Sportscar RIP

Poor Jrock.  He always wanted this car – a Subaru WRX. It was his dream car, and he thought he’d keep it forever, until…

…my two dogs came along, and spread their hair all over the seats when they were riding along. And then there was the incident of Maggie scraping the back window tint off with her claws when a menacing-looking cock-a-poo parked beside us at the 7-11.

So, like all great sportscars once owned by single men, this one too shall fall.

Let us mourn the loss of freedom, speed and care-free-ness. Good-bye WRX. We will miss you.

(Hello sensible family mini-SUV.)