On the open road, truck vs. pack rat wouldn't be much of a contest. Parked in my driveway, the pack rat has the upper paw. I got up early today and drove out to the thrift store. I am so tired of my work wardrobe I just wanted a few new items. I gathered an arm load of clothes and tried them all on but I only 3 shirts made my final list. Why are large shirts too tight and extra large are like tents? At least 3 shirts are good enough to breathe a little bit of life in to my closet.
On the way home the truck started to shake while idling, then shake again when accelerating. I thought it might be bad gas since the tank was very low. I got more gas but it didn't help, then the 'check engine' light went on. I stopped at a repair shop on the way home and an hour later they gave me the bad news. One of the cylinders is misfiring. They think that the pack rat has chewed something important but they won't know for sure until they take it all apart. The estimate to take it all apart...$380. Plus the cost of fixing what ever is wrong. Oh boy. I drove the truck home and I will drop it off on Monday before work. Hopefully my carpool won't mind picking me up at the repair shop.
I came home and took a nap. The weather change gave me a sinus headache again. I didn't get anything done in the mobile home but tomorrow is a new day. I did manage to catch one of the dogs doing this:
I think I know who my trouble maker is.