Some Days You Lose A Red Parrot-Part Two

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  I know that you have been on the edge of your seat since yesterday’s blog.  Well, probably not, but I am still here to tell you today about what happened to the red parrot.  Because, well, it’s not everyday that you walk around the campground squawking like a crazy person and walking around with your arms out waiting for a red parrot to land on you.  Yep.  Girl Person was determined that this man get his pet parrot back.  Even if she had to squawk. Even if she had to walk around in one of Boy Person’s sweatshirts freezing to death.  Has anyone told Washington that it is July? Oh, and even if she had to hold a nectarine out yelling for Scarlet to fly down from her freedom.

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You see, at first observation, you would observe that trying to find someone’s pet parrot in a forest of trees would be impossible.  And that observation would be a correct one.  In fact, the Parrot Parent Man Person had been trying for hours.  About five hours in fact. I was thinking.  Could she have flown to the lavender fields?


Could she have flown to the bay?


Could she have flown to Canada?


No, she was hiding out at our camp.  Right by the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV. Scarlet had decided that she wanted to go visit some feathered friends in the trees at our campground.  And the Parrot Parent Man Person kept calling her.  Kept squawking.   This was definitely not something you hear or see everyday.

If you have ever lost a red parrot, you might wonder how you got yourself in that situation to begin with.  And we don’t know the full story behind why Scarlet got out or how…because actually, this Parrot Parent Man Person was too distraught to answer questions.  We were also afraid to ask, truth be told.  Could he talk and not squawk? But after hearing the red parrot in the trees, Girl Person knew she had to do something.  So as the Parrot Parent Man Person took a break from his searching and squawking, Girl Person decided to take over.  She rallied the other campers, got under the trees, and started squawking.  She started offering fruit.  She started talking to Scarlet.  And everyone thought she was crazy as a bed bug.  Well, she was.  And she simply didn’t care.

Sometimes, you don’t care how crazy you look.  Good thing, because our family looks crazy every dern day.  But this had to take the cake.  Or the pancake.  And as Girl Person waited, and squawked some more, she realized that the Parrot Parent Man Person was nowhere to be found.  What was she going to do if she got the red parrot?  No time to think.  The other campers decided to pitch in too.  And well, then everyone looked crazy and that’s just better.

It was just about this time that Girl Person realized she was the Parrot Whisperer.  As Scarlet surveyed all the crazy people squawking and yelling her name, after over five hours, she decided that she was hungry and missed her Parrot Parent Man Person.  And as the little campers ran off to find him because he sadly had given up, the unthinkable happened.

And that was that.  As Girl Person got bit by Scarlet, she thought to herself that perhaps she did not want to be Parrot Whisperer. She decided that parrot rescue should probably be left to the professionals, and that she would probably just stick to visiting shelters.

But as the Parrot Parent Man Person walked up, and Girl Person saw his face, she knew all the squawking and crazy antics were worth it.


I say it was worth the time Sheriff Brickle and I spent watching all of this. To see persons acting like fools, trying to help an animal and a person at the same time was pretty cool.  And at the end of the day, Scarlet kissed her Parrot Parent Man Person and he asked her if she had fun.  And we can say that she probably did.


Scarlet? You put everyone thru a lot.

You may wonder…why are we still here in Washington and we haven’t left yet as we were supposed to today?  Well, we finally got our rescue pick for Washington, and we will be visiting with them this weekend! We know it has taken us a little extra time, but the persons have been tired, and we have been too.  We are slower, but happier, and will be leaving Washington on the way to Oregon on Monday.  Until then, make sure to give a “like” for our ONE Washington picked rescue to highlight all next week, WAG, Welfare For Animals Guild!


We hope that you will stay with us for just a few more days in this Washington place!

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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Some Days You Lose A Red Parrot-Part One

This is Deputy Digby Pancake. Some days are well, some days. And no matter how hard you try, you realize that you would have been better off just staying in bed like you wanted to anyways. Or some days you lose a red parrot. And either way, both aren’t good.

Yesterday was one of my least favorite days of the year. General mayhem occurring everywhere, loud noises, people throwing exploding things, and it takes me back to a time I never want to think about again when I was a hunting dog. And I get scared, and I can’t move, no matter how hard I try. It hurts the persons when I get so scared, and so they try to do everything they can to cheer me up. They even tried to take me and the Sheriff to a shin dig.

And although it was fun for a little while, I started hearing those noises again. And I just wanted to go to bed. So I did.


Now, when I go to bed and something exciting happens, I get upset. But nothing exciting ever happens around here, so I don’t get upset. But some man losing a red parrot and making crazy noises to add to the fireworks noises was not something that happens everyday. Nope, sure doesn’t.  Fiddlers and fireworks and parrots. I suppose that you could consider that exciting. Obviously, after hours and hours of this man person trying to call his red parrot, the red parrot decided he didn’t want to come down from wherever he was. Some days you have a red parrot, and some days you lose a red parrot.

If we didn’t know better, we would think everyone in this Washington place has pet birds. Birds that even wait outside the bathroom in the National Park. I don’t know. I just don’t know. Some things you just can’t explain. And so you don’t even try.


A common excuse we have been using lately is that “we don’t live here. We don’t know.” And it seems to work pretty good. But I would like to know if the people that live here in this Washington place know where the red parrot is and how that man got his bird to wait outside the bathroom, and also why a bird would not be allowed inside a bathroom.

The point of my story is this. Yesterday? It just wasn’t a good day. I am not going to sugar coat it with maple syrup or even a plate of pancakes. Some days, no matter how hard you try, things just don’t work out. And I am glad it is over, and I certainly hope that today there are no loud noises, no one loses a red parrot, and that we can start over. Girl Person is suggesting that we go to a lavender farm today to see how it can relax us dogs and even persons. I think she is even going to do a live video on our Facebook page today.


The bad days make you appreciate the good. Run away red parrots make you appreciate obedient ones. So yesterday? I will see you again next year. I made it thru another year.


But you may be wondering.  What. Happened. To. The. Parrot.


Let’s just say, he made an appearance in a big way.  To Be Continued Tomorrow…

-Deputy Digby Pancake


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