to pull out of our campsite, the Big Blue Treat Wagon grumbled when the key was turned. And then? Well, Boy Person tried again.  The RV tried again.  Grumble.  Little grumble. Boy Person kept trying.  It kept trying.  But the last time? Not even a grumble as loud as the Deputy’s stomach at 5:55 p.m. before dinner.  Nothin.  Nothin at all. And we were stuck.

Now, they say when it rains it pours.  And as the deadline to check out of our campsite loomed over us, the skies above turned gray.

It was time.  Time to admit that whatever the problem was could not be solved quickly.


And as we went inside, Girl Person called up the next campsite to cancel it for the day.  Then she went to pay for another night here in New Bern, North Carolina.  And after that was all said and done?  Well, we came out with an extra $23 for our trouble.  And I thought, hey.  You know, $23 is nothing to be scoffed about.  $23 for a whole morning and afternoon of drama and trauma in the rain seemed like it could have been worth a little more than that.  And we still had a problem.  A very. Big. Problem.  But it wasn’t so bad.  Because I had Jelly.  We all had Jelly.


Yes, I named her Jelly. Peanut butter and Jelly.  Goes good together, doesn’t it?

You see, Jelly was getting her first taste of life on the road.  And it wasn’t a good one.  I didn’t want her to be too scared and nervous about traveling.  So I tried to explain to her that this happens sometimes, and that even on a day like this, there were a few things to be thankful for.  Even when Boy Person kept trying to fix the RV and it would not budge and we were standing in the woods crying with Girl Person.

You see, we may not have made it out of our campsite.  But that was a good thing.  Because if we would have, we may have broken down on the side of the road.  And if we would have broken down, we could have been stuck there. And it was better to be stuck here in an almost empty campground in campsite #5 with an extra $23.


I tried to explain to Jelly that as time goes on, we are realizing how much it counts.  Every minute, every hour, every second wasted being upset is just not acceptable.  Sometimes, things happen to make us realize that it is time to regroup.  Time to make changes if we have to.  And when you have others around to support you, the travel to those changes thru learning lessons can make the next minute, the next hours better.


And as Boy Person banged on stuff and tried to talk to the Big Blue Treat Wagon and get her to start, the clock was ticking. It was looking like maybe the next day we were going to earn another $23 again.  And that’s when we heard it thru the woods.  The sound.  The roar.  The Big Blue Treat Wagon sounding like herself again.  No grumble this time.  And it was like I was hearing that roar for the first time. And then I realized.  This was the first time Jelly had heard it.  And that was pretty special too.

Because as bad as our day had seemed, to see Jelly’s face light up (yes, it did), was worth all the trouble.  Our day had not been wasted.  No.  There were lessons learned and tears cried.  But through it all, when the day was done, we knew that the next day had it’s own possibilities to be better.  We can hope.


So even on a day when all seems lost, see what you have gained.  And if it’s $23?  Buy some nice bread for a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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The First Impression

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  Oh, the art of a first impression.  Seeing me everyday is pretty much always like a first impression.  Because at first, you think, wow, I have not ever been privileged to see a dog that handsome.  Then you realize that maybe you have met me before.  But then seeing me again is like the first time.  I get it.  I sympathize with that.

But as great as a first impression I give, Deputy Digby may need to work on his a bit.


As you know, every day is Hump Day to Digby.  No matter where we are, what we are doing or how much he embarrasses the persons.  Not my monkey. Not my circus.  Don’t go to the circus by the way.  But.  That’s another story.  As we were walking on the beach last night, finally without any rain, we saw many shells.  Many beautiful shells washed up from the big storms.  We even got to meet some crabs and say hello.


But as were walking, out of nowhere, we saw a bubble on the sand.  A kind of balloon looking creature I suppose that you could say.  And Girl Person thought that it was fake.  How could something be this beautiful?  She had been in this Florida place for a very long time.  And this was a first time for her seeing such a sight.


Have you ever looked at something so gorgeous that it doesn’t seem real?  Obviously, the answer is yes.


So, as Girl Person always does, she thinks that something needs her help.  Here this beautiful creature was, who Girl Person thought was a jellyfish, that she decided needed rescuing.  Trying to keep Digby and I away from it wasn’t an easy task as she found a stick, waded into the ocean, and guided it back in.  But folks?  This was not a jellyfish. This creature’s name was Man O’ War.  That is not a jellyfish.

Now.  I am all about learning.  I am all about beauty.  I am all about learning how beautiful I am.


But this was a new one to all of us.  After watching the news that evening, and telling Boy Person about a beautiful jellyfish, it became apparent that the jellyfish was actually a Man O’ War that had been washed up from the big storm.  Also, we learned that he could sting you for even three weeks after being beached.  Also, we learned that we still would have done the same thing to help him.

You may wonder why anyone would try and help a creature that could harm them.  You may wonder if in fact it is worth the trouble.  Worth your time.  But what if someone felt the same way about you?  What if you needed help some day?  What if others had to put themselves out to help you, or stop in traffic? What if no one cared, but just walked by?  Have you ever been in that situation?  Did you ever feel like a Man O’ War beached on the ocean’s sand?

Because everything plays a role in how our earth and our world functions, nothing is less important just because it can be harmful to something else.  But we have to respect it.  They are just trying to survive, as we all are.

The ocean and the water and the sand have a way of making you reflect on life, and how much each life means.  You see, when it comes down to it, who is scarier?  A Man O’ War or persons ruining the earth?  Who of us is in too much of a hurry to stop and help a crab get back into the waves?  Who of us is in too much of a hurry to help a Man O’ War?  Who of us is in too much of a hurry to look at me?  Slow down.

You see, the first impression of this beautiful creature on the ocean made us stop.  It made us appreciate.  Let your first impression to something that needs your help be the most important impression that you can give.  Otherwise, one day we will miss the creatures we are scared of when their beauty is gone.  And we don’t want that to ever happen.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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