Ain’t No Sunshine When She’s Gone

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. It’s been a hard few weeks, hasn’t it?

I can tell by the look on persons’ faces that things are stressful. There are many things to worry about. There are many, many people to worry about.

Sometimes it’s easy to hear numbers and news and have all of the bad run together. You hear how many are sick or have passed away lately due to the Virus Monster. And you hear the numbers. Maybe they sound like just numbers. It’s easy to let that happen. To not realize that each number, every single number is a person gone.

A person who was someone’s daughter. Son. Mother. Father. Grandparent. Dog parent. Each number is a ray of sunshine not shining anymore. Yes. Those numbers are real people. And not just people from one country. But our whole world.

It’s hard to grasp when we will be able to go back to seeing ones we love again. Just yesterday, we dropped off food at Gandma and Gamdpa’s house. And we waved.

We couldn’t stay. We could only wave from afar. Digby and I had a hard time understanding why. Because sometimes, we forget. And maybe, just maybe, that’s a good thing.

Everyone wants to forget. But we can’t right now. We have to follow directions. Something that Digby and I normally don’t like to do. But we are.

We don’t want you to dwell on sadness when you hear the numbers. But we do want to give recognition. Recognition that every life lost, no matter the cause, is someone who was loved. None of us know what tomorrow brings. In fact, we may not want to. Girl Person told us right now, it’s one day at a time. One life at a time fades away each day, no matter how many they total. Every life counts. No matter how many times it has happened.

Think about it this way. Even though we get many meals throughout our lifetime, do you notice when you miss one? You sure do. Now is the time to let everyone know you love them and value them. Say what you need to. Be kind.

And know we love you. Very much. We want your rays of sunshiney with us for a long time. Be safe.

Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

Meatball Monday

This is Deputy Digby Pancake. But today, you can call me Deputy Digby Meatball. It’s Monday. I like meatballs. And there are a lot of good things to look forward to today. Like meatballs.

When the persons wake up in the morning, usually the first thing that they do is check the news lately. What bad things happened over night? What bad things might happen today? I don’t understand it.

Because the first thing that Sheriff Brickle and I do is check the good news forecast. What good can happen today? What do we have to look forward to? Even if it’s going to be a hard day, there is always, always a good thing to wait for.

Waiting may not be my favorite thing. Especially when food is involved.

But when I woke up this morning, after we went to the farm market at camp, Girl Person said she was going to make us one of our favorites. Meatballs. Now. It may surprise you that Brickle is like a spicy meatball.

With a kick at the end you weren’t expecting.

Not me. I like my meatballs a bit on the sweeter side. Dipped in maple syrup? Yep. That’s me.

Will our Monday meatballs be over spaghetti?

Will our Monday meatballs be served on a sandwich?

Or will we have Swedish meatballs?

We just don’t know. But isn’t that the good in every day? Something to look forward to. Something to plan for. Not something to dread.

We all have to have hope. Hope that you’ll get a delicious plate of meatballs. Help someone else get thru it too.

Grab life by the meatballs and bite!

Deputy Digby Pancake

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