This Week Is Arrested. Twice.

This is Sheriff Peanut Brickle. First of all, welcome to Washington. Second of all, can we go to bed now?


Deputy Digby has never needed an excuse to sleep, but he definitely doesn’t need one now. This week, we went through Montana. Idaho. Washington. We went thru rain. Sleet. Snow. And more rain. And more rain. And more rain.  And I wish I could say it was a good week.  But it definitely could have used improvement. And it definitely.  Is. Arrested.  Twice.

One time in a week of breaking down is enough.


And like Gandpa always said, I was about to “break bad” on everyone after the first one.  But then yesterday, when we had yet another long drive ahead of us, the Big Blue Treat Wagon decided to let us know he was not liking the bad diesel gas apparently we got in Montana.  And as we started up a hill, the RV stopped.  We tried to start it again.  It stopped.  It sputtered. There was no where to pull over, and there we were.  Stuck in the middle of the road in a Big Blue Treat Wagon RV and yellow Jeep.  Did I mention the night before that the Jeep was smoking? I’ll save that story for another rainy day.

If you have ever been in the middle of nowhere,  you don’t need me to give you directions.  Your cell phone won’t work.  All you see is miles of hills or mountains and just, well, nothing.  And it can seem overwhelming, you know, being stuck in the middle of the road waiting for someone to plow into you.  And you want to scream and cry and throw a towel in.  But no one would see you do it anyway.

So as the persons tried to calmly yet quickly decide what to do, Girl Person put on emergency mode.  Get water for dogs.  Get food for dogs.  Get treats for dogs.  Get poop bags, get purse and get us out of this death trap.  We tried not to fall out into the pea fields down yet another ditch and got in the Jeep.  Boy Person had to stay with the RV.  I would have liked to push it into the peas.

Since their phones wouldn’t work, Girl Person had no idea where to go to get fuel filters again.  So she drove.  And looked.  And she decided that the only house out there wouldn’t have them, or may have a serial killer there.  She turned around, and all of a sudden she saw it. A town. A little town with auto parts.  And we were going to be ok.

I am shortening this story due to it being boring and due to me being tired.  But let’s just say that after a few hours of being stranded, we loaded up again in the RV and hoped.  We hoped that it wouldn’t happen again and that our four hour drive would be safe.  We called a RV park, they said they had a space and we kept going.

As we started out again hungry and tired, it started raining more and more and more.  And we wondered if we could do this.  And it wasn’t easy. And we were scared. And we were tired.  And I have to tell you the truth. We feel pretty defeated.

But as we neared our destination in Washington wine country, we felt a boost of energy. Actually, the persons did.

I was just irritable and Digby was still sleeping.  We need today to rest.  That is an order by me, the Sheriff.  This trip has taken us longer than expected, and yes, it was harder than expected. It was harder on the persons, us, and the cars. Can we finish the remaining three states and rescues?  We think we can, but only if the RV and Jeep cooperate a little with us!  So, we ask you to send some good thoughts our way, and let’s see what a day of rest can do.  I will rest as soon as I write my arrest reports.  To get arrested twice in one week is a record, Big Blue Treat Wagon RV.

Washington? We have been looking forward to meeting you and your wine!  We know you will renew our strength.  We can feel it.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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