Seasons In The Sun

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  It has taken me a few days to write about my Monday of this week.  Because it took me a few days to collect myself.

When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
Think of me and I’ll be there


Spending time in this Florida place has given us a chance to see friends and family.  Like Beasley Anne.  Girl Person has a cousin person named Wendy “with an e”.  Beasley Anne is Anne “with an e” too.

And so Wendy Person and Beasley Anne were on our list to see while here in this Florida place.  Without an e.  Cause that would be weird.

IMG_0273.JPGIt felt like we had just been with Beasley Anne “with an e” watching Anne of Green Gables and eating deviled eggs.  But truth be told, and I always tell the truth, it has been many seasons since we were with each other.  Over a year had went by, in fact.

Together we’ve climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABC’s
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees

I know that I grew handsomer in this time.  Deputy Digby had got a little more gray.  And Beasley Anne “with an e”? She had gotten a lot more beautiful.


So beautiful in fact, that I wondered why anyone would have let her go.  So wonderful in fact that I could barely think of what would have happened to her if she had not been rescued from that kill shelter in Miami, Florida.  I shuddered to think. But I only let myself think about it for a minute.  I didn’t want any time wasted.  I didn’t want to waste any seasons with her thinking about the past.

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time


As we went hiking, we talked a little bit about the past year and all of the adventures that we had been on and the rescues we had visited.  I briefed her on that.  But she had news too. She told me that Wendy Cousin Person was going to have another little person.  That the little person was hiking with us too.  I didn’t see him, but I knew he was there.  And I wondered.  And I thought about it.  And although we were excited, Girl Person told Wendy Cousin Person that she wished she was having a puppy.  They all laughed because it was a joke.  If dogs could laugh, we would, but instead, Beasley Anne “with an e” told me that she was a little excited about it, and in just a few seasons, her life would change.  Seasons do that I suppose.

Now that the spring is in the air
Little children everywhere
When you see them, I’ll be there

Sometimes seasons can bring flowers and life.  Sometimes, seasons can bring cold and hard weather.  But one thing is for sure, another season will come after it and you don’t know what will change.  For us, we saw many things on our adventure.  But the seasons and the days flew by.  When we got back to this Florida place, in some ways, it felt like time had stood still.  But when we all looked at each other, I knew that was not the case.


You gave me love and helped me find the sun
And every time that I was down
You would always come around
And get my feet back on the ground


I had thought of Beasley Anne “with an e” often on our trip.  Because to me, she made me think of all of the other furkids out there in shelters that were never able to tell someone how to spell their name.  She made me think of all the furkids that never got to travel or watch a movie and eat deviled eggs.  She made me think of all the furkids that never were given a chance to be part of a family.


But I had two choices that Monday.  Which in fact was why it took me so long to write this blog.  I could either choose to focus on all of the animals that were not helped.  Or I could focus on Beasley Anne “with an e” who was helped.  And that is what I decided to do.  The seasons were too short to do anything else.

So as we went on our hike and went to a winery for lunch and walked among the vineyards in the Florida sunshiney, I made it a point to freeze this moment in my mind.  I wanted to remember the sunshiney and the way that Beasley Anne “with an e” had come into our lives.

We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone

Because the next time I see her, her life will be changed by the addition of a little person.  The next time I see her, the season will be different.  And the next time I see her, I will be handsomer.  That is just a fact.


If days now are spent being sad about days gone by, you miss what is right in front of you.  Even if it wonderful.  Even if it is beautiful.  Don’t do that.  Being your best requires you think about the best parts of your life and appreciate them.

“It’s not what the world holds for you.  It’s what you bring to it.” -Anne of Green Gables 

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle


Soul Man

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  Today, we are reporting to you from Washington!  And even better?  We are reporting from Washington Wine Country.  The persons are loving that.  After last week, it is hopefully time that things start looking up.  Because the more you have to look down, the more you miss.

And we surely don’t want to break down anymore in the middle of the road this week.

Comin’ to ya on a dusty road
Good lovin’ I got a truck load
And when you get it you got something
So don’t worry cause I’m coming

We definitely don’t want to drive 20 hours in two days again.  And we definitely don’t want our dinner to be late again.  Deal, Washington?  I am going to hold you up to that. Or you are going to be arrested.


As we tried to rest this weekend and find our peace this weekend, it became obvious that we needed rest more than we thought we did.  The persons were irritable, Sheriff Brickle and I were even tired of arresting, and we simply had trouble even moving.


Girl Person says that she tries to learn from us dogs.  We can’t fake things, and if we are exhausted, then chances are, they have to listen to our cues.  What about this cue, Girl Person?  Pancakes.  Are you listening to that too?

I was brought up on a side street
I learned how to love before I could eat
I was educated from good stock
When I start lovin’ I just can’t stop

But the persons decided that in order to get back on track and to find our balance again, we had to take a few days off.  She said our souls needed feeding.

Feeding? Pancakes.  But she thought dog park to start.

I would say that the dog park was a good start for me and Brickle.  I would say it was the start of embarrassment for Girl Person.  But she is used to that.  She said that laughter was good for the soul too. In that case, I could pretend like it’s humpday everyday.

Got what I got the hard way
And I’ll make it better each and every day
So honey don’t you fret
‘Cause you ain’t seen nothing yet

The persons also decided that to feed their soul, wine would be involved since we were indeed in wine country. We remember the smells of the grapes and the wines when we left Sonoma years ago.  And it was sure nice to remember.


Then, we went to a produce market and found some veggies for the persons and us to share.  Feeding our souls with good things was so needed for all of us.  Because sometimes, when so many bad things happen, it seems impossible to remember the good.


We are all going to go thru things in our lives that are less than pleasant.  And we are all going to forget the good things sometimes.  But if you can get thru what you need to get thru by thinking that “this too will pass” like Granny Person used to say, it is important.


We can let bad things that happen to us affect us for the rest of our lives.  Or.  We can choose to learn from them and move on to better things.  Hopefully, the Big Blue Treat Wagon will let us move on this week, or we see a replacement in its future.  Sorry Big Blue.  But you have got to pull it together.  We have Washington, Oregon and California to go!

Well grab the rope and I’ll pull you in

I definitely speak from the soul.  I am Deputy Digby Pancake and I can’t tell nothin but the truth cause I am too lazy to lie.  This week was a learning lesson for us.  Because now, we have to learn to go with the flow.  If bad things happen, we regroup.  We stop.  We rest.  We feed our souls.  What do you need to feed your soul? Find it.  But I am not sharing my pancakes.

Stay tuned to our Facebook page today to see what is going on, where or if we are moving to today and where we plan to head the rest of the week!

-Deputy Digby Pancake