Remember in July when I reported saving my neighbors countless flat tires? On my daily walks I pick up nails off the street...lots of nails. I save them in a jar and I showed them to you in July. One of these days I'm going to take that jar down to the city office and tell them the street sweeper needs to sweep more often!In the meantime...I keep walking...and I keep finding nails.
But this week, driving on brand new tires one of the tires began losing air. We took it to the dealer who presented us this little bit of animal bone as souvenir. Even though we had not directly hit a "roadkill" our car has straddled many this fall. Lots of raccoon and skunks didn't make it safely across the highway. And one of those little beasties, with his sensibilities (and bits of bone) scattered across the road, managed to snag one of our new tires!Along with the souvenir the dealer presented us with a repair bill. At least the poor little beastie didn't kill the tire completely and we were fortunate to pay only for repair and not a brand-new tire. Yet. We pray it holds.
Who would think!
