I knew it. I knew it. Things were going just waaaaaaaay too good, too smoothe. I was beginning to get complacent & not so watchful, taking the ease of life for granite. We were On A Roll.
Mymi packed up (& pack up it is, everything around here these days is like a military campaign) to go play golf the other day. I know she was playing golf cause she placed her golf sticks in the trunk & lotsa other necessary items in the car. I expected her to be gone a long time. I know about golfers from my experiences guiding & assisting @ GrandSire’s former residence in FL-land. They’re not very tolerant of dogs but I can deal. I’m accustomed to being Just A Dog.
Anyway she was gone a long, long time but I wasn’t getting too worried. When she did return to our domain right away I noticed something todolly different. Cause she was home but my domain was distinctly empty of vehicle. I thought that was kinda strange but I declined to mention anything . . . cause, ya know, I don’t wanna raise alarms where none is necessary.
So we got in our jammies & went to bed, the garage empty. Then we hadda get up way way early for a Sunday AM. We went outside & whaddaya know, the car I had only recently become familiar with what with Papa & Babs’ scent & all, spent the cold windy night right next door. I was a little puzzled for sure. We moved it & backed it into my domain & I hadda watch it all day. Mymi came out & started it a couple of times & it came to life no problem.
Then when the sun was going down, she came out & started it again. She was talking on the phone w/Doc. The car started throwing off smoke & seriously bad noises. They offended my refined olfactory & auditory senses. She shut it down & I hadda spend the night inside cause my space was uninhabitable.
This AM, the big Blue & Yellow truck came, again, & hauled our vehicle away. This time I hadda guard it on the trip to the mechanics office. I hadda ride in our car, in my usual spot, cause the truck is not allowed to transport dogs 😦 . So I hadda do my best from the back seat of the towed car. Awesome responsibilities. It was kinda fun if you wanna know the truth. The truckman said I’m a good dog 🙂
From the Mechanic’s Office, we made our way to GrandSire’s for our usual drop in. & then home again. Sometimes it’s difficult for a dog to keep up with fluid conditions. The mechanic says we’ll have the car tomorrow . . . good as new. I’ll reserve judgment until I give it a good sniff or 2. We’ll get On A Roll Again later. OpalK9 OTJ