. . . And others walk their Bronco!
Tonight Jackson, Caroline, Trace and I took the truck for a walk. Well Trace did at least, while the rest of us walked alongside. It went like this: we were all out front taking out the trash, when Trace decided to get the Bronco running--it had a dead battery. So I went back inside and folded laundry for a bit, and then I heard Trace call out: you guys want to go for a walk? I always jump at the chance to go for an evening walk with the whole family, so I hopped up to get the kids shoes on. Then I went back outside and Trace was in the Bronco, now running. He said he'd drive, and I could walk with the kids. It made perfect sense to me: he was tired from eighteen holes of golf, and the car needed to be driven to recharge the battery. But little did I know that he actually intended to walk with us! The Bronco has a granny gear that is as slow as a person walking, so after we started down our very quiet road, Trace pulled up next to us and walked alongside. It was the funniest thing I ever saw, the car out for a walk. I wish I could have captured it in pictures better, but the light was failing when I ran back to get my camera. I've lightened these pictures so you can see it a little.
We all walked down the road about a half mile together, then Caroline and I ran back to get the camera and Jack and Sam hopped in the car. They were cute as could be in there with Trace walking alongside. So next time you take your dog for a walk, consider taking your vehicle too!
Post Script: I did one time see a neighbor driving slowly down the road walking his dog out the window: as in the dog was walking, on a leash, while the man drove in the car. I thought that was pretty funny, but this takes the cake. Only at the Fikes.