August 19, 2012

  • The Search For A Second Car....

    TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM

    I thought our search for a second car was done when we spotted the Buick.  Alas!  The Beast found another, newer car with less miles on it and the record shows it was well taken care of from oil changes to tire rotations.  It looks like brand new and is another Buick.  Then the Beast comes up with another idea.....let's wait until we are paid for the house by Tara and buy a new, smaller Chevy that gives great gas mileage.  Cost?  Around $18K if the prices don't change much. 

    Me?  I was totally pissed off.  I told him that we didn't NEED another new car with fantastic gas mileage.  We don't go anywhere except to the doctors offices, to occasionally visit one of our kids (and that is rare indeed!) and the normal grocery shopping, clothes shopping, etc.  We don't do a lot of traveling so our second car doesn't need fantastic mileage.  We just need it for those times the Beast is gone and I stay behind.

    He wants one vehicle that will not have dog hair in it so when we have someone sitting in the back seats, they don't become covered with dog hair.  You would not believe how much hair a doberman can shed.  It's incredible the amount of hair we get when we vacuum.  The last time he vacuumed, he emptied the container (we have a Dyson) and we couldn't believe how much hair came out of the seats (which we HAD covered well...we thought) and the rugs.  We also found a lot on the FRONT rugs and seats.  When we emptied the hair out of the container, it would have made a prize coat for a small terrier.  I kid  you not.  And we try to vacuum the car at least once a month.  Sometimes it's more often. 

    So far, he's managed to only have the dog in the new car once.  That was when he took the dog to the pet store since he can go in with the Beast.  The Beast loves people's reactions to Baron.  First, they are startled to see such a big dog without a leash on him just sniffing around the store.  The people there all know Baron and they, too, get a kick out of the reactions of the people in the store.  Baron will sniff at a lot of the exposed dog treats but he doesn't eat any.  It's like he knows that is not allowed.  But, if he's told he can pick a treat, he does and you can see how pleased he is on his face.  Anyone who thinks dogs can't have expression on their faces has never owned a dog.

    I told the Beast that he needs to get back to his normal behavior with Baron because I am tired of having a depressed dog in the house.  The Beast doesn't take Baron with him any more.  Baron walks around with his head and tail down and just plops down near an open door or window and watches for his man to come home.  It's sad to watch.

    So tomorrow we are going to look at both cars he found and, perhaps, more while we are in Huntsville.  I want a car, even if it DOES have dog hair in it, that *I* can drive whenever the hell I want.  The Beast has gotten possessive about the new Chevy and keeps telling me it has a lot of features I don't know how to use.  Hell, I can turn on the radio and use the cruise control.  What more do I need to know?  Sheesh!  I found a couple low mileage cars that are cheaper than what the Beast has been looking at plus they are newer.  We shall see.  We ARE going to look after I am done at the doctor's.  I am bringing my own sunglasses.  They won't look as weird as what they give you and they are just as dark to protect my eyes.

    Love you all.  Wish me luck.