This is what our Funny Farmer Funmobile looked like nine years ago. It's nowhere near that good-looking now since it's a 1987 model. Guess in car age, it might be older than Jan. (She's elebenty-hundred-six and creaky.) Well, it used to be when Miss Mother was alive and we dogs used to ride in style every day to visit her. Sometimes a kitty would get to visit too. We usually only get to go to the vet in it now, but Buddy, Sam and I have been trying to convince Jan she needs to start taking us out again on occasion so we can have some fun.
So what is there to be thankful for after Jan tried to blow up our Funmobile? Well, first of all that she didn't actually succeed. :) But mainly that if this had to happen, it happened in our front yard where Jan didn't have to have the car towed (yet), and she didn't have to hike home, with or without the groceries she was supposed to pick up for us..
Yeah, guess there's a silver lining even in an unexpected white cloud. Just like there was one the day Buddy practiced driving without moving the car. If he'd had the car key, he would have practiced for real. And, you might not know this, but that dog is DANGEROUS! Don't believe me? Read The Driving Lesson for yourself.