So my car is in for repair. The gearbox is faulty - something to do with the diff housing. I logged off when the guy started speaking the technical stuff.
Point is, the car is not yet two years old and it is still under warranty, so it shouldn't have such major problems.
I was hoping to get it back on Friday afternoon, and I almost did, if the mechanics hadn't left installing the gearbox to the last minute. Once they were done, they found a leaking pipe, and because they can't get to it easily, the entire gearbox has to come out again for the repair.
So it meant no car for the weekend, and no doggie park.
Luckily, I still got to see Titan and Asha. I walked the 1.3 kilometres from my house to my ex's house, and visited them for 2 hours, while he was at church. And since it was a rather miserable day I enjoyed the time spent cuddling with them in their dog house -- or should I say dog palace (I'll write more about that in another post).
But all this car nonsense did make me think back to the cars I have had in the past. My first car was a 1986 Toyota Corolla, which I sold when it was 20 years old. My next car was a 2006 Corsa Lite Plus. This is the car I had when we got Titan and Asha.
When they were small, it was quite easy and convenient to use my car to go to doggie park or the vet. But as they grew, trips to doggie park used to look like this:
My ex and I, and the mini horses used to fit into that little car. It was a squeeze, but we did it with little fuss. Although, every so often I would have a nose in my ear as I was driving.
As Titan and Asha started reaching their adult size, it became increasingly apparent that we would need a bigger car.
I was looking at getting a bigger car anyway, so I traded in the Corsa Lite for a 2010 Corsa Utility. I got it the same week as Titan and Asha's first birthday.
Since then, trips to doggie park have been easier:
Until this weekend.
It's amazing how much not having a car limits you.
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