We've lost two sixteen year old things this week.
First, (well, actually second, but I'll talk about it first), our car. We bought this car 6 years ago and since then put on about 100,000 miles. Last Friday it was in the shop where they fixed a couple of problems, last Monday and Tuesday it was at a different shop (where it broke down near a mall) where the fixers (or breakers--it's hard to tell) told us many different things. We said to never mind, and brought it back home. Wednesday and Thursday and Friday (if you're keeping up--that's today) it was in another shop. They fixed a problem then said that no, that wasn't the problem, it's the engine.
At this point, we said that we give up, let's get another car.
And that's what we did today.
Knowing all our Buick's problems, the car dealership still took it as a trade-in. They asked us if we could drive it there and we said, sure, it should make it that far, being only about 4 miles away and all.
It made it approximately 200 yards--just approaching an intersection.
The engine shut off, so we pushed it out of the intersection and got it towed.
Our new car looks very similar to the old one (that's the old one in the above picture), and once we get past the shock of fixing it and fixing it, and of course paying for it and then getting rid of it, I think we'll like the new one. (Next week I'll be standing on the street corner throwing money to all the passersby. It'll have the same effect and might make me happier.)
In other sad news, we also lost our dog. He would have been 16 in just a couple of weeks and we've had him since he was a puppy. His health started declining rapidly over the last month, and especially in the last week. On Wednesday we decided that he had suffered long enough and he made one last trip to the vet.
Here he is doing a couple of his favorite things:
Getting in the way
and sleeping on the pillows.
We're going to miss him around here.