Turn Your Love Around, Scarlet Pimpernel

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  They say you can’t go home again.  I have heard that.  I have said that.  There is not too many things that I haven’t said in these blogs the last eight years.  But one thing is for sure…wherever home is, you can go there.  But there may be someone else that calls it home too.  And they may have never left.  And well, they may think that they own the place.


Here we are, parked back at site 166 in Jacksonville, Florida.  And there he is.  He never left site 166.  He wondered why we were gone for six months.  And he is making up for lost time.  Scarlet Pimpernel?  When we pulled in and you made your presence known, there was never a time I was glad to see an old friend so much.

But day after day, and morning after morning, well, you made it your goal to tell us that this was your house.  Site 166.


You punch a time clock at 7 a.m.  Rain, sunshiney or wind doesn’t dictate your persistence.  You love yourself.  You love your reflection.  But obviously, you think that there isn’t room in this site for everyone. At least you go to sleep at night…

Let me preface the following by saying that you are a good-looking bird.  I am a very good looking dog.

And you would think that site 166 would not have room for all this handsome.  In fact, it barely has room for the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV.  But perhaps you should look at this situation a little bit different.  Your love is apparent.  But Scarlet Pimpernel? It is time to turn your love around.

We have agonized over the situation.  Are you enjoying yourself by attacking the RV? Do you have fun chasing away other birds from your lady friend?  Are you happy we are here so that it give you something to do?  Does our presence make you feel even better about yourself, your beauty and your mysterious ways?

After almost two weeks now of trying to figure out this mystery, we have come to a conclusion.  This is the way it is.  You are you.  This is the way you want it.  And we are happy to be a part of what you consider family.  Sure, family can irritate you sometimes, but you are always glad they are there.  And the truth is, now, you are family.  Nothing you do will change my love for you, just like nothing you can do will change the love you have for yourself.

Many would not believe that a red bird like the Scarlet Pimpernel would remember us.  Many would not believe that month after month, he would wait for us in site 166.  Many would not believe that Digby and I accept his presence and don’t even bark at him because we know he belongs here.  But it is true.


Sometimes, it’s the moment that persons recognize that all animals are individuals that gives them the most pause in life.


If that is true, and each animal matters, it gives you more responsibility to take account of your actions.  We are sorry to break the news to you if you have been trying to ignore the obvious.  The Scarlet Pimpernel is here to tell you that he has personality.  He has a love for life.  And he has a love for attacking the RV.  He refuses to turn that love around.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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When You Go Coconuts

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  I can be blamed for a lot of things around here.  The mystery smell.  The mystery mud on the wall.  Waking everyone up in the middle of the night for a long tall drink of water.  But never.  Never have I made anyone go coconuts.  Yet.

Girl Person likes to cook.  You know that.  You may also know that she likes vegetables.  They eat a lot of vegetables.  It’s not often that it gets cold in this Florida place.  So when it does, the persons like to make soup.  And Girl Person made some soup.  She called it butternut squash soup.


But it had no butter. It had coconut milk though.  And lots of it.  It took her a long time to make.  She had to roast the vegetables and put stuff in a blender and stir it a lot.


And she was real proud of it.  She made some bread and her and Boy Person were real excited about the butternut squash soup with no butter. Just fake butter made from cashews. Who comes up with this stuff?


It may not be my cup of tea, but I don’t drink tea anyway.

Boy Person had had a rough day.  He hit his head on the mirror of the RV and almost knocked his teeth out.  He does that a lot.  We had a rainstorm.  It does that a lot here too.  And he dropped his clothes in the prison shower.  So when he sat down for his soup, he was real excited about it.  Real excited.  He took a big bite.  And that’s when all coconuts broke loose.

As he bit down, he bit down on something hard.  Real hard.  He jumped up almost knocking his soup over and exclaimed that he had bit a rock.  Now.  Girl Person knows he is over dramatic.  She also knew that she did not put a rock in his soup intentionally.  That day.  So she was confused and now she lost her appetite.  She put down her soup and told Boy Person to calm down.  She wished she could drop a coconut on his head to knock him out, because he had went coconuts.

When he finally calmed down, it was to be realized that in fact, he had shattered his tooth like a matzo cracker in this RV on a Saturday night.  His tooth was just not gonna be ok.  And now, besides the pain, they had to find out what had caused it.  Was it salt? No.  Was it the seeds from the squash? No.  Was it the cashew milk? No.  They were in limbo. What was it?

Finally, as Girl Person ran down every single ingredients, she hit the nail on the coconut! Coconut milk…coconut milk.  A piece of coconut bark had found its way into the soup. And into Boy Person’s tooth.  And now.  That was that. His tooth was hurting.

Some days, you wish you could start over.  Some days, everything seems to go wrong.  But as Boy Person sat down and they tried to find a dentist, they started to chuckle.  Just a little bit.  Because what were the chances that a bowl of butternut squash would cause such a night?  You never truly know what can happen in each day.  But my suggestion would have been to order a pizza.  You can go coconuts about everything that can go wrong, or you can appreciate what went right.  The bread was good. And maybe rock soul should be a thing…

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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