Hey friends, it’s me—Bimmer! Your loyal neighborhood pup. So, I’ve been hanging out with my buddy Scout lately—you know, the big golden retriever with paws the size of dinner rolls. He’s been kind of down, and it turns out it’s not because someone said “vet”—it’s because his family is thinking about letting go of their car, Old Blue.
Old Blue isn’t fancy, but she’s the heart of their family adventures. She’s got squeaky doors, a slightly off-center steering wheel, and that smell of sunshine and dog fur. Scout said that car brought him home as a puppy, got them through blizzards, beach days, and late-night donut runs. But lately? She’s been struggling. Constant repairs. Weird noises. And last week? She wouldn’t start at all. Scout’s family is wondering: is it time to say goodbye?
Now here’s where it gets interesting. Just last night, I overheard my dad, Joe—you know, the best mechanic in town—talking to Mom about how crazy car prices have gotten. New cars are through the roof, and even used ones cost more than they used to. I tilted my head and listened hard (that’s my thinking pose), and Joe said, “It might actually make more sense for Scout’s family to keep Old Blue—if the engine and frame are still solid.” Then he added, “Maybe I should take a look at it.”Bingo! That’s when my tail started wagging.
See, Joe doesn’t just fix cars—he understands them. He can tell if Old Blue has a few more good years left or if she’s ready to retire. I barked at Scout the second I could and said, “Tell your humans to bring her over! Dad is going to look at it.” Because yeah, a new car would be shinier, and come with all those fancy beep-beep alerts… but it would also come with big bills, bigger insurance, and stress. And if Old Blue can still get them where they need to go safely, maybe she deserves another chapter.
Scout and I curled up on the porch that night, watching the driveway glow under the porch light. “You think they’ll keep her?” he asked. I nudged him with my nose. “Let’s wait and see what Joe says.” Because sometimes, it’s not about what’s new. It’s about what’s still got heart—and maybe just needs a little help from someone who knows where to look.
With love and loyalty,
Bimmer
Tail-wagger, story-sniffer, and passenger seat philosopher
