Neko’s truck has suddenly turned into her “wheelchair”. In a sort of pathetic Tiny Tim kind of way she tells us her legs don’t work and then plunks down into the bed of her truck and painstakingly rolls the wheels forward by hand. It takes her nearly a full minute to get about five feet, which might be the slowest I’ve seen her move since she was about six months old.
I’m not really sure where this came from. Monty from Little Bill? Traction Jackson from Sesame Street? I have no clue.
In other fantastic news, Shep didn’t throw a single temper tantrum today. I feel strangely refreshed and zen-like.