You Say It’s Urgent

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  You know that I am the Sheriff around these parts and all parts.  But apparently, I am also a medic. Why?  A Sheriff has to perform many jobs as needed.  And what was needed around here for the past week? A dern ambulance, y’all.

Urgent, urgent, emergency

Yes, an ambulance.  You see, well, when your Boy Person gets frostbite on his nose…real bad frostbite on his nose…you need an ambulance.

Got fire in your veins
Burnin’ hot but you don’t feel the pain
Your desire is insane
You can’t stop until you do it again

And then.  When your Girl Person takes you outside at night and falls into a bbq grill, knocking herself out and her shoes off in two different directions…you need an ambulance.

You’re not shy, you get around
You wanna fly, don’t want your feet on the ground
You stay up, you won’t come down
You wanna live, you wanna move to the sound

No, you don’t need an RV. Obviously.

The way things go around here is never boring.  And when we think about all of the twists and turns since we left for this adventure in May 2016, wow.  It had a lot of twists.  And turns.  Yet, when we remember the twists and turns, we remember them with a laugh, not a cry.  So maybe in a few weeks, we can laugh about this too.  We actually think, even despite all of the RV’s problems and the Jeep’s problems that they did pretty good to go to 48 states and 48 rescues and more.  But yep.  They are pretty much done now.  We get it.  Cause we are tired too.

You’re not warm or sentimental
You’re so extreme, you can be so temperamental

But even with all of things happening around us and to us the past two weeks, the persons tried to remain positive.  You see, Girl Person, as she was looking at us laying in the sunshiney, she told Boy Person that her every day goal was that we were happy no matter what was happening around us.

And I appreciate that about Girl Person.  But what she doesn’t know is that a Sheriff always knows what it is going on.  Even if she is trying to hide it from me.

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For a dog, there is never anything so urgent, unless it is dinner.  I am thinking that the past few weeks were meant to teach us something.  What would that be?  Apparently, I have to tell you.  When you think that you only have one way to be happy, you are wrong.  For us, we have been so focused on finding a house that we forgot a few things.  We forgot we had our health.  We forgot that we had a house…even if it was on wheels.  We forgot how important a car was, even if it didn’t look the best, or if it was clean enough.  And then, well, when those things are pretty much close to be taken away?  You realize that your urgent situation of finding a house was not so important.  Or urgent.

You say it’s urgent
Make it fast, make it urgent
Do it quick, do it urgent
Gotta rush, make it urgent
Want it quick

Things don’t always happen on the timetables we want.  Sometimes, things happen to us that are not so good.  I am totally saying that Boy Person’s nose and his pain are not so good.  Girl Person’s swollen foot and legs? Not good.  But those are just a few things.  The good things outweigh the bad.  Just like this trip.  The good outweighed the bad.  The people we met that were good? They were more than the bad.  And we still have a lot to do…together.

Yeah, there’s one thing in common that we both share
That’s a need for for each other anytime, anywhere

This is just the start of a new adventure.  We don’t know what it will bring for us. We may find house in this Florida place.  We may not.  We may keep traveling.  We may not.  As a medic this week in addition to being a Sheriff, my job was to remedy the ailing spirits in this Big Blue Treat Wagon RV.  It is hard not to get depressed when you feel bad and you are nervous.  But this is exciting.  Not as exciting as a plate of warm peanut butter cookies, but exciting.  Not as exciting as my good looks, but exciting.

So, stay with us.  This blog isn’t going anywhere. How could it?  We need your help in deciding our next step and adventures.  So don’t go anywhere.  Or you know what will happen.  You. Are. Arrested.

Today, we are staying one more day in this area of Florida to have the persons rest.  But tomorrow, we start our last trip for a bit to Jacksonville, Florida.  Nervous?  A bit.  This Big Blue Treat Wagon RV may have other plans.  But since I am a medic, I will just turn on the sirens and go! Tomorrow, let’s hope the RV has one last hurrah…

Urgent, urgent, emergency
Urgent, urgent, emergency
Urgent, urgent, emergency
Urgent, urgent, emergency
So urgent, emergency
Emer emer emer
It’s urgent

Let’s do this!

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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