We’re in the market for (groan) a new car. My husband’s truck gets 15 miles per gallon, needs air conditioning work, and before long it will need $1000 worth of big expensive tires. That’s not to mention the fact that it’s a terrible fit for our urban life. The financial sense has finally clicked over to “buy” rather than “continue to get along.”
Silas is, by the way, scared to ride in the truck. I can’t blame him–the truck is rougher over the road, bigger, and louder than my small SUV.
A few days ago, I caught myself saying, “You know, we could buy [car X]. It looks almost exactly like my car. Silas would love that.” My husband said, “You’re right! He wouldn’t be afraid of it at all.”
This is life with an anxious dog, people.
Actually it isn’t only people with anxious dogs who think crazy things. We gave up our car over 1 1/2 years ago. And my only regret has been how much harder it is to do things with Honey.
I already own my house for Honey. I can’t bring myself to buy a car again just for my dog. π
Good luck in your car search.
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LOL…I always laugh at myself when i realize that I’m thinking about “what would Gizmo like” when I’m making a purchase…but that’s only right for an important family member…Good luck with the car search
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That’s so funny and sweet at the same time that you both think about Silas’s needs when shopping for a new car!
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We bought my last car for the dogs. The requirement was that the backseat must fold down flat. I visited every brand of car dealer in the area and the first thing I checked was if the seat folded flat. If it didn’t, I didn’t even bother test driving it. π
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