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So we had a little accident last night. The road turned left but we didn't. Slick roads caused us to lose control, take out a sign and a chunk of telephone, and then went of road catching some air (at least I think we caught some air) landing in a bed of blackberry bushes.

Were fine and ended up staying in Monroe, about thirty miles out of Seattle. The damage to the pickup is hopefully light (two flat tires) and we can go home today. Freeways all the way....

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Watching Tiny Toons while the truck is fixed. Haven't seen out in years. Forgot how cute Sphinx is

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Scratch that last plan thing. The clutch on the white pickup is completely burned out. And all the resources we were going to use to fix Cheyenne are going to be used to fix the white pickup.

Cheyenne...will be donated. To someone. Somwhere. Don't want to think about it now. Not the end I wanted for her. But we also didn't plan to crash the white truck.

Now if you'll excuse me. I need to mourn the loss of a very old friend.