Six years ago on Mother's Day, a little red SLK roadster rolled into my garage and I named it Red Therapy. Nearly to the day six years later we traded Red Therapy for QuickSilver pictured here. Every time we talk to Mercedes about the car they ooooo and ahhhhh the words, "It's an AMG!" I think that means the engine and transmission are hand built. The service advisor told the DH that the car needs to be "driven" and to keep it under 150 mph during the break in period. Wow. In any case, we put the top down and zip around Puget Sound on the weekends, not at 150 or anywhere near, of course.

Sunday we allowed the Airedale to ride in the back of QuickSilver and we went cruising like the empty nester Boomers we are. The son of MMMMMmmm is soon coming back to the States to take a position in D.C. and has been car shopping online. He called one evening to let us know he'd decided on a Porsche Cayenne, so we went cruising on a mission from gwad to the Porsche dealer in Bellevue. We met a very nice sales guy who snapped the picture above with my phone's camera. The Airedale sat up nice and pretty, looking regal, don't you think. We hooked the guy up on with the son of MMMmmmm's email and in return he invited us to a Porsche/Business Aircraft show in a couple of weeks, which we're really looking forward to. I even called the brother of MMmmm, who's a pilot currently flying lead air attack on a Forest Service contract, and asked if he'd be in our area then. He'll be flying in Oregon but can't break away to fly into the show.

Mmmmmmmmmmelinda