If you follow my personal Facebook page you know I have what are known as DAA’s (DUMB ASS ATTACKS). I have had many in my Facebook career and I imagine there will be many more. This past DAA my pal Irene got to witness as she was with me. It was this past Friday, we were going to go training at Cur-San Chesapeakes, Tom couldn’t make it as he was sick so Irene loaded up Josey and met me at my house. I had the truck loaded with all our training gear including live ducks as we were going to use them in training. All five dogs were in their spots and we were off. Where we train is only 30 minutes from where I live, we have to pass through a town so I told Irene I needed to go to the bank and then to Kwik Trip to get a coffee. Guilty was riding shotgun with us so she could get a biscuit at the bank. As I was sitting in the drive thru at the bank I could hear my truck starting to die, I pressed on the gas trying to keep it going until I was done. I got my money and Guilty’s biscuits and then all hell broke loose….my truck died right there in the drive thru!

16 year old POS!

I tried to get the truck started with no avail. Irene said she would get out and push to see if I could pop start it or at least get off to the side so I wasn’t blocking the banks drive up. Now mind you that truck is a 1 ton crew cab with 4 dog boxes and dogs inside and Irene is currently undergoing therapy on her arms for some issues. She was a trooper and pushed that beast far enough to get it out of the way but I was 1/4 way into the street. While I was looking up tow truck numbers Irene spotted on corner “Bob’s Sales And Services” so off Irene went to ask them if they could help us. While she was gone I tried the truck and it started, thank the lord, I started driving and yelled out my window at Irene to “GET IN” I got it going….just as I did that it died in the street! Irene had to push again but luckily this time we were blocking traffic so this guy told his kid to get out and help so Irene had help and they got me around the corner and somewhat straight out of the way.

Off loading the truck.

I finally got a hold of my cousin who said he would come pick up my truck, in the mean time my training group called me and said they were sending Sandy to come get us as they wanted us to get some training in since we were almost there. While waiting we off loaded the ducks and got our stuff ready to transfer to the pick up truck.

Hey what are my ducks doing down here?

Don’t just stand there Irene carry that crate and the dog to the pickup truck.

My cousin showed up, Sandy showed up and we got the dogs reloaded and our gear in Sandy’s truck. My cousin got my truck started long enough to get it loaded on the flatbed and off they went to the mechanics.

Pickup Truck.

The gang actually had a really good day training so I am glad Sandy came and got us. Of course it was fish fry Friday so we enjoyed lunch and then Sandy brought us all home. It sounds like it is the fuel pump that went out on the old beast. They don’t make things like they used to as this would be the second fuel pump but I guess when the truck is 16 years old what do you expect?

I have to say many thanks to Irene for being there with me and keeping it comical and helping out so much, my cousin for hauling my truck away and Sandy for stepping up and coming to get us and hauling us all home. You really know who your friends are in a time of need and I am blessed to have such great friends to help me out!

Oh yea….besides my truck blowing up my toilet lid blew up to after Preacher got her head stuck behind the toilet as she was trying to play with her treat dispenser ball. It’s always something and as my pal says #onlyinstancerville

Blew the lid right off.