A florescent orange car with a leopard-print interior but not as fast as as the African Jaguar; I enjoyed the ride home with Dibot yesterday and we sang our favorite songs dangerously driving on the wet asphalt.
Without we knowing it, that car is going to be put to a permanent stop as the owner cannot take care of it anymore. Thursday next week is the day that the mechanic will conduct the lethal injection process like some animals have to face when they are too sick or too old to take care of themselves. It is finally happening...that I am going to miss the Jaguar that has been very loyal to this very end of its life. Rest in peace and in pieces...I never knew you have Stage 4 cancer, melanoma to be exact ;(